Palm Dragon

Dragons are strange creatures.

They have a life that is so long that there is no end. Unlike other creatures, they have an innate perception of life when they are first born.

Occasionally, in the warm winter sun, Adrian would think of some vague but deeply imprinted memories.

He remembers the warmth of the water enveloping him, the reassuring pulsation, and the lazy doze.

That feeling made him feel extremely safe.

He didn't know what it was until much later.

"That was the beginning of life, Ed," said Morley.

"When you formed in the egg and began to have the ability to perceive yourself and the world, life gave you this memory." Molly's eyes were as gentle as usual. "Every dragon will remember its first heartbeat, and there is nothing more heartwarming than that."

The beginning of life.

But Adrian had no extra thoughts at the time. "I just remember the pain in the paws and forehead when the shell broke - Molly, I want a fruit roll."

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Adrian didn't really understand what Molly meant until his paw touched the carefully guarded egg in the big room with only the fire.

How warm life is, how sad he is at that time.

Adrian didn't quite remember how many times he tried to make sure that it was indeed a lifeless egg, and how much effort he had to keep his tears from falling when he turned around.

There was a little dragon who disappeared before he could take a look at the outside world and know that he had a father who loved him so much.

Except for an egg that was indistinguishable from a stone, the little dragon left no trace of its former existence.

Landis rubbed Adrian's head.

Bello had never seen his own child, and the existence of the child came together with the news that he was no longer in this world.

Bello was of noble pedigree and undoubted talent, handsome in appearance and gentle in character.In Dragon Clan, such a young dragon is always hot.

But just like many popular novels and stories, a noble family background often means an authoritarian parent.

"In any case, Bello's wife was not part of his future plans at the time," Landis said. "So Bello, who had just grown up, voluntarily went to the front line. At that time, the dragon clan and the demon clan had some irreconcilable conflicts, and he thought that the battlefield would arouse his interest more than his new wife."

But the young Bello didn't know that what happened after he left his hometown would make him regret it for the rest of his life.

Bello, who simply felt that the marriage was too strange made him uncomfortable, hastily and stubbornly chose the battlefield, but the too young dragon didn't understand the horror of war at all.

The war was far longer and more difficult than Bello expected.

During the period of drastic changes in Dragon Island, they even lost contact with their hometown for a while.

It was not until the Dragon Island with internal and external troubles that the Dragon King at that time had to give in, and the war that hurt both sides basically subsided.

But when Bello, who had almost lost his life on the battlefield several times, returned, Dragon Island was no longer what it was when he left.

That's when Bello learned that he had a child—and that he had lost both his wife and the child.

"It is said that the egg fell into the lava abyss in the chaos, where there are countless abyss worms that swallow poisonous mist. Young dragon eggs can withstand high temperature and impact, but they have no resistance to the permeating poisonous mist force."

Fallen into the lair of the Worms of the Abyss, no dragon thought the child would survive.

"When Bello brought the egg back, everyone thought he was crazy, because of the egg that had almost turned into a fossil." The Dragon King's voice was somewhat helpless. "We told him that it wasn't necessarily his child. But we also had to admit that it was the only possibility at that time - the chance of finding a second dragon egg that was abandoned in that place was the same as the chance of letting the sun in the sky not shine big."

But Bello stubbornly put the egg into the fire, keeping the temperature most suitable for hatching young dragons.

It has been kept like that for 300 years. Even when I left my hometown, I took it with me and went to see it every day, looking forward to any changes.

Bello was unwilling to take any advice or build a headstone for his own child.

Like everyone else, Landis knew that the egg would never hatch, but if Bello was stopped, his general would probably be driven mad with guilt.

No one can tell how much he has feelings for his newly married wife who separated soon, but the child who continued his blood disappeared when he didn't know it. Bello's heartache and self-blame are really seen in Randy's heart. In Si's eyes.

In Bello's view, the loss of his wife and children was punishment for shying away from his responsibilities when he was young.

So when the Dragon King acquiesced to Bello's pointless care of an egg, no nosy dragon jumped out to mock or accuse Bello of his actions.

Adrian sniffled.

Bei Luo, who would hug himself and dangle, and Bei Luo who would wipe his paws, unexpectedly had such a heavy past.

Bello, who was watching the fire alone in the big empty room, must have hoped that a miracle would happen to revive the egg.

After waiting for a long time, hope will be slowly worn away, and then only the terrifying loneliness will be left.

