[Comprehensive] The daily life of bear children

On this day, Damian and Captain Jack stood on both sides of the black dragon's wings. They waved their weapons and rushed towards the ferocious fire-breathing dragon Smaug firmly; There was a huge rain of arrows; Thor flew up with a hammer in his hand, and Loki cast spells beside him; the dwarves provoked Smaug on the ground, shouting and throwing spears shining coldly at it.

Smaug flew low and hovered, making a loud roar that shook the ground, many elves fell unsteadily, broken rocks splashed out, and the soil churned.

The evil dragon also opened its mouth wide, spitting out blazing flames.

And in the process...

The little wizard kept his head up all the time, anxiously watching the battle.

Because Smaug, the fire dragon known as the tyrant, is too dangerous.

Therefore, even though Garl no longer fearfully asked to fight with everyone, he was still temporarily sent back to the ground together with the weaker Bilbo.

For a long time afterwards, he didn't remember what happened, but only remembered the terrifying golden figure of the evil dragon Smaug that ravaged everything, and the helplessness in his heart.

He was annoyed countless times that he didn't study magic well, and didn't recite those spells well.

then……

He saw Damian fall from the sky.

The young black dragon of Heshidia was obviously no match for Smaug.

No matter in terms of stature or combat power, the black dragon, which can't even defeat Damian, is far inferior to this famous winged dragon--Golden Smaug.

At the moment when they confronted each other, the black dragon obviously restrained his hands and showed a timid posture, but Smaug lowered his head mercilessly and bit one of its wings fiercely.The black dragon couldn't help screaming, and leaned unnaturally.At this time, Damian on it rushed up and slashed at Smaug's neck with a knife. The special metal provided by Loki and the unique sharp weapon made by the dwarves made its blood splash out, forcing the The dragon had to let go of the pain, let out a painful roar, and threw Damian off with one paw.

The black dragon desperately flew high, avoiding Smaug's attack, and didn't notice that someone fell on his back; Captain Jack was on the other side, and it was too late to catch him; and the two Thor brothers were behind Smaug's huge body...

Damian just fell from the sky.

At that moment, to the little wizard, it seemed like an extremely long slow-motion replay.

Damian's black cloak was flying behind him, but his body was falling in the air like a meteor!

'What, isn't my little friend invincible? '

'It's so high, even if it's as powerful as Damian, if you fall, you will... die? '

'Am I never going to see Damian again? '

So many panic-stricken thoughts popped up in his head.

Gal jumped to his feet.

He ignored Bilbo's resistance and began to run forward desperately.

The ground was shaking, and thick smoke billowed from the burning place.

But he didn't care about anything, there was blood in his throat as he ran, and the only moving thing in front of his eyes was Damian's body that was constantly falling.

"Yuga...Yugalem? Yugardem? Yugalem Viosa? Damn, what the hell is it!"

Cal desperately recalled the Levitation Curse, and once again shed tears of remorse for not loving learning in the past.

In desperation, his magical power rioted.

The clenched fingers turned pale from too much force, and drops of cold sweat oozed from the forehead.

He desperately opened his eyes wide, not letting the tears blur his vision, and fixedly stared at Damian's rapidly falling figure...

After that, I completely lost consciousness.

By the time Gall came to his senses again, the battle was over.

He slowly opened his eyes, and found himself lying on the bed, surrounded by a group of beautiful elves with pointed ears, watching with various curious eyes.

The little wizard looked around blankly at first, and then the memory came back bit by bit.

And his last memory is still on the figure of Damian that fell from the sky.

His heart seemed to tighten all of a sudden, he was so sad that he could hardly breathe, he could no longer restrain himself from tears, and then wept loudly, for the death of his best friend.

When all the elves were panicked by his crying, when he cried himself out of breath...

A distasteful voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, crybaby!"

The elves around the little wizard stepped aside one after another, revealing Damian's handsome face full of awkward and concerned expressions.

Impatiently, he strode up to Gal, frowned irritably, glared angrily at all the elves around him, and asked, "Why are you crying? Someone bullied you?"

Gal stopped crying for a moment.

He looked at him with a face full of surprise, rushed over, hugged his waist tightly, and said with a sob: "You're not dead, Damian! Woohoo, I thought you were dead!"

