Ravi's Adventures

[Sorry, Kretz, this family can only raise your younger brother.]

She didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

Looking at the backs of her father and mother holding her younger brother's hand and leaving, the 4-year-old thought they would be back soon.

In the Fountain Square in Hyderabad, she held the marshmallows her father bought for her unexpectedly generously, and was reluctant to eat them all at once.

A group of aristocratic children sat on the side of the fountain. She had been listening after exchanging names with them. The children were chatting about how great their father was, but she didn't know how to start a conversation. She wanted to tell them that her father was a She is a great farmer who grows a lot of golden corn every year, but she dare not.

"Hey, Krez-chan~ What are you holding?" A little blond girl came over curiously, her blue eyes were full of curiosity.

"Is it sugar? It feels a little numb." A bold little boy came over and gently tore off a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Really! It's a little bit sweet~" The pink-haired little girl is the daughter of the city's consul, and the brown-haired boy is the second son of the Lord of the whole territory... They have been in the upper class since childhood, and Never had such cheap food.

"Me too~"

"Hakechi is so annoying! Take so much at once!"

Kretz stood where he was, smiling happily.

"Krez sauce is really beautiful~"

"Pretty lady, can you marry me in the future~"

"How cunning! Kreze is mine!"

Several young boys decided to have a manly duel over the question of "Who is Kreze?"The women gathered around the already shy and blushing Kreize and discussed which little boy would be more reliable in the future. Children from noble families matured precociously.

It was getting dark, and it was snowing lightly at some point.

As the little friends were picked up by her servants one by one, she seemed to understand the meaning of her father's words.

Can't remember the way home.

She only remembered that her home was in a small village far away from Hyderabad, and she and her parents and younger brother had to drive for two days to get here.

Clutching the cotton candy tightly and eating the little wooden sticks left over, she was wearing the padded jacket her mother bought her early in the morning, standing by the fountain a little awkwardly, with tears persistently circling in her eyes.

"Little girl, is there anything I can do for you?" A well-meaning person passing by asked her, but she just shook her head slightly and said nothing.

Will be back.

Will definitely come back.

it's dark.

[Will not come back.]

Misent watched for a long time.

Look at the little red-haired girl who wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. Seeing her refusing help from kind people, her indifference is actually a look of fear. Watching her fall asleep leaning on the steps of the fountain, holding her hand until she fell asleep That little stick.

Then he decided to take her home, a little girl who was kind of like his granddaughter.

At least, at least, has the same handsome red hair as him, doesn't he.

.....

The little girl abandoned by her parents quickly accepted the adoption of the old knight. Because the old knight's son was not suitable for cultivation since he was a child, and he went to a distant principality to do business after he grew up, the old knight always felt that his spear skills should be There is a legacy, and Kretz is almost exactly the same as the granddaughter he met a few years ago.

So the girl who inherited the dragon spear and dragon taming skills passed down from generation to generation by the old knight's family finally got a surname (Note: ①).

Krez Misent.

But the good times didn't last long, and the old knight lost his life during the mission. The house and money were all occupied by relatives who came from afar to "condolence", only the old dragon gun and the so-called dragon deed passed down from generation to generation were driven away. The girl who went out of the house took it away.

Carson Ritter, the capital city where the old knight's home is located.

Not all people are good everywhere.In addition to good people, there are many kinds of people in this world, including thieves, robbers, hooligans...

Fight, keep fighting.

She can't kill, and she doesn't have the power to make people feel scared.

Relying on her unskilled spear skills, she repelled the hooligans who tried to sell her into the bar again and again.

Time and time again, as more and more people attacked her, she finally got hurt.

Hiding in the alley, she leaned against the dumped debris.

Holding the black bread dug out of the trash in his hand, it was so hard that it could almost kill people.

"Can I share some..." Just as she was about to eat it, a word suddenly came from her ear. Before she could think about it, her body jumped up like a frightened kitten, and she pointed the dragon gun at the food deeper in the alley. shadow.

A... black lizard?One of the short horns was broken, the wings twisted and stretched behind the back, and the tail was also broken. The deep red wound was frozen by the cold weather, but it was still dripping blood... curled up in the shadows, swarthy Its skin has become the best protection, if it doesn't make a sound, you won't be able to find it at all.

"It's a dragon... Forget it, does it matter? Well, can you share some with me, human."

It is dying, one eye is gone, the other eye is full of despair and bewilderment.

The little girl with red hair is holding a huge dick that does not match her body length. Her body is full of wounds, and the wound on one foot is also rotten with pus. Some confusion, fear, and despair.

Desperate man, despondent dragon.

"Hey, briquettes." Without hesitation, split half.

"So... what the hell is a briquette? If it was in the past, I would have eaten you in one bite." He muttered, stretched out his claws to take it, put it in his mouth and chewed it. This hardness can really be used to repair walls.

Azzac is its name. It was abandoned by its parents to the human world because it was born with insufficient blood and did not inherit the powerful blood of its father. Dragons are very powerful and frightening, except for young dragons. What's more, it The dragon pattern has been eliminated, which means the waste abandoned by the entire dragon clan.

Adventurer mages who have heard about dragon slaying stories from bards of wild history since they were young, needless to say their reactions after discovering this abandoned young dragon.

fight, fight.

Even a young dragon has the strength equivalent to a fifth-level fighter, killing the "warrior" who tried to slay the dragon time and time again.

Finally, a seventh-level magician came from afar.

The wings were broken by a burst fireball, the tail was cut by the wind blade, and one eye was shot blind by the gun of the mage's entourage.

If it hadn't been for the desperate use of a sixth-level dragon spell, it would probably have been dismembered into various rare materials by now.

"You're dying." Kretz stared at the strange lizard caught in his own memories.

"Aren't you too." Throwing a disdainful look at the strange little girl, he buried his head in his body.

hold on!hold on tight!

"What... what! I ate you!" The young dragon who was suddenly hugged struggled for a while, but grinned painfully because of the wound involved.

"I'm going to die anyway, it's okay to hug it, briquette." Kretz just felt that this black lizard was a bit like the oversized cotton doll he saw through the window on the commercial street in Beicheng District. After looking out of the window for a while, the clerk found out and drove him away.

"Forget it... I don't have the strength to eat you anymore. Small human beings, you must know how to be grateful."

Curled up in the arms of the girl, feeling a little warmth from the tiny body, the baby dragon seemed to have returned to the feeling of being covered under the wings of its mother when it was just born.

"Well, human, tell me your name."

"Kretz, what about you, briquettes?"

"Azzac, no, you can just call me Briquettes."

Let's die together, let's die together.

The author has something to say: Kruiz is a big strawberry, and briquettes are so dark.

These two have been showing off their affection in front of me, they are the ultimate bastards!

This time, I will let you know what a human and beast is!

Note ①: This book assumes that civilians generally do not have surnames, and generally only have first names.