The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

The activity field built behind the Alliance Castle is exactly the same as that of the Aowei Barracks. In addition to the archery field, there are also facilities such as a polo field and a fencing arena. It is only because the five-headed dragons are inconvenient to be divided into two groups, so they compete with each other. to spend a leisurely afternoon.

In fact, the Dragon Clan didn't have the habit of training to use weapons. The accuracy of everyone's archery was hovering on the verge of barely hitting the target.

Gregar was an exception. He used to be the chief commander of the Aowei troll army. He occasionally practiced various weapons with the troll soldiers on the training ground. The soldiers underestimated him, so in the current archery competition, his archery skills are simply outstanding.

Lena's cheers from the stands not far away were also continuous.

At the end of the five rounds, Gregor won again without any suspense. Lina immediately climbed over the fence of the stand and rushed directly into Gregal's arms.

In Ilsa's words, it flew into Brother Gary's arms. Now it seems that it is not an exaggeration. Seeing Lina jumping over the fence, holding the skirt, and running with double shadows, it really looks like It was a butterfly, flying lightly towards Gregar.

"See Your Highness the God of War." Lina lifted her skirt playfully and saluted Gary, "Congratulations on your victory again."

Gregar was so happy that the corners of his mouth began to tremble. When he lost control of his emotions, he didn't know what expression to make, and his expression often appeared confused.

He reached out his hand to Lina and asked her in a low voice: "Do you like to watch archery? There is no suspense about the outcome. I thought you would be impatient."

"Cough! Cough cough!" Several dragons around began to cough loudly, reminding this arrogant dragon to respect the opponent a little bit, what does it mean that there is no suspense in the outcome?

Lena put her hands around the back of Gregar's neck and replied in a low voice: "When I watched you train soldiers in the tribe, I was fascinated. You can always win all competitions effortlessly, as if you have all the talents in the world. , what exactly do you not have?"

"Brain?" Ilsa on the side rushed to answer.

Jealousy distorted Fat Dragon's countenance.

From the corner of his eye, he kept shooting at the little elf sitting in the stands.

At first, the elf was amused by Lena's running posture, probably thinking of Ilsa's imitation, and then chatted with Claude on the side.

There is no sign of learning from Lina.

Ilsa walked back to the arrow path, raised her bow, and fired a few more arrows at the target, trying to attract the elf's attention.

"You've never held a bow before, have you?" Hefei asked from behind.

She walked up to Ilsa and reached out to touch his hand on the bow wall, intending to teach him the correct grasping posture.

But Ilsa raised her arms, avoiding her touch.

Hefei withdrew her hand, looked up at Ilsa, with calm expectation written in her eyes.

Ilsa looked sideways at her, and raised her finger to the west of the shooting range - the scoreboard next to the attendants.

Hefei followed the point he was pointing at, and found that the dragon was reminding her: just now his archery score was two rings higher than hers.

Heffie immediately explained: "I really haven't seriously practiced archery, but I have learned the basics of grasping and standing posture. You are very talented. If you also learn these, you will get better results."

Boy Long didn't answer, and suddenly turned his head to look beside him, his purple pupils immediately flashed with excitement.

Here comes Hino.

Heffy felt that this elf always appeared inappropriately, arbitrarily stealing all Ilsa's attention.

Hino didn't seem to notice Hefei's dissatisfaction, he smiled at Ilsa: "I watched you practice arrows."

In fact, he was holding back his panting at the moment, lest his sudden approach to Ilsa's side seemed too weird.

He didn't know what he was doing here, but when he saw Heffi approaching Ilsa, he climbed over the fence and ran over, running faster than Lena just now. He wanted to hear what Ilsa and Hefei were talking about , if he is not listening, he will be very disturbed.

Hefei didn't feel that he was just here to participate in the conversation. Some kind of silent war drum was already beating. Hefei took a step forward vigilantly and turned back to the topic just now: "Don't let your prime minister down. If you want to practice archery well, you must start from Start by learning the correct posture."

Ilsa didn't answer, his eyes were still fixed on the elf, he handed the bow aside, and when the attendant took the bow, he opened the hand holding the bow and asked for the elf's hand.

The elf gave Ilsa his hand, turned and left, quietly winning the battle.

Heffy froze on the spot, the ignited fighting spirit had not been extinguished, and the battle had already been decided.

"Hey." Absolun walked over to her and said, "That kid may have prepared a surprise for you."

Hefei turned to look at him.

"Ilsa seems to have awakened earlier than other dragons in some aspects. He may ask you to have a candlelight dinner tonight. You can prepare it in advance." Abu Sauron showed a mysterious smile.

In the evening, Ilsa did not come to the restaurant to dine with everyone.

Hefei also left the table early and went back to the room to dress up, preparing for the surprise that Abu Sauron said.

At the same time, Hino has been pulled into Ilsa's wing.

