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

Unlike the emperor a few hundred years later, Xinuo is only facing a dragon cub in his early teens at this moment. He feels that he should teach this dragon cub a little lesson so that he can maintain a little respect for elves in the future.

Not only did Shino, who was thrown to the ground, show no panic, but he showed a confident smirk at the dragon cub who was holding him down——I can't beat you in hundreds of years, and I can't beat you in teens. you?

A green shadow suddenly flashed in Xinuo's golden pupils, and the surrounding vegetation grew wildly like vines. The moment the vines touched the dragon boy's ankles, Xinuo was caught off guard by the dragon and stood up, turned over and strangled him. neck, facing the deserted field ahead.

It wasn't until the six-headed dragon warrior who was chasing after him appeared in the distant sky that Xinuo realized that the dragon cub behind him took him as a hostage.

"Welcome the opponent openly and aboveboard. If you fail, you will be taken back to the palace. Hiding behind the elf and trembling, you will be taken back to the palace in the end." Hino, who was strangled by the neck, teased the dragon cub behind him desperately: "No Thinking that our mighty God of War Ilsa chose the latter, do you want my brother to hug you?"

Hino likes to play this kind of joke with Irsa, because the emperor who will be hundreds of years later will rarely show any emotions, and only when he questions his fighting power again, he will be very unconvinced and prove it to Hino with actions look.

But Hino overlooked a blind spot—Ilsa behind him was a fiery little dragon cub.

The dragon cub countered dangerously in a low voice: "Then if you watch me defeat those bastards and let you die in my hands, can you promise me not to hold my feet and beg me to let you go?" you?"

A gust of evening wind blew past the ears, and Ilsa's warm breath still lingered in the earlobe.

Hino pretended to be nervous and asked softly: "Are you on tiptoe, Ilsa? It's hard to speak in the ear of an elf who is half your head taller, isn't it?" Hino, who was half a lifetime shorter than the emperor dragon, didn't let go Take any chance of "revenge mocking".

"..." The dragon cub behind him didn't expect this elf to be so fearless, and his thoughts were disrupted for a while.

At this moment, several dragons in the distance seemed to sense Ilsa's aura, and the frequency of hunting around suddenly became intense.

In the next second, Ilsa felt the elf in his arms swam out of his arms like a fish.

The elf turned over and protected the young dragon into his arms. Sand and dust rose up all around, and pieces of broken golden light spots gradually condensed into one, wrapping Irsa and the elf in the center, completely isolating them from the outside world.

In the shining golden screen of elements, the elf smiled slyly and raised his eyebrows and asked him: "If I block their frequency and help you escape this pursuit, can you hold my arm and call 'Brother Elf'? "

Ilsa observed the surrounding barriers in shock, stretched out a pair of dragon horns to try to perceive the outside world, and found that the frequency was indeed completely blocked.

He stared at the sly elf with a pair of purple pupils in surprise and confusion: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Amidst the dazzling golden light, the elf sneered, and his clear eyes looked down at the dragon boy pretending to be mature, but there was a shyness and admiration that Ilsa couldn't understand at this time.

The slightly trembling voice betrayed Hino, making his solemn declaration of changing history look like a nervous confession——

"My name is Hino, and I'm Ilsa's guardian. I want to... let Ilsa see a different world, a world that can give Ilsa happiness."

Hino was awakened suddenly by the knock on the door by the attendants.

I didn't expect to fall asleep while lying in the open air. Although I only slept for less than a quarter of an hour, it felt like a long time.

He seems to have had a dream, and saw Ilsa when he was a child, but Ilsa in the dream was completely different from when he was thirteen or fourteen years old in his memory. Not only did the young boy in the dream not have a chubby face On the contrary, the plate had a thin face, and his eyes were full of uneasiness and anger.

For some reason, Hino forgot the specific content of the dream, but the heartache and soreness from experiencing the dream still remained in his chest.

Hino hurriedly got up and straightened his clothes, wanting to go to the restaurant to take a look at Ilsa to feel at ease.

Only then did he notice that he was still holding the soul stone in his palm.

