man riding a dinosaur

The owner of Derrance is a duke with more than enough wealth. He has a son and a daughter. The daughter married another family very early, so she dotes on Hart, who was born as the youngest son.

Hart Gabriel Derence has been spoiled by the sky since he was a child. In Santa Cassia, he wants the stars and the moon.If he wants it, the Duke of Durance will give it.

Fortunately, what the proud heir of the duke wants are small gadgets, otherwise the whole city might be taken away by him.

Six months ago, the head of the family suffered from an inexplicable strange disease, and the pharmacist summoned said that it could be cured only by making a decoction with a single herb in the black forest.Hart, who was left unattended, ran into the black forest by himself, and did not come out after entering, until the chief guard Lev brought him back a few days ago.

"I have written a letter to inform the Duke, and they will be back in a few days."

Lev reported respectfully, wondering if it was because of the fact that Klaus was brought into the Colosseum last time, these days he would hide from Klaus whenever he could, and seldom would take the initiative to come over.

Hart was pulling Klaus out.

They ran out every day for the past two days, and almost ran all over Santa Cassia. It was useless for Hart's memory, but they ran all the food and play in the city.

In just a few days, this little guy has already gained a lot of weight, and his face is radiant and smooth after eating.

"We're not going to eat today, Hart? Accompany me to sell the dragon armor today." Klaus discussed.

Hart's face collapsed, he thought for a while, then leaned over and whispered, "Aren't you going to eat stewed fish?"

"Let's go another day."

Hart was a little disappointed, as if he lacked something without food.

"Can I go after it's sold out?"

Klaus pulled him over and rubbed the soft blond hair on his head tenderly, like coaxing a child who hasn't grown up yet.

"I still want to ask craftsmen to grind dragon horns into weapons, can you go with me?"

"You finally don't use that broken dagger?"

Hart grinned, jumped out of his hand, stroked his tousled hair, held his head up and toes, very rich and powerful.

"What do you want? I'll buy it for you!"

Klaus laughed. The dagger was a bit old, but he got used to it after a few years. It was a pity that it was lost in the fight a few days ago. Unexpectedly, Hart had been thinking about it all the time, and his small face was so angry.

So proud, but she wanted to block him.

"Then I want an egg of Fengshen pterosaur."

The local rich man's face froze for a moment, and then he remembered the lie he had told before, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, he laughed dryly, and pushed him outside.

"I'll talk about it later, I'll talk about it later, let's go buy a sword first."

Klaus smiled and was pushed out the door by him. As early as when he knew that Hart was actually a human, he discovered that the eggs of the Aeolian pterosaur were all lying to him, but since Hart himself still remembered, it was also Not going to tell him.

Just use this matter to suppress him, and this wayward little dinosaur will be more obedient in the future.

Klaus secretly made a small calculation, the two came to the forging room, and saw an unfamiliar acquaintance before entering the door.

"Isn't this Hart? What? Did you go shopping with slaves?"

Klaus looked up and saw that it was the man who was bidding with Hart in the Colosseum that day, with one leg straddling the steps, looking at them with distasteful expressions.

Glancing at it and continuing to walk in, Hart ignored him.

"Stop! Hart, won't you say hello when you see me?" The man was a little bit reluctant, and just blocked the door with his hand.

Hart didn't want him at first, but frowned when he saw him blocking the door.

"Who are you? I don't know you."

Choking on this obviously shameless remark, the man's eyes showed a hint of disappointment, which fell into Klaus's eyes.

This was obviously a deliberate attempt to make things difficult, but the man was not annoyed, and was surprisingly patient, and introduced himself again.

"I'm Angus of the Gregory family."

Klaus couldn't help but look at him a few more times, waiting for Hart's reaction.

"Oh, can I go in?"

The obvious perfunctory attitude made Claus suddenly laugh, feeling a little flustered, and stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Mr. Gregory, may we be allowed in?"

Angus glared at the slave, feeling that the smile on his lips was particularly obtrusive, but Hart liked his appearance very much.There was no point in stopping him any longer, so he withdrew his hand angrily.

The unhappy expression on Hart's face was swept away, and he pulled Klaus, who was still about to talk, into it.

"Why did that person make you angry?"

As soon as he entered the door, Klaus asked with a smile.Although Hart is usually a bit willful, his temper is not bad, and he is still polite to strangers. This is the first time he has been hostile to others.

Hart didn't look at Klaus, felt guilty for some reason, and faltered.

"What can he do to make me angry, I don't know him, let's go and see what weapons are available."

Obviously changing the subject, Klaus raised his eyebrows. Something must have happened during the two days he was away. Looking at Angus, he knew that the two must be hiding something from him, and he cared very much.

Looking back, that person also followed in, with even more doubts in his heart, just as he was about to ask, Hart had already walked to a wall covered with weapons.

