Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

"Then let's get used to it?" Sarannar raised his eyebrows, and didn't intend to just let him go.

Silas had no choice but to take a few deep breaths, doing mental construction, he looked at Sarannar's plain face seriously, and tried to convince himself that this was also Sarannar, not someone else, and then he made up his mind He pressed his lips together determinedly.

It felt really strange. After Sarannar became like this, even his height was different from before. He used to look up when kissing, but now he has to lower his head.

However, the soft touch and the very familiar way of kissing back made Silas quickly enter the state. He hugged the black dragon's body that was one size smaller than before, and deepened the kiss. The strong wine that tasted like magma, but at this moment, there was only a sweet and mellow taste left in Saranar's mouth. Silas felt that he was going to be drunk by such a smell.

"Excuse me, have I disturbed you?" Barristan's voice appeared at the door of the chamber of secrets, scaring Silas to release Sarannar suddenly.

"What do you think?" Sarannar looked at the guy who broke in suddenly, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, "You'd better come to bother me at this time, you'd better give a good reason, otherwise you The situation is not so good.”

Barristan didn't seem very afraid of Thalanaar's "threat", he respectfully handed over an envelope with a feather stuck to the wax and said: "We have just received an urgent letter, you have ordered However, if you receive an urgent letter, no matter when it is, it must be delivered to you as soon as possible."

Salanar stopped talking, and took the envelope with two fingers and tore it open. The contents inside were obviously written in some secret language. Silas was standing next to Salanar, but he couldn't read the letter. What the hell are you talking about.

"What's wrong?" He asked with some concern.

Sarannar handed the letter into Barristan's hands, and said a little boredly: "Tell the boy who sent this letter, if you make such a fuss again next time, and send an urgent letter even for this kind of crap, he There is no need to continue to do intelligence work, there is just one groom missing in the stable of the Haslan family."

"I will definitely convey it to him verbatim." Barristan bowed and stepped back respectfully.

Salanar turned around and saw that Silas was still looking at him with puzzled eyes, and then he remembered to explain to Silas: "Actually, it's not a big deal, but he discovered that someone is secretly building a dragon that can lift the dragon from the sky. A crossbow shot down."

"Who is so desperate!" Silas was extremely astonished. As long as this kind of thing is discovered, he will be surrounded and suppressed by the Dragon Clan and the entire alliance.

"I don't know who it is yet. That kid hasn't even seen the real thing, so he is busy sending me an urgent letter. Do you think it's worth calling?"

"Maybe he just wanted to be on the safe side." Silas couldn't help trying to defend the hapless boy.

Sarannar just laughed: "Do you think this kind of thing happens less often?"

Silas looked at him in surprise: "Are there many people who want to kill you?"

"When you become more familiar with the affairs of the Silent Hand in the future, you will understand." Sarannar said with one arm around his waist, "Before that, let's go eat first."

He just put his arms around Silas like this, and after leaving the secret room, he went through another passage and walked out of this sewer-like place, then turned a few more turns, and came to an alley that Silas felt very familiar with.

Saranar took him into a tavern with two fish painted on the signboard. It was not late enough, and there were not many guests in the tavern. When they entered the door, a few people casually glanced at the tall and strong and took a look. Silas of the weapon glanced at him, but no one showed interest in Salanar who was following Silas.

Salanar came to a table in the corner and sat down, like a regular customer, he said to Silas: "The spicy potatoes here are very delicious, and the crucian carp soup is also good. It's a pity that there are not crucian carp every time I come."

"The bards here are also good. I used to come here often," Silas said.

"Your mother will allow you to come to this kind of place?" Salannaar continued to chat with him.

"Of course I sneaked out. I like to listen to bards tell stories. The boss here is also nice. Although I never buy alcohol, they will not expel a child because of it." Silas said with emotion , "Unexpectedly, you are also a frequent visitor here."

"I'm not a regular customer, I own this tavern," Saranal said.

Silas looked at him in amazement. At this time, the plump waitress had already arrived at their table. She wanted to ask Silas what to eat, but her eyes fell on Saranal, who was originally very inconspicuous. : "Oh, you are here, I'll call the boss!"

"Don't be unnecessarily noticeable, I'm just here for something to eat." Sarannar said, "Is there any crucian carp today?"