Damian is not used to this kind of intimate physical contact.

He subconsciously pressed his hand on Gal's shoulder, trying to push him away, but after feeling the hot tears through his clothes, he couldn't help hesitating for a moment, and the hand couldn't help but gently put down.

He simply followed the example of some grown-ups, patted him awkwardly, and comforted him in an uncomfortable tone: "Why are you crying, I'm fine."

The little wizard was so emotionally ups and downs for a while, and he choked up sobbing that he couldn't react.

But after feeling Damian's rare tenderness, in order to ease the uneasiness in his heart, he couldn't help asking: "Then...then you say, say that you don't want Gal to be sad, that you like Gal the most, and that you will never leave Gal. Believe it."

"Dream you!"

Damian raised his brows in anger, and became angry again.

He tugged on Gal's arm roughly, trying to force him out of his arms.

But Gal held him tightly, and another burst of half-true, half-fake sad wails broke out.

Knowing that there are a lot of pretentious elements in it, Da Mian still can't help but soften his heart.

He couldn't help but looked around in embarrassment, and found that although the long-eared elves were curious, they were very educated and left the room, and had given up space to these two good friends who were almost separated by life and death.

So, it was only the two of them left in the room.

Damian hesitated for a few more seconds before bowing his head again, and whispered with a troubled face, "I can't bear to...cough, I can't bear to have Cal sad..."

But he couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

After struggling for a long time, he said bluntly and reluctantly: "I, that, I won't leave. It's alright, don't go too far, let go."

Gal sniffed his nose, finally stopped hugging him, raised his head, and said happily: "Haha, Damian, you are really not dead, I am so happy."

Damian once again showed a disgusted expression, but there was a faint smile on his face.

It took another full 5 minutes before the little wizard regained his composure and showed him his usual silly smile.

But this time, Damian didn't turn around and leave. Instead, he frowned and said, "Stop laughing, you are really ugly now!"

Gal froze for a moment.

Then, he raised his head subconsciously, and saw himself in a mirror.

Silver hair, baby face, blue eyes, and two fluffy, moving triangular wolf ears on the top of the head...

I finally understood why the group of elves ran here just now, surrounded me, and looked at the zoo orangutans with strange expressions on their faces!

The little wizard screamed and quickly buried his head in the blanket on the bed.

After a full minute, he reappeared.

The fluffy ears are gone, as are the baby face and blue eyes from before.

He turned himself into Damian again.

——How many times have I said, don't turn into the exact same face as him!

Damian was outraged by this.

Anyway, no matter how many times you protest, it's useless.

"What happened just now?" He poked Gal and asked.

"What?" The little wizard blinked his innocent eyes, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Don't play dumb, the tail hasn't been put away yet."

Damian said angrily.

Cal subconsciously lowered his head in a hurry to look for the tail, but found nothing, and immediately reacted: "Liar, I never showed my tail!"

Damian sneered and said nothing.

Gal pursed his lips and said unwillingly: "You are so annoying, this is privacy."

Damian continued to stare at him without speaking.

In the end, Gal was defeated and muttered: "It's just the blood of a wizard, don't be so uncommon! My father has half werewolf blood, and my mother also has hidden werewolf blood and part of Veela blood. It's better to inherit, that..."

"I remember that the wizarding world discriminates against werewolves."

Damian said sharply.

"How do you know?" There was a look of embarrassment on Cal's face.

He yelled in defense: "It's not discrimination against me, but discrimination against those werewolves who are aggressive and turn people into wolves. I won't lose my mind, and I won't bite people randomly, so no one discriminates against me."

"But who can tell the difference? Do you think the world is full of smart people?"

Damian clasped his arms around his chest and said with a very poisonous mouth: "Some dogs like to bite people, and some dogs don't like to bite people, but as long as dogs are mentioned, people don't have the impression that they will bite people? You should know it yourself It's very, so you don't want people to know that you are a werewolf, so you change like this every day?"

"It's up to you!" Gal said angrily.

Damian was silent for a while before promising, "I won't tell."

Gal gave him a dubious look.

"I'm not a wizard, even if I talk nonsense, it won't affect you." Damian reluctantly explained.

Thinking about it this way, it seems right.