The best forging room in Santa Cassia here, with excellent craftsmanship and magic, claims that all materials can be forged, and the display of swords of various materials on the wall really proves this.

However, there is another troublesome rule in this shop, that is, it will not easily make weapons for people.

"Master Derrance."

The boss, who was never easy to be a weapon, came out and grabbed Hart with his chubby hands.

"Master Derence really hasn't come for a long time. What are you going to forge this time? Is it handcuffs? Or bows and arrows?"

handcuffs?

Casting puzzled eyes at him, Hart shrugged, expressing that he didn't know either.It's just that this person seemed to know him very well, which made him a little embarrassed and at a loss, so he had no choice but to look at Klaus for help.

Klaus stifled a laugh, and seemed to be able to see the pink tail behind his ass wagging from side to side, softening his posture and hoping for his help.

But he didn't want to help him so soon, Klaus thought maliciously.Seeing Hart's face flushed red, he was so anxious that he wanted to explain incoherently, and at the same time regarded himself as hope, an indescribable satisfaction filled his heart.

Accustomed to the life of dinosaurs, he still doesn't know how to deal with people normally.

The little dinosaur trusted himself the most.

Klaus hid the smirk at the corner of his mouth, and finally raised his hand to rescue the little dinosaur that had scratched its head, but was preempted.

"Boss, Hart just came back, don't scare him."

A person came out halfway, Klaus stopped his hand in the air, and his face darkened instantly.

Angus smiled very skillfully, saved Hart from the "claw" of the boss of the forge, put him behind him to protect him, and greeted Hart politely.

The more unpleasant it is to see him.

A wave of anger rose slowly from the bottom of my heart, rolled up and down again.

No one else to blame, only himself to blame.

"Hart."

Klaus yelled.

The little guy standing behind Angus looked over, turned his head, and walked to the other side.

Angry.

Klaus felt a little uncomfortable, but after all, it was his own fault.

He walked over and squeezed beside him, pointing to a dagger on the wall in front of Hart, a little fawning.

"Can you buy this for me?"

Humph.

Hart snorted heavily, acting like I'm still angry and you better not talk to me.

The position is reversed.

"You buy this for me, and I'll take you to eat later." Klaus softened his tone and took out his favorite things to lure.

But this time Hart was resolute and raised his head without speaking.

Klaus scratched his head, feeling that he might be really angry this time, and it was useless to even say to take him to eat, and he had no choice for a while.

But Angus squeezed in again at this time, and Klaus moved his body to separate the two.Hart had already turned and left, heading straight for the gate.

Klaus hurriedly chased after him, and stopped when he saw him at the door, his tone was somewhat compromised and angry, which seemed extraordinarily loud.

"Boss, send the magician's dagger inlaid with purple to my house."

Take a look, I still miss him.

Hart hurried all the way, and Klaus couldn't find anything to say, so he had to follow him all the way to the door.

"I'm still angry."

Hart stood on the steps, raised his head, and looked at Klaus from the top to the bottom. His face was full of seriousness in the past two days, but there was no deterrence.

Only his pointed chin and nostrils were visible from this angle, and Klaus stifled a smile, trying to look serious.

"What do I have to do to forgive me?"

Hart's eyes were very serious, his face was puffed up, and after careful consideration, he reluctantly said: "I won't give you the Fengshen pterosaur's eggs anymore, you make me angry."

Klaus was taken aback for a moment, he had been thinking about this for a long time before he died.

Frowning, thinking hard, finally compromised silently.

"Okay, no more."

The eyes of the still angry person lit up, and a smirk appeared on his mouth, but he still held his head high and continued to issue orders.

"What you said just now, go buy a copy and bring it back to me."

Klaus nodded, honestly, but pretended to mention it casually: "Okay. Then that Angus likes you..."

What a narrow-minded dragon knight.

"It's none of my business that he likes me, I don't like him... Hahaha, what are you talking about? Go and buy me something, if you don't go, it will be closed."

The little tail was raised high, and Hart was satisfied now, so he spoke directly without thinking, and only reacted halfway through the sentence.

Klaus said nothing, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

Just now he said that Angus likes him?That bastard who likes to argue with his little dinosaur as soon as they meet!

Hart felt a chill on his back, the words stuck in his throat, and suddenly lost his momentum just now, he walked down the steps silently, raised his head, his watery eyes were full of pity.

"I have nothing to do with him."

"So it's really related?"

Recalling that when he was in the Colosseum, that person looked at Hart differently, and Klaus couldn't help cursing that he found out too late.

Now I can only clenched my fists and said viciously: "Tell me when I come back from shopping."

☆, take it easy

The author has something to say: Yesterday’s update was copied by me and I missed a paragraph, at the end, I can go back and make up for it...