Hino was stunned for a moment, and lowered his eyes to grope the black, bright and moist surface of the stone, as if to appease its emotions.

At lunch, Hino felt a little different from before.

It seems to be the same on the surface, for example, he and Heffie stood outside the restaurant and chatted with a friend as if they had made an appointment. It wasn't until Ilsa walked into the restaurant and found a random seat to sit down that he and Heffie had a good understanding After finishing the chat with his friend, he grabbed two seats on the left and right of Ilsa.

At the dinner table, everyone chatted about the cases reported by the Auwei people that were resolved last month. Lucia complained that the troublemakers in various towns were either troll officers or witch priests or bishops.

"Perhaps the Tomis should be appointed to govern the town by themselves, and the witches and the troll army should be recalled to the capital." Lucia expressed her thoughts frankly, regardless of the three priests who were dining at the same table: "If the Tomis If the town mayor or pastor formed a clique, the townspeople would rise up and might settle the gang of corrupt officials by themselves, but if the witch bishop and the troll officer colluded with each other, the unlucky townspeople could only choose to join or suffer."

"It's too one-sided to say that." An Auwei priest immediately refuted her point of view: "Auwei is a vast country with nearly a thousand towns, and there are a dozen or so black apples in a thousand bishops. You have to completely deny the other thousands who are dedicated to their duties. Are you an official of the Wu tribe who devotes all his energy to solving problems for the people? His Majesty’s appointment of the Wu tribe to serve in various places is not to give them preferential treatment, but to let them live up to what they have learned and use their talents to protect the people.”

Lucia was quickly persuaded. After thinking about it, she muttered, "That's true."

"What if they live up to what they have learned and use their talents to exploit the people?" Gregar smiled and looked at the priest of Aowei.

"The seven races depend on each other. They should help each other and trust each other like relatives." The priest responded displeasedly: "If every race had your thoughts, today's peace and tranquility would have been replaced by killing each other."

Gregar still retorted calmly with a smirk: "The reason why we can maintain temporary peace is because the other five clans are still immersed in the sweet dreams woven by Aowei and the Wu clan. If there are more dragon clans like me and Liu Guanglu For a sober person like Shuo, this peace is probably coming to an end, right?"

"You mean we're all in a coma?" Heffy demanded Gregar.

"Isn't it?" Gregar put down the knife and fork, and looked like he was debating seriously: "Otherwise, why would you watch the people continue to live in hell without saying a word?"

"You want to blame everyone for this case again, Gary. After so many years, you are still so black and white." The head priest looked at Gregar disappointedly.

"After so many years, Orway is still the same as when I left." Gregar insisted on his point of view.

"What's it like? Come on, Gregar, do the people of Snow Road all live in heaven? Is the sun so bright that even the shadows are white in your place?"

"Snow Deer does not speak by force, but by law." Gregar was still arguing.

"How could Snow Deer regard you as the God of War if you don't rely on your strength?" A priest became angry and said, "You escaped the trial at the beginning, you also relied on your amazing strength to kill dozens of innocent elves to get to where you are today, didn't you?"

A moment of silence.

The smirk on Gregor's face disappeared, and he looked at the priest coldly.

Another priest hurriedly smoothed things over: "Your Majesty has admitted that many decisions were wrong at the beginning, who can not make mistakes? Everyone is responsible for what happened. In fact, the elves in the Black Forest did not hate Gary, they Knowing that Gary is determined and ambitious to bring a better future to his people, so the past is in the past, and the elves did not feel that all dragons should die because of Gary's impulse back then. Your Excellency Hino even regarded Gary as a dragon. Best friend, don't forget the past, don't you?"

"..." Hino didn't expect that unlucky priest to pull him into the battle ring, he didn't know how to answer for a while, and smiled awkwardly for a moment before responding: "I am not qualified to ignore the past for the dead clansmen, but I have a brother Maybe he has some say, his parents died in that disaster, and he said his reason told him that the culprit was not Gary, but the person in power behind the duel."

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the three priests on the opposite side turned pale, which obviously turned the finger on Emperor Odong.

Gregar turned his head to look at Hino, his gaze was unexpectedly deep, as if mixed with some kind of relieved gratitude.

