Palm Dragon

"Let me go!" Aini opened her beautiful big eyes, and the elf's fair skin was dyed a thin layer of pink in anger, which looked very attractive in the night.

But despite the fierce tone, in fact, the elf's strength couldn't even pull Ferrez's fingers.

Trapping Aini in his arms effortlessly, Ferrez did not insult him domineeringly as usual.

"I'm going back to Dragon Island." Fire Dragon suddenly lowered his head, leaning on the elf's shoulder, and his fiery breath made Aini tremble slightly.

There was only a second of silence.The elf's roar came from the corner of the garden undisguised: "That's great! Don't give it away!"

"Why do you always look so awkward?" Ferris was really irritated by his attitude of blowing fur, and bit him on the neck lightly.

"Oh!" The elf jumped up again—and immediately fell silent again.

The licking sensation from the neck made the elf quickly turn red from cheeks to toes: "What are you doing?!"

Ferris looked up, his flaming eyes seemed to burn the whole world: "You also want to walk with me."

Aini glared: "Impossible."

"why?"

The elf choked.

Why?How dare he ask himself that!

All of a sudden, Aini's long-accumulated grievances and conflicts erupted: "Who do you think you are? Why do you say I want to go with you?"

Startled by his sudden violent struggle, Ferris unknowingly let go.

The elf didn't notice it at all, but rushed forward with all his strength and punched and kicked Ferez: "Why are you chasing me? Why..." Afraid that Aini would hurt himself when he got excited, Ferez Clamping his hand, he was about to speak, but saw a drop of crystal liquid slowly slipping down the elf's small pointed chin: "Kiss me..."

This is an invitation—?The stubborn Ferris kissed him instinctively.

"Hiss!" The fire dragon backed away abruptly—it wanted to be gentle and comforting between its lips and teeth, but was suddenly bitten by the elf.

Aini was out of breath from crying a long time ago, and she still didn't forget to continue shaking her fist at Ferris: "I'm asking why you kiss me!"

"Kissing you still needs conditions?" Ferris licked the blood oozing from his lower lip, his expression was very surprised: "Of course I want to kiss you—oh!"

This time, Aini directly greeted Ferrez's vitals with his feet - even if it was a dragon, some parts were still very fragile.

But Ferris didn't bother to jump, because the elf looked like he was about to explode.

"Then why don't you kiss another elf? The flower elf is more beautiful than me!"

"How can they be like you..." Ferris suddenly understood something in the middle of speaking.

The sobbing elf kicked him again, but when he wanted to turn around, the fire dragon hugged him firmly again: "Aini..."

The elf's tears were carefully wiped away by the fire dragon: "I know... I never told you that I like you, right?"

Ernie blew his nose forcefully into the hand that Ferrez wiped away his tears.

"...Ani, I still like you."

He was answered by a louder blowing of the nose.

in the room.

Seeing Cappadocia's indifferent face, Yisi fell silent for a while.

For a moment, there was only Adrian's thin cry and the crackling of the candle wick in the room.

"I forgot that you don't care about these things." Mr. Noble looked at the little chubby dragon in his arms. He was sleeping soundly, and at some point his paws grabbed the sleeve of Iss' nightgown again.

"...God will not interfere with you." The steward said slowly. "If both you and the angel suffer, the happiest person will be the benevolent and selfless God of Light."

"Ah——. You must not let Garnandi hear your words. The little prince who has always been loved can't stand the blow." Mr. Noble blinked and said in a relaxed tone.

The little prince... Cappadocia thought.

Such a description of that holy and proud angel is surprisingly...appropriate.

Before being sealed, Garnandi was the darling of the well-known gods. As long as he is willing to smile, even if he stands at the end of hell, the surroundings will become bright and happy.

If there's anything wrong with the mighty, beautiful, and blessed angel of all things, it's probably the arch-demon Al Rufado.

In fact, not only Garnandi, but Al Rufado is also a thorn in the heart of the God of Light.

If God has his heart.

In fact, neither Alrufado nor Iss has the slightest intention of letting his dark power penetrate the world and kill God-this may sound a bit ironic, but the great demon with the strongest dark power is actually an indisputable Lovers of peace without buckle.

"Mr. Bello said that they will leave tomorrow." Mr. Noble suddenly changed the subject.

"Saka is dead?" Cappadocia can easily figure out what's going on.

"The barrier is about to collapse." Iss's long silver hair hung down on the chubby dragon's face, causing several moderate sneezes. "Oops. It's dangerous..."

Mr. Noble quickly pulled away his hair before it was burned.

"Now the entire continent is staring at that city, regardless of what the Holy See will do... Countless demons must be watching."

The newly awakened, pure and innocent angel is undoubtedly the most coveted prey of countless hunters lurking in the shadows.

Nodding in agreement with the butler's analysis, Mr. Noble sighed. "This time, can I watch?"

"If he dies, you will die too." Cappadocia said succinctly.

"I know Garnandi's ability very well, and, besides, there is a partner who is willing to go through fire and water for him, isn't it?"

Cappadocia said unhurriedly: "... Lan is the adopted son of the Archangel."

Mr. Noble looked as if he saw a female goat just gave birth to an elephant.

"Lan is now one of the seven elders of the blood clan, but 1000 years ago..." As a prince, as long as Cappadocia is willing, he can still know a lot of things.

Even some taboo histories.