The life circles of the two people are different. If it weren't for this chance meeting in time and space, their lives would not have much intersection.

The little wizard, who was anxious and afraid of revealing his identity, finally felt relieved.

At this moment, he thought of yesterday's battle again, and couldn't help asking, "Is everyone all right? Where's the dragon Smaug?"

Damian once again had an indescribable look on his face.

At this time, there was a restless sound outside the house.

The elves greeted someone warmly with elegant voices: Good morning, Dragon Slayer!

"Dragon Slayer?"

The little wizard repeated the word subconsciously, turned his curious eyes to Damian and asked, "Who is the dragon slayer? Thor? Captain Jack? Or Thorin the dwarf? Or the elf prince Legolas?"

Damien all shook his head.

Gal was even more confused: "Who is that? Isn't the dragon slayer a member of our team? Is it someone I don't know?"

"It's our man, and you know him too."

Damian replied helplessly, "It's just that they are not the people you guessed."

Gal really couldn't think of anyone else who could win the title of dragon slayer, and he felt endlessly confused.

At this moment, an elf's voice sounded: "Dear Dragon Slayer, are you also here to see that strange little wizard?"

Gall immediately turned his gaze to the door, intending to see who the so-called dragon slayer was?

Then, dumbfounded, he saw a chubby hobbit walk in.

Seeing that the little wizard has woken up.

A happy smile suddenly appeared on the face of Hobbit Bilbo Baggins.

"Are you all right?"

asked Bilbo with concern, with the warmth and friendliness inherent in hobbits.

"I'm fine, it's you, Dragon Slayer?"

Garl watched the little hobbit with a curious look.

Not in a derogatory sense, but this lovely Mr. Bilbo, in appearance, really looks like a chubby house cat who has no aggressive power and only likes to bask in the sun.

And this house cat defeated the fire-breathing pterosaur?

"A blunder! A blunder!" said Bilbo modestly, smiling.

Then, in a cheerful tone, he told the story of what happened.

At this time, Gal realized that he did not have a white magic riot.

He did succeed in saving Damian, and let the young assassin who fell from a high altitude float in the air, but at the same time, the magic power in his body and the strong magic power factor of this world seemed to evoke some strange In the end, not only Damian was floating in the air, everyone, elves and dwarves were floating.

It was a massive, out-of-control levitation spell.

At that moment, the flying advantage of the dragon Smaug completely disappeared, and everyone floated up.

Bilbo babbled on, "Damian was worried about you and drifted towards you hard. The dragon was still not far behind him, but he couldn't care about anything at the time."

Damian coughed, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The little wizard quietly stretched out his hand to pull him, and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Because you were not sure how long your floating magic power would last, Captain Jack seized the opportunity decisively and tied the dragon's wings with a rope, but he himself was kicked out and vomited blood. But This decision couldn't be more wise, because the next moment, your floating magic power will disappear, and everyone will get down to earth again."

"Fortunately, the wise Captain Jack has tied the dragon's wings with a rope, and the dragon can't fly now. Everyone is fighting on the ground. The elves, dwarves, and Thor joined forces, and they were so brave that they almost killed the dragon. A dragon that can't fly, was defeated steadily. But his defense was too high, and no one could hurt it, until Loki discovered its weakness, and there was a gap in the left chest. But the battle was too fierce , even if it is an elf marksman, there is no way to shoot there accurately, it just so happens..."

At this time Bilbo showed an embarrassed smile, and the narrative began to say vaguely: "It was knocked down in front of me. I am too small, so, it... it may not have noticed. So I took the opportunity A dwarven pan pie pierced its left breast, piercing skin, flesh, and bone... O Iluvita, father of all living things! This will be the scariest thing I've ever done in my life, And the most exciting thing."

"When Smaug died, the roar was deafening."

Bilbo rubbed his ears and said, "When it fell, there was a loud crash, and the ground trembled like a small earthquake. Its blood was flowing on the ground, and the black ominous flame was still burning..."

"Is the captain all right?"

Although Gal was also upset by this difficult battle and wanted to ask many questions, but the first thing he cared about was his good friend.

"Well, very well," said Bilbo, curling his lips.

He pressed his fingers to his lips and hissed, "Listen."