Lina also nodded slightly to Hino.

"I have said a long time ago that every participant in that disaster is responsible. If there is a mistake, correct it. There is nothing to dare to admit. So now we sincerely want to correct the mistake. We have established a neutral alliance and accept everyone who is the strongest dragon clan. Supervisor of the warriors, now," the leading priest looked at Ilsa with his dark pupils: "The future is up to you. The vast territory of Auwei will give you the greatest freedom and the highest glory. You just need to think clearly about yourself. What do you really want."

"Pepper." What Ilsa wanted was some more seasoning on the steak.

Both left and right handed him seasoning bottles at the same time.

Ilsa took the seasoning bottle from Heffy's hand.

This is where the problem lies. Hino also thought that Ilsa might have obeyed his orders and deliberately alienated him in front of Priest Aowei, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Ilsa didn't glance at him throughout the meal, and when the waiter brought the soup bowl, Ilsa didn't subconsciously pull the back of his chair, as if it didn't matter if the fragile elf accidentally scalded to death.

In the past, Hino always felt that the dragon was overprotective of him, which made him a bit embarrassed as an older brother, and often told the Ilsa elf that he was not as fragile as he thought.

Now Ilsa was really indifferent, but Hino felt as if he had been thrown into the boiling soup.

Obviously, the matter was not that serious. Either Ilsa was deliberately alienating him, or Heffi was just on his left, and it was easier for him to take the bottle with his empty left hand.So comforting himself, Hino put the delicious and tender food into his mouth with a fork, and the taste was like chewing wax, and he simmered until the end of lunch.

The night before, it was agreed that this visit would not be in private, and that the next visit would be staggered with the officials of Aowei Snow Deer, so there was no way for Xinuo to go to Ilsa that night to hold him accountable for choosing the wrong seasoning bottle.

It was not until the last afternoon that Hino finally found a chance to be alone with Ilsa.

They "met" on the promenade at the corner of the restaurant. Shino grabbed Ilsa's wrist and dragged him towards the spiral staircase and fled into the attic.

"The vast territory of Auwei will give you the greatest freedom and the highest glory. You just need to think about what you really want." Hino imitated the priest's words, stretched out his hand to pinch Irsa's chin, and used He asked him in a hoarse and seductive voice: "I'll give you another chance, Mr. Berrengo, do you want pepper or do you want to hug me?"

Unexpectedly, Ilsa did not show an excited and bewildered look, nor did she choose to hug him in a hurry, but quietly looked into his eyes.

"Just kidding." Hino hastily withdrew his hands and lowered his head to straighten his shirt, pretending to change the subject calmly: "Those priests are really arrogant, they are sure that Gregor would not dare to turn against them because of Lina, now Just trying to please you."

"Then why are you so nervous?" Those purple pupils stared at Hino deeply.

"Am I nervous?" Hino was very nervous. He didn't dare to meet Ilsa's gaze, and pretended to walk leisurely to the window to bask in the sun. He thought his intuition was right, and Ilsa seemed to want to alienate him.

Did biting Ilsa's ear go too far that day?Has Ilsa finally discovered that she doesn't like males in her heart?Does the bitten ear make him uncomfortable?

When going upstairs, Hino thought he could finally hug Ilsa intimately for a moment before leaving, but at this moment he felt that the whole world was silent, as if Ilsa had sentenced him to death if he didn't hug him.

He was always overreacting, and Hino was angry, he seemed angry that Ilsa didn't come to hug him, but he was actually angry at himself for not being calm and graceful enough.

"Hefei asked a few dragons to go hunting in the forest in the afternoon, but you didn't agree." Shino looked at the white clouds outside the window, and said softly as if chatting, "I thought you wanted to do something by staying alone."

"Heffie didn't go." Ilsa replied, "It's in her wing now."

"How do you know?" Hino looked back at Ilsa: "She just looked for you?"

Ilsa nodded.

Hino wanted to wait for him to take the initiative to tell him what Hefei was looking for him for, but he didn't say anything.

"Heffie seems to like you very much." Hino observed Ilsa's expression: "She is very beautiful, what do you think?"