Just like when I was in Emerald Valley.

"Oh, what are you crying for?" Landis picked up the sheet and wiped Adrian's nose, and the little black dragon blew his nose hard on the Dragon King's hand.

"So, would you like to accompany Bello?" A chubby adopted son might cheer up his general.

Landis can understand Bello's self-blame, but it doesn't mean he is willing to see Bello continue to indulge in a dead egg (especially that egg is not necessarily Bello's child).

So when the Dragon King was thinking about how to steal a little dragon to make Bello empathize and divert his attention from the egg, the drunk little black dragon appeared.

Sometimes his luck is so good that he can't even think about it.Landis thought.

The little black dragon turned over with red eyes and thought carefully.

He just wanted to see his father, and he didn't have any yearning for Dragon Island except for some vague impressions when he was just born.

He prefers emerald valleys with orchards and lakes.

What's more, there are beautiful Yisi and Leiden who can make desserts in the valley.

He likes Bello being so nice to him, but...

"I don't want to go to Dragon Island." Adrian said slowly.

Landis was a little surprised. The dragon had an indelible attachment to his hometown. The little black dragon's refusal made the Dragon King feel incredible.

"I have friends here." The little black dragon gestured with his paw. "A lot of friends. Not on Dragon Island."

"...you can make new friends on Dragon Island." Landis said.

"But they don't like me," Adrian said.

Landis was silent.Even if he is the Dragon King, he can't control the thoughts of other dragons.

Adrian lives alone away from Dragon Island, and the reason must not be that a little dragon feels more comfortable away from home.In fact, he wasn't sure what kind of look such a little black dragon would get on the current Dragon Island.

"And," the little fat dragon twitched again. "There is someone I like in Emerald Valley."

That's the point.

Landis raised the corner of his mouth jokingly.

"You don't need to rush to give an answer." Landis touched his stomach. "You can think it over and tell him your decision in person."

The sleeping incense was very useful, and Adrian gradually felt that his stomach was not so sad. The previous diarrhea consumed too much energy, and he cried again, and began to feel a little sleepy.

The Dragon King saw Adrian yawned and was about to stand up when the hem of his robe was caught.

The little black dragon drooped its eyelids, but insisted on not loosening Landis's robe.

He still has important things to ask.

"Are you dragons from Dragon Island to participate in the Full Moon Festival?"

"Yes~" the Dragon King smiled.

"Then... is the Dragon King coming?"

"You want to see the Dragon King?" Landis became interested.

Adrian, who was trapped in the bed, shook his head, and his eyelids began to droop. "I want to know if the general who is directly under the Dragon King's guard has come..."

Landis squatted down beside the bed: "General?"

Adrian yawned again.

"Are you here?" Little Black Dragon tried not to close his eyes.

Landis looked at the little fat dragon struggling between waking and sleeping, and Adrian wanted to find the direct guard...?

"Well...is he a friend of Adrian's?" Landis thought for a while.

He was answered by a thin cry.

Adrian was still asleep.

The Dragon King gently pulled back the corner of Adrian's paw, stood up and flicked the little black dragon's head in the air: "Aren't you always with him? General Bello."

The little black dragon was already fast asleep.

However, why did Adrian seek Bello?

Unable to think of an answer, Landis shrugged and closed the door gently.

Silence returned in the room, and Adrian buried himself deeper in the quilt.

Without Yisi's embrace, Adrian instinctively let the quilt wrap him up.

Both Bello and the maid came in to have a look, but the little black dragon didn't make any movement other than snoring and kicking the quilt.

So night fell quietly.

The Hall of Shengde is a tall stone building, so the range of shadows spread is particularly large.

In a corner that the tall guards couldn't notice, a small skeleton rabbit slowly crawled out from the shadow of a flower bush.

Rabbit raised his head, sniffed the air, and got into the flowerbed.

"What sound?" Long, who had good hearing, heard a faint rustling sound in the flower garden.

The tender pink petals sway gently in the night wind.

A spear plucked among the flowers.

"Probably a nocturnal short-haired mouse. Be careful, these flowers are said to be very precious."

The spear was retracted.

After the footsteps and voices disappeared, the grass rustled again.

The four bony short legs walked fast, stopping in the hidden shadows from time to time to smell the smell in the air.

In addition to the midnight moisture, there is also the smell of a sweet baby dragon sleeping soundly.

Its goal tonight, right there.