Outside the window, there was a burst of elegant singing from the elves:

There are gems everywhere, bags of gold.

Under the dark and towering mountains, the terrifying dragon has died.

The exploits of the warriors shine brighter than the stars in the sky.

The brave man riding the black dragon took the lead in calling for battle, and the little wizard released magical spells;

The king of Pirates of the Caribbean tied the wings of a dragon;

The elves shoot their flashing arrows;

The dwarves roar forward bravely, forward!

Thor holds the hammer and shoots thunder and lightning;

The clever Loki found the deadly part of the dragon, and the brave hobbit pierced the pot handle;

Stab the handle in; stab the handle in!

Blackness will eventually pass away, and the dragon Smaug will also come to an end..."

"The captain is singing and dancing with the pretty elf, he's quite popular now."

Bilbo shrugged, and said, "Actually, the elves really don't need to repeat the pothandle so many times in the lyrics, and now my name is almost becoming Bilbo's pothandle, just like Thorin Oak Shield. Uh... this is also due to the dwarves. If that Thorin hadn't fought against me, I wouldn't have been able to pierce the pot handle if it had to be made like a sharp awl..."

"Whatever the reason, you did it!"

Gal said with a look of envy, "You are so good that you can get close to the dragon and kill him! Now, you are the dragon slayer, Bilbo."

"All of us, I suppose," mumbled the hobbit, and then, laughing again, said, "It's a really nice feeling."

He sighed contentedly: "This thing is enough for me to boast about for a lifetime!"

As for how the hobbit approached the dragon quietly?And how did the dragon pierce the handle of the pot without being noticed by the dragon?

Damian looked up thoughtfully, but said nothing.

At this time, the singing of the elves outside the window changed again.

They began to sing about a flower, about a tree, about welcoming friends.

The singing was so beautiful that Gal couldn't sit still any longer.

He took Damian's hand and ran out excitedly, and Bilbo followed them quickly, laughing.

"We should make a fortune this time."

Captain Jack’s abdomen was still wrapped in a white bandage, but he waved at the little wizard happily, and said in a cheerful tone: “Come here, my little wizard! Tell me, how much money can I get this time? A bag of Gold coins? That's the dragon's treasure! And the Elf King, who looks very rich."

"It should be enough for you to buy a big boat anyway."

Gal also became excited and said, "Captain, you can ride the wind and waves again."

The two happily thought about the scene of being rewarded with a lot of money, and also assumed that if the elves and dwarves were too enthusiastic, how could they not be greedy and accept all the 'good intentions'!

For this reason, the two of them went to rehearse specially, and said something like 'Since you are so kind, the king, I will not be respectful and accept them all'.

Damian was speechless watching these two actors performing beside him, about how to not refuse, but tactfully accept all the benefits offered by the other party.

I just feel extremely ashamed and very tired for a while.

However, the day came to leave.

After the restoration of the country, the re-crowned dwarf king solemnly said: "In order to thank you for your help, I, in the name of Sorin, the king of the Turin clan and the king of the mountain, bestow on you the title of friends of the dwarves. You will be friends of the dwarves forever. .”

The elf king with a handsome face like a god also took a step forward, nodded approvingly at them and said, "Everyone, your great heroic deeds will be sung forever in epics, and I also declare you as elves in the name of the elf king Thranduil." Friends, please accept the sincere blessings from the elves, and may your journey be filled with light and laughter forever."

Thor and Loki, the god brothers, readily accepted.

For the god brothers, the glory of slaying dragons and the establishment of diplomatic relations with the two kings of elves and dwarves may far surpass all material things.

Hobbits are not very greedy either.

They are naturally more fond of good food and laughter.

And it's been so long since he's been out, Bilbo, who loves his family enough, is desperate to go home, and just wants to go home.

Damian's attitude doesn't matter either.

Compared with money, he prefers to increase his force value.

Only Captain Jack and Gal were stunned at the same time:

Wait, it's not what we thought it would be!

and then? ?

Gone?gone?

What friends of dwarves, friends of elves! ! !

They looked at each other in blank dismay: ... Where's the money?Where is the money?money! ! !

The author has something to say: (Elf King and Dwarf King are angry: How can we insult our friends with money!)

PS. Let me keep it simple!I feel that everyone has little interest in this world.