Palm Dragon

Werther stood impassive in the shadow of the shelves.

The little silly dragon dragged Iss around the store, yelling.

The black slender totem on his wrist reminds him of his contract with Yisi at any time.

Thinking of the magic crystal jar containing Eggsia's ashes in the space pocket, Werther's cold eyes were covered with fog.

The contract accidentally imposed on him added several obstacles to his plan.

"You seem to be worried?"

The sudden sound in his ears made the hairs on Werther's neck stand up, and he turned his head abruptly.

Li, who was originally attached to Werther's ear, stood up straight without haste.

Werther looked at Li coldly.

Li raised his hands to show no malice: "I thought you needed shopping guidance."

"I don't need anything."

"Oh?" Li's fox eyes narrowed again with a smile. "If I were you, I might not be so sure, sir."

Werther only felt that his smile was full of calculations.He has no intention of wasting time dealing with glib businessmen.

Li did not follow Werther, who turned away, and stood in the shadow of the shelf.

"People can always find what they need at Pagrama's grocery store." Shadows covered Lee's expression. "Even those who come from darkness... are no exception."

Witter stopped, but didn't look back.

"What do you want to say?" If Adrian heard Werther's tone now, he would be frightened and froze.

Li stood in the shadows without moving.

"I mean, you're always welcome at Pagrama's Grocery."

Until he walked into the sunshine outside the grocery store, Werther's expression still didn't melt.

"Is there anything Werther wants to buy?" Adrian, led by Iss, turned his head curiously.

"No."

"Then why do you keep looking back at Li's store?"

With a cold glance from Werther, Adrian retracted his head.

Aini was at the front with a smile on his head and walked backwards: "This street is very famous. Let me take you to find a place to live~"

Aini obviously played the role of tour guide very well. He likes simple people, and simple dragons.

"Isn't the magic equipment store that Aini mentioned is also near here?" Adrian wanted to visit it very much. He thought Pagrama's store was very interesting.

Aini laughed dryly.

"It's not even business hours yet..."

Adrian looked up.After staying in the grocery store for at least two hours, it was already broad daylight.

"It's a black market." Werther snorted coldly.The grocery store just now was brought in by Aini, and it is obvious that it has not yet opened for business.

Moreover, in the so-called "grocery store", there are many Class C contraband on the counters and shelves.

Aini laughed: "We prefer to call it a special trading market."

Werther sneered and didn't speak.

In the noisy tavern, rough mercenaries gathered around a long table, and there were several rows of cheap wine glasses, and the cold mountain wine almost overflowed the glasses.

It seems that the taverns of every country on the continent of Ori have these rude entertainments.

Usually the winner of the wine competition is either a powerful mercenary, a dwarf who is a natural brewer, or a giant who can drink a lot.So they all burst out laughing when a dark-haired teen who didn't seem to reach their shoulders cheerfully squeezed his way into the crowd and sat down at a table.

Adrian didn't seem to hear the booing in his ears, and his bright eyes were fixed on the wine glasses on the table.

As for why he appeared here, let's turn back the time to a quarter of an hour ago.

They stood on the street in front of the grocery store. It was different from what they saw when they entered the city. The doors on this street were closed, and it seemed that they did not intend to open for business.

In fact, Aini didn't say it out loud. This is the business street under the various facades of Pagrama, where all kinds of prohibited trade goods and illegal industries are concentrated.

In the long street, except for the grocery store I just entered, there is only one tavern that is not closed.

Dragons like fine wine.

Then the picture just appeared. ==

In fact, most of the taverns on the continent of Ori also function as hotels (see Cotata's cranberries).

So when Adrian rushed to the pile of people who were fighting for drinks on the first floor, Werther and Aini consciously registered at the counter in the hallway.

Sitting behind the counter was an old man who looked like he might fall asleep at any time, and asked without raising his eyelids, "How many rooms?"

Werther, who was about to say Sanjian (not counting Aini), was taken a step ahead by Iswin's mellow voice.

"Two rooms."

The old man reached out and groped for a long time in the drawer that was almost emptied by moths.

Two long tin keys were thrown on the counter. "Close upon check-out."

After finishing talking, the old man ignored them.

Aini enthusiastically said that she would come again (to Adrian) to find them, and then walked away in three steps.

Yi Si took the key and walked towards the boiling wine table.

Adrian was picked up from behind.

The fire dragon who was being held by the collar struggled to turn around, and saw a big belly twice as wide as him.

Look up.

A big mouth laughed mockingly in the bushy beard: "Little friend, this is not a place for drinking juice!" Fighting wine is the domain of giants.

Adrian was lifted upside down and kicked his legs. "I want to fight for wine too!"