"Why are you lighting so many candles?" Hino was stunned by the starry candlelight in the room: "Didn't Aowei's attendants prepare oil lamps for you?"

"Lena and brother Gary also use this to eat in the room." Ilsa felt that the elf's reaction would never be the same as he expected.

"They have a candlelight dinner." Shino looked puzzled: "A candlelight dinner only needs one or two candlesticks. Did you find all the candles in the entire castle? Although I also want to burn this place with a fire." Take you home, but you can't make your intent to set fire too obvious! It's out of style, Ilsa."

It was inevitable that the fire would need to be extinguished halfway through dinner, so Shino blew out all the candles in the room one by one, and lit brighter oil lamps.

The atmosphere that Ilsa had quietly arranged for the whole afternoon disappeared in an instant. He looked at the extinguished candles around him a little disappointed, and remembered that when Abu Sauron said that he wanted to "open the seat for the other party in a gentlemanly way", it was already a step late——

Hino walked to the table by himself and was just about to sit down.

There was a rubbing sound behind him, and it was Ilsa who rushed over to help him pull the chair back.

However, Hino had already done this by himself to move the chair, and now Ilsa moved the chair back again.

He just sat down on the ground.

Ilsa immediately let go of the back of the chair and put the criminal hand behind her back.

The elf just sat on the floor in shock, looking up at the little bad dragon.

Xinuo never dreamed that one day the dragon would use the method of teasing the mermaid brother on him!

Ilsa was at a loss for words, bent down and handed her hand to Hino, persuading gently: "Are you hungry?"

Hino turned his head, ignored the little stinky dragon whose wings had stiffened, and sat on the floor alone with a heartbroken heart.

However, once the dragon's wings are hardened, many things cannot be controlled by the elves.

The little elf lying on the ground was "lifted up" by the dragon who was teasing him, and put it back on the chair.

Ilsa pushed the chair and elf back to the dining table, pretending everything was going to plan.

"Ilsa will become more and more misbehaving when she grows up?"

Ilsa was frightened by Hino's sudden questioning and choked on a mouthful of juice.

Did the elf realize something before he even stuck out his tongue?

Ilsa, who thought that her evil intentions were exposed, broke the jar instead, raised her eyes and looked at Hino with determination: "Nanna's goodness is not necessarily the same as Issa's goodness."

Hino's disappointment doubled.

What does Ilsa mean?

Will what he fears happen?

Hino lowered his head and cut the food on the dinner plate, and asked as calmly as possible: "If one day, like brother Gary, your beloved

If you want to stay in Aowei, will you stay in Aowei with her for a long time? "

Ilsa looked up at Hino in surprise.

Hino lowered his head and explained: "I'm just asking casually, don't be nervous, no matter what you decide, I will..." He said in a very low voice and with great reluctance: "I support you."

Ilsa tilted her head and looked at him, and asked inexplicably: "Then, do you want to stay in Aowei? The people don't want it... is it okay?"

I can't see that this is such an irresponsible elf prime minister.

Because Xinuo cared too much about his answer, he was very nervous, and he was silent for more than ten seconds before he figured out what he meant.

He chuckled, and finally raised his eyes to look at Ilsa, and resumed his usual satisfied eyes, "I mean another kind of beloved, who is different from me or Di Carlo and Tyron Love is also one of the most important people in life."

Ilsa's purple pupils turned around: "Mom?" reluctantly added: "Dad?"

Hino's mood inexplicably became particularly good: "You will understand when you grow up, don't worry."

His worries were unnecessary, Ilsa really didn't have that kind of thought about the female dragon.

Not long after, Hino found that Ilsa was a little strange tonight.

Ilsa's dinner plate was already empty, but she didn't ring the bell to call the waiter, and she drank every drop of juice. Like a patient hunter, Ilsa sat across the round table and stared quietly at Hino,

Hino was a little hairy, and asked in a low voice: "Are you full after eating a few slices of foie gras? Ask the dining room to fry two more steaks for you?"

Ilsa shook her head firmly.

He glanced down at Shino's dinner plate, and there were only a few small pieces of foie gras left.

After a little hesitation, Ilsa still showed her patience in a gracious manner: "Then, isn't that full? You can... order another half steak."

Hino lowered his head and picked up the penultimate piece of foie gras, slowly put it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed, still couldn't hold back his anger, and looked at the stingy Panglong opposite: "What can I do if you order me a whole piece of steak?" What about it? Am I a big eater? When you were a child, I didn’t secretly throw you to someone else’s house even if you had five cans of goat’s milk a day!”

Ilsa thought for a while, and corrected honestly: "Na Na eats very slowly."

His patience was almost at the limit. The image of the elf licking the fork with his tongue just now made Ilsa feel his heart go numb. Now he saw the extinguished candles all over the room, as if he was sticking out his tongue.