"Yes, all the crucian carp are yours, and some scallops and oysters, if you like."

"Let's have some, and spicy potatoes, I want a larger portion." Saranal ordered some more drinks, and the waitress walked away happily, as if Silas had suddenly become a transparent person.

So they continued to gossip.

Silas asked, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​opening a tavern?"

"My property is not only this tavern, but also many tailor shops, jewelry shops, and blacksmith shops, many of which are in other countries. I even have a few ships of my own." Sarannar showed his chin Reminiscing expression, "The first time I started playing human management games was about ten years ago. At that time, I didn't think of establishing a special intelligence agency like Hand of Silence. I just thought that the tavern would be a good place to sniff out news. A sum of money was paid to allow my loyal followers in the Dragon Cult to open a business. In the past, I didn't understand anything except giving money, and many businesses lost their money, but it can be regarded as buying valuable lessons , this tavern can be regarded as a relatively lucky investment, and the owner has been operating well all along."

"Ten years ago... that is to say, I have been listening to stories in your tavern since I was a child?" Silas said with a dreamy expression.

"Do you think the world is really wonderful?" Sarannar looked at him with a smile, "Maybe we have met each other long ago, but no one has noticed each other."

"Or maybe the miss at that time was just so that we could meet at the best time." Silas said, "If you hadn't mistook me for a spy and stayed by your side from the beginning, even if we met, it would probably still be will miss."

"That's right." Sarannar squinted his eyes and smiled happily, "Fate is amazing."

At this time, the plump waitress began to serve them food, and it really was a huge serving of spicy potatoes.

"How?" Sarannar asked triumphantly while eating.

"My taste is not as spicy as yours, but it is really delicious." Silas took a sizzling breath, drank half a glass of ale for himself, and continued to eat, "How dare you treat human beings?" I'm really surprised that food is so researched." He took another breath, "And it's vegetarian."

"After I tried to eat some human delicacies, I felt that the food of the dragon tribe is too monotonous." Sarannar said while eating happily, "Either eat it raw or roast it with dragon flames. For eating, nothing has changed for thousands of years. Compared with human food, I still like human food. Although these vegetarian food can’t fill my stomach, it’s good to try it as a snack once in a while.”

Silas looked at the large plate of "snacks" in front of him that was enough to feed the average adult, and said with emotion: "Your preferences are really very... different."

Soon, delicious crucian carp soup and oyster soup were served, and the two continued to chat.

"From a long time ago, even before we moved to the top of the dragon, I liked to turn into a human from time to time and sit in human taverns. Probably among the dragons in the world, I am the only one who feels that observing Human life is very interesting." Sarannar said, "In the market, everyone is focused on buying and selling things, and the people on the pier are busy disembarking and carrying goods. Everyone has a clear purpose, only in taverns. In this place, no one comes here to drink a glass of ale, put down the glass and leave after drinking. Here, human beings are no longer like animals running around for a living. Everyone just gathers together to enjoy leisure time and exchange each other's Views, gossiping about life lately, it's fun."

As he spoke, he sighed: "I've been so busy that I haven't had time to sit down and listen to these people's gossip. As a leader, I'm so busy, do you think I'm a failure?"

"To be honest, it's a little bit." Silas said honestly, "Although your ability is great, you should try your best to train the people under you to do things for you, instead of doing everything yourself."

"So I'm not cultivating you now?" Sarannar forked a grilled scallop onto Silas's plate, "Come and taste this, even things that grow in seawater can invent this way of eating, Humans are amazing."

Silas smiled and started to eat. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Sarannar treating him as a chess piece. On the contrary, he felt that it would be safer and more peaceful to be his subordinate and right-hand man than to be his bed partner. long.

"It's really delicious." Silas praised, "But then again, I'm afraid it's not practical for you to learn about the daily life of human beings through the chat in the tavern. The chat in the tavern is always full of all kinds of exaggerated words and Made it up."

"I know, but even rumors represent a trend. The tavern owner here is very good at analyzing those drunken words and the gold content in cowhide."

Silas followed his gaze back to the fat boss who was wiping glasses behind the bar. The fat boss smiled and nodded to them.

"He and the bard you know belong to the Smiling Hand." Sarannar said to him with a smile, "they will also belong to you in the future."