The giant Severok carried Adrian like a chicken, and was about to throw the ignorant kid out when he felt a cold gaze.

The giant is a born warrior, and the fierce gaze just now was full of killing intent, so he couldn't make a mistake.

He immediately put down the person in his hand and looked in the direction of his gaze.

The oppressive feeling that sent chills down his spine disappeared.

At this moment, Adrian took the opportunity to sneak past his waist.

The burly men who surrounded him thought that the famous and aggressive Severok would throw the black-haired boy out of the street, but the giant let him go for some reason.

At this time, Adrian had already sat in the seat of drinking.

Severok's search failed, and seeing that the wine fight was about to start, he ignored Adrian and sat directly on two stools.

The plump waitress stood flamboyantly at the end of the long table.

"There is no time limit." The beauty announced with a smile. "If you fall down, you lose."

Following her words, cheers erupted in the tavern.

The people sitting in a row with Adrian were obviously regular customers, and their names were mixed in the cheers.

Of course not Adrian.

But Fire Dragon doesn't care about these.

He grinned and picked up the wine glass in front of him.

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"Iss, don't shake anymore, okay, I'll faint."

"It's you who is shaking. Be good, take off your boots."

"That giant's stomach is so big ~ it looks like an oak barrel..."

"Ed, don't sleep on the table."

"Iss."

"kindness?"

"Go to bed and stop shaking."

"...that's not the bed, Ed, stop turning it, the table will shake even more."

"So this is a table...then tell it not to shake anymore."

"..."

Yisi looked at Xiaolong who was finally getting into bed.

Ice knew he liked alcohol, but he didn't expect him to drink so much.

After drinking a giant and a mercenary regiment leader, they fought with the entire tavern.

But the lesson has also come.

In the middle of the night, Xiaolong began to hum and chirp.

"so sad……"

Is stood up from the chair helplessly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to go to bed, but the drunk fire dragon kicked and kicked as soon as he fell asleep, and everything on the bed was kicked away except himself.

All meanings include of course IS.

Adrian closed his eyes uncomfortably and muttered something Ice couldn't understand.

Yisi touched Adrian's forehead with his hand.

In fact, he himself is not sure whether Long is taking his temperature from his forehead.

His hands were cold from sitting on the chair for half the night.

That's why the skin felt hotter.

It seemed that the warmth of Iss' hand made Adrian feel comfortable, and he rubbed against Iss' palm.

Is is a little dazed.

In fact, before Adrian brought the big fruit basket to Rundle to "apology", he had seen this little dragon.

Knowing now, Ice can't help but laugh out loud in retrospect.

The night in the Emerald Valley is quiet, since he left "there" and moved to the Emerald Valley that no one knew about.

He liked to walk alone along the edge of the forest while the moon climbed to the second top of the tallest fir tree in the valley.

If there is enough dew at night, he will go to see his flower fields.

It was a night when the moon was very bright and the dew weighed down the leaves.

In the quiet night without even the sound of insects, in the valley far and near, the barren singing sound is very clear.

Is found it amusing.

In fact, it was the first time in hundreds of years that he had encountered something that was interesting to him.

The singing came from the direction of the flower field.

As Iss approached, the tall bushes could no longer block his sight.

Just in time to see a dangling little dragon flying down.

puff.

He saw that his flower field had been smashed into a big hole.

In the mess, a high butt is particularly conspicuous.

Moonlight flowers are never a good snack.Ice raised an eyebrow.

Sure enough, Xiaolong jumped up all of a sudden, "Pah, blah, blah" in a hurry.

It is obviously a dragon, but it moves like an angry kitten.

Yisi chuckled, but the angry dragon couldn't hear him.

It wasn't until the little dragon flew away muttering that Essie stepped out from the shadow of the bushes.

Not only are moonlight flowers not tasty, they may also have side effects.Iss laughed playfully.

Sure enough, in less than a month, Rundle Hills had its first guest in hundreds of years.

Behind the huge fruit basket was a face as red as the apples in the basket.

"My name is Adrian, and I'm the fire dragon who lives on the other side of the valley. That, that... I'm sorry!"

Ice smiled.

The Adrian in front of him was the same as before, with smooth black hair, a small nose tip, and cat-like round eyes.

No.

Looking at Adrian who was wriggling towards him, Iss reached out and brushed aside the bangs on his forehead.

Maybe... it has become cuter.

Adrian, who was frowning, was dreaming.He dreamed that he was being swung around by giants.

Just when he felt dizzy and about to throw up, the shaking stopped.

A cool wind blew by, and it seemed that a butterfly rested on his lips.

Adrian frowned.

Dragons love the closeness of animals.

So he smiled in his dream.