"do not know."

"Why don't you know? It's not like you haven't seen her before."

"Issa didn't think about it."

"You don't need to think about it, you just need to distinguish with your eyes. Do you think she is good-looking? For example, in your eyes, who is better-looking, her or Lucia?"

Ilsa thought about it seriously: "Heffi."

silence.

"What about me?" Hino snorted jokingly: "Do you think she is much prettier than me?"

Ilsa shook her head and looked out the window.

"What's the matter? I'm just curious about the aesthetics of your dragon clan." Shino raised his voice and pretended to be frank: "We elves can't be compared with your dragon clan at all?"

"You look good, that, you look even better." Ilsa looked out of the window with a helpless look.

"You are so perfunctory." Hino blushed with joy, "Did you give this answer so hard when you thought about eating biscuits in the future?"

"Isa just didn't expect Nana to ask such a question." Ilsa looked sideways at him: "When Nana was there, Isa seemed to be unable to see others, so I didn't compare them. Think about it."

Hino suddenly felt dizzy and weightless, imagining in his mind the image of suddenly rushing forward to kiss the male dragon, he swallowed, and turned his head to look at the clouds floating outside the window again.

"I'm going back to China with Claude before dark." Hino lowered his eyes and ran across the window frame with his fingertips, whispering lazily: "There is more than half an hour left. Shirt, it might be comfortable to hold."

From the corner of the eye, Ilsa walked slowly to her side, turned around and leaned against the window sill.

There was a gap between the two figures leaning on the window sill, which was separated by the sunlight. Hino turned around and leaned on the window sill as well, and slowly moved closer as if nothing had happened. The gap disappeared, and the arms of the two boys leaned slightly Together, you can vaguely feel each other's body temperature through the thin fabric.

Hino felt that after a very long time, Ilsa finally reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and hugged him into her arms, pressing her belly tightly.

The heartbeat began to speed up, and Shino's breathing was chaotic, but he still tried his best to maintain calm, raised his arms around Ilsa's neck, and pressed his forehead against the tip of his chin.

"I handed you the pepper powder a little faster than Heffy." Hino's voice was slightly hoarse: "I can be faster next time, will you choose me?"

"Is it because of this nervousness?" Ilsa's deep voice came from above her head: "Then you don't need to do this. If you defeat Aowei in the future, then you don't need it, but Isa still wants it. What should I do? Fight again A slap may not work either."

Hino didn't understand, he felt very happy and just wanted to stay in Ilsa's arms until he had to go.

But reason began to warn him: Ilsa just said something very dangerous.

Hino reluctantly turned his brain to think about the meaning of this sentence.

He suddenly raised his head, his golden pupils widened and stared at the dragon in shock: "What are you talking about? Why did you slap again? I told you that I was too shocked that night and overreacted...you are giving birth to me Are you mad, Ilsa?"

Ilsa shook her head slightly: "Don't be so nervous, please."

"What am I nervous about?"

"Orway's bait."

Hino and the dragon looked at each other for a long time, then asked in a low voice, "What did the three priests tell you?"

"The part that didn't say that."

Ilsa knew that Aowei wanted to match him and Hefei's conspiracy.

"Are you angry with me because of this?" Hino looked puzzled: "I can see that Hefei should be really moved by you, I don't want to lie and say that she deliberately seduces and deceives your feelings, I want you to decide for yourself How to deal with this feeling, that’s why I didn’t bring up this matter.”

"The problem is not with her." Ilsa stared at the elf with a pair of purple pupils in pain: "Ilsa hopes that the fake one is her, not Nana."

Hino was dumb for an indeterminate amount of time before recovering his voice from the shock: "Do you think...all I've done these days is...to compete with Aowei for you? To cheat your affection?"

Ilsa looked at him bewilderedly.

"I...I to you...Ilsa...how could you..." Shock overwhelmed the anger, Hino looked at the dragon in disbelief, eager to defend himself, but suddenly realized that he The behavior of the visit was indeed very different from the last time.

"I...it's because..." Hino was at a loss for words, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, it was the voice of an attendant: "Is Master Hino there?"