"Hearing what you said, this story is not difficult to imagine." Yi Si laughed softly.What about adopted children and pets?

As far as Iss knows, angels are a group of strange creatures who are habitually sympathetic to others - they think they treat all things equally, but they never put the objects of grace on an equal footing with themselves.

It is not so much kindness as charity.

According to this routine, Lan's origin is not difficult to explain.The archangel stationed in the land of Ori picked up a dying creature from the roadside|battlefield|field, and out of kindness, he crossed the border to take it in for treatment--before the demons and angels collapsed, the boundary between darkness and light was far away. So obvious now.

But Iss doesn't think that Garnandi will really treat Lan as an adopted son. Except for gods and the same kind, angels will not have real feelings for any creature.

The real version of the story cannot be determined now, but it is a fact that a poor little vampire whom Garnandi took care of has now become the hero who destroyed the enchantment that imprisoned him.

"The dragon decided to go back." Iss recalled the brief conversation between Bello and himself. "Dragon King believes that it is best to take a wait-and-see attitude towards the current state of the mainland."

Cappadocia looked at the fat dragon who was sleeping in the arms of Mr. Noble.

"He said that when Ed's fangs grow out, he will be a big dragon." Yi Si's eyes softened involuntarily. "'A truly majestic and brave Charmander.'"

Be a truly majestic and brave Charmander—this is the most common sentence that the little fat dragon talks about when he takes the oath of manhood.

Iss' fingers gently traced down Adrian's small ears.

"Ed said that when he grows up, I can sit on his back and explore together in the vastest forest and the deepest canyon. Dragons can always find great treasures." Mr. Noble seemed to think of something, suddenly laughed. "He looks like he can't even carry a wine barrel."

The butler was silent for a while, thinking it would be better to keep quiet for the time being.

Because Mr. Noble now is more like talking to himself.

But Ice quickly raised his head: "What time is it?"

"Midnight." Cappadocia estimated the time. "how……"

At this time, the housekeeper's question was resolved when he saw a black shadow suddenly appearing on the floor of the room.

Midnight, the most powerful hour of the day for the necromancers.

In a way, the black cloak they were quite familiar with slowly emerged from the shadows.

"Long time no see, Werther." Iss looked at Adrian, and whispered hello to the visitor who suddenly appeared in the room.

The necromancer still had the same pale face, but obviously no longer haggard, and saluted Mr. Noble.

"I will always keep my promise." In fact, Iss was quite generous to the young necromancer, and Werther knew it very well.

"Seeing that your wish has come true." Mr. Noble smiled.

Something in the necromancer's cloak was emitting a faint sword aura-no matter what it was, it couldn't be something a necromancer would carry.

Werther didn't speak, but glanced at Little Fat Dragon.

Mr. Noble kissed Adrian's nose: "Let's start, Werther."

……╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭... Adrian had a very long dream.

He had dreams often, but none of them made him feel as wrong as they did now.

The little black dragon could feel a very gentle touch passing over his cheeks, he was very familiar with this feeling.

When he was in the Emerald Valley, the wind spirit would often tease him like this.

He suddenly didn't want to open his eyes anymore.

Bello's voice was as gentle as ever, coming from in front of him: "Ed, are you awake?"

Little Fat Dragon slowly opened his eyes.

Probably because of the long scales, he felt that there was no place in his body that was not dull pain.

The elegant white dragon flew across the blue sea, followed by several equally majestic giant dragons.

The little black dragon lay quietly on the white dragon's back, with a beautiful silver silk pouch tied around its neck.

Bailong's speed didn't slow down because of Adrian's silence: "Ed... will arrive at Dragon Island soon."

Adrian dug out for a long time, and took out a beautiful little thing from the bag.

An ancient and beautiful emerald ring lay in his paw.

Adrian knew what was in the ring—the little boar he had left over, the beautiful flowers picked by the side of the road, the second-hand antiques found in the towns along the way, the gorgeous big bed seen at the auction... His's space ring.

Little Fat Dragon stuffed the ring back into the pouch around his neck, and continued to lie on his stomach quietly.

It turns out that this is what I imagined countless times when I was a child, the feeling of flying with my father.

I have been looking forward to it for so long, so I should obviously be overjoyed.

But why do I want to cry...

Bello's neck stiffened for a moment, but he decided to pretend he didn't hear the loud sobbing sound from his back.

The shadows of the giant dragons quickly swept across the sea, and the dragon island was ahead.

The author has something to say: this is the end of this article - that is impossible.

Still, but it's nearing the end.

If it really ends like this, I guess my life will be accounted for.

But I have to say, once I think about the ending, I find that it seems that the ending chapter can be put on immediately... ==

Alright, we are now accepting extra proposals.

It's been too long since I wrote it, and I don't remember that I promised to write a side story. Orz, when I was wandering around, I found that you can't ask questions when the author has something to say...?It seems that Orz will be suspected of scoring points, so when you mention the story, you can build a building or score zero points.

The matter of Yisi will not end until the main text is explained, and the supporting actors will explain it in the episode.

As for Aini and Ferris at the beginning of this chapter... Well, I admit that I have broken through the lower limit of dog blood, and I thought I was writing an evil romance for countless times.

Thank you everyone for supporting a little rookie for so long~~~~~~~~(≧▽≦)/~ Let’s say it first, don’t delete all the articles immediately when it’s over, but take your time to delete and accept, it’s too intense will pity my heart...