Hino hurriedly broke free from Ilsa's embrace, cleared his throat and responded, "Is there something wrong?"

"Your Excellency Claude is waiting downstairs for your departure."

"I'll be right there."

Hino turned to look at Ilsa, clenched his fists, and said in a hoarse voice: "Think about this carefully, Ilsa, if you think I'm an elf who would do such a thing to compete for the dragon warrior, I will As if the dragon I grew up with never existed."

He turned and walked downstairs quickly, following Claude to leave the base.

Hino kept urging Claude to go faster, he wanted to return to his country immediately, return to his room, lie on his bed, and then fall asleep.

He knew he should stay at the base until he explained the matter clearly to Ilsa.

But the pain and grievance made him unable to maintain his rationality. He was rejected by the elves of the entire Black Forest when he was a child, and he had never felt so heartbroken.

"Are you crying..." Claude slowed down and asked nervously.

"Leave me alone!" growled the elf.

"Can you stop pulling my hair..." Claude begged weakly.

"I'm sorry." Shino let go of his angry fist.

Claude didn't dare to make a sound, and flew like this for more than half an hour. He felt that Hino had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder. He wanted to change his posture so that he could sleep more peacefully, but suddenly a terrible force Approaching with unimaginable speed.

Claude immediately descended rapidly, trying to send Shino to a safe place first.

"What's wrong?" Hino raised his head and asked blankly.

"We may be in an ambush." ​​Claude replied in a low voice.

Hino looked around in shock, and asked urgently: "The dragons ambushing us? How dare they? If we are in danger in the territory of Aowei, Ilsa and Gregal will definitely not let them go!"

"I'll send you back to the ground first, and then lead him to fight in the distance. You find a way to hide, and leave me alone."

"Which direction is the opponent?" Shino hurriedly commanded: "Let's go back! Go back to Ilsa and see if they have the guts to follow us back."

"The opponent is chasing from behind." Claude replied: "This guy's speed is terrible."

"Can you go around in a circle and run in the opposite direction?" Hino asked, "Just let me reach the range of Ilsa's perception, and Ilsa will definitely come to me!"

In the blink of an eye, the "enemy" who was still in the distance actually approached Claude and asked curiously, "What if Issa doesn't come?"

"It's you?!" Claude was furious.

Ilsa's aura was hard to catch, and it was too fast from discovery to approach, so that Claude hadn't had time to recognize each other: "Why are you chasing us?"

Claude landed on the ground, put down Hino, and asked Ilsa angrily: "We have already signed a contract with Aowei, you can't go home with Hino, I'll see you next month, hurry back!"

Ilsa stared sideways at Hino, and replied calmly: "Ilsa waited until the three priests left before chasing Nana. Go back soon, and you won't find out."

Hino crossed his arms with a cold face, refusing to meet Ilsa's eyes.

He was very angry. When he found out that the dragon that was chasing him was Ilsa, he was unexpectedly happy. Now that he calmed down, he felt that the grievance in his chest was about to explode.

But it is undeniable that there is a little bit of happiness.

He pretended that he had nothing to say to the dragon, but he was actually waiting for the dragon to catch up with him to say something.

"I won't forgive you. Do you know how sad I am? I want to hear your explanation." Hino thought.

"Those priests told Isanana three days ago that he was deliberately seducing Issa." Issa looked down at the elf and explained concisely: "Issa pretended to be cheated a lot, so they would be very careful with every move he made at the base." Know."

Hino was taken aback, then looked up at Ilsa in surprise.

"Issa can't tell until they leave," Irsa looked at the elf, "but Nana ran away first."

"..." Hino looked at the dragon in disbelief: "You pretended...too...too real..."

Ilsa was puzzled: "Then didn't you see it?"

"Ah?" Hino hurriedly regained his composure, "Of course...you can see it, but I'm actually pretending to be angry..."

Although Claude on the side didn't understand what they were talking about, he still asked in surprise: "Did you just pretend to cry all the way? Where did the tears come from? They kept dripping on my neck just like the real thing... Ugh !"

The author has something to say: an innocent Cloud was killed by an elf.