ride on the back of a dragon

Hill let go of his hand, and Duke Mehta's muscular body fell straight backward like a large scarecrow, and fell into Iben's arms with a bang.Hill turned around and went to the corner, picked up the shiny metal pendant, and Carat saw the leather rope that was originally connected to one end was cut in two by the dragon scale and fell to the ground next to it.The gold pendant engraved with the mother's name left a noticeable welt gap in the smooth edge.He remembered the way his father used velvet as a padded sheepskin box to carry this thought, and carefully took it out to help him wear it on his wrist.He seemed to screw everything up.

"It's okay." Hill handed over the pendant and the knight's medal together. Carat glanced at it, only took the former from his open palm, and wiped it clean with his fingertips.

Carat raised her head, Hill's eyes looked at him as usual, they were refreshing green, with pupils in the middle like two small black buttons.The hand he was holding was also an ordinary human's hand. The joints were not very protruding, and the skin was smooth. It seemed that the terrifying cat's eyes and jagged hands just now were just an illusion.Hill bent down and picked up the black clothes he usually wore from the ground to avoid the wound and wrapped it around his body, pinched the back of his neck, and Clara became dizzy for a while.He looked down at the dense wounds on his arm, as if he was bleeding too much.There were scratches and fingerprints on the edges of the wound. The scuffle with a group of people just now caused some flesh and blood to be turned out, and even the mucous membrane and bones connected deep in it could be faintly seen.

"Sill, it's a bit cold here." He felt tired and sleepy and shivered from time to time.

Duke Mehta finally took a deep breath, recovered from the suffocation, and began to cough violently. He tremblingly raised his arm and pointed at Hill, unable to utter a word.Iben's blood-stained face finally returned to normal following Mehta's coughing. He helped the Duke sit back on the chair, and all the guards hurriedly put on their armor and picked up their sabers and pointed at Hill and Kara. But no one dared to step forward.

Hill kicked open the heavy iron door of the stone room, and led Carat out, at the end of which was the stairs leading to the ground.

Clara followed him silently, walking up the dark and damp stone steps, when Hill stopped suddenly halfway, and Clara poked her head from the side, and saw a little girl who was only as high as Hill's chest, holding a folded white dress in her hands.

When Hill turned his head, the sunlight fell obliquely from above, giving Carat's cold skin a little warmth.He finally couldn't hold it anymore.The moment before closing his eyes, Carat silently said sorry to this kind girl in his heart, after all, they were such a messy figure covered in blood and disheveled clothes.

In the dark, Carat saw many doors, and behind each door was a different world.Their contemptuous eyes were repeating a sentence: Little fool, you don't know anything.

Carat didn't claim to be a smart person at first, but she was still a righteous, elegant and strong enough person.But now he only feels that he has no brains, he obviously doesn't understand anything, he has always thought that he is living in his own peaceful small world, and when he looks up and sees a larger piece of sky at the mouth of the chimney, he thinks that is all.He even occasionally acts as a strong man, sympathizing with and helping those he thinks are weak, but in fact, he is the same as everyone else, staying away from the current situation, rejecting chaos, ignorance and arrogance.

Opening her eyes, Carat was lying on her own bed, with dried flower petals stuffed in her pillow, and the faint aroma massaged her nerves. Beside her bed were her missing father and the little girl who gave him clothes.Looking closely at this girl, although she is petite, her facial features and curves are distinct and she looks like an adult. Her breasts are half exposed outside the brown fabric, and she is wearing very ordinary cotton and linen.

"Sir? You finally woke up!" The girl's voice was always crisp, and after she finished speaking, the girl turned and ran out of the room.

Carat wanted to sit up, but her father's hand held down the uninjured shoulder.His father pressed his forehead against him, rubbed his palms, and rubbed his stomach as he did when he was sick when he was a child.Carat knew that he was asking himself what was wrong.

He smiled at his father: "It doesn't matter to me." He held his father's wrinkled hand behind his back: "They said you were robbed."

When Carat spoke to her father, she cooperated with her gestures and tried her best to speak clearly: "So where did you go? How did you escape?"

Father pointed to the door of the room and made a few simple gestures.

Carat understood what he meant, and it seemed that it was not a coincidence that the girl appeared in the Duke's mansion just now: "Who is she?" Now that things have gotten out of control, Carat doesn't want to involve any innocent people anymore, his mind is in a mess Chaos, not knowing what will happen next second.He found that he couldn't protect anyone at all, neither his father nor his friends.

Dad seemed a little embarrassed.Carat felt strange and wanted to ask.

"Sir, let's drink the medicine first." The girl interrupted him, holding a bowl of dark red soup with a bitter taste in one hand, and stretched the other arm under Carat's shoulder, supporting him easily, waiting for Carat to react At that time, he was already half leaning in the girl's soft embrace.

"I can..." As soon as Kela opened his mouth, the medicine bowl came close to his mouth, as if he was used to taking care of others. The girl's movements were nimble, and the silver bowl was kept so that he had to drink without choking him. angle.

"Although it's a bit bitter, they are all precious medicinal materials from the capital, which are very effective for wound healing." Carat's head was resting on her soft chest, and her voice was next to her ears as soon as she opened her mouth, accompanied by the vibration of her sternum, which made people feel a little bit Trance.Except for his mother, Carat had never had such contact with the opposite sex in reality. Although the girls here were enthusiastic and unrestrained, they always kept a respectful distance from Cara, a little lunatic, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed falling in the arms of a strange girl like this.The girl's fair skin and extremely small stature did not resemble a desert person, and Carla was sure she had never seen her before.

After drinking the medicine, the girl put his body flat again: "Sir, I will stay here to take care of you these two days. Just call me Karma."

After speaking, Karma bowed by the bed and exited the room.Carat was at a loss, but it was his father who pointed to his ears and smiled meaningfully.Carat touched her earlobe, as if she was feeling slightly warm.

"Who the hell is she..." Carat said to herself.

"The king has placed people in the duke's mansion to monitor the lord's every move." Hill's voice came from the door. Carat was startled, and sat up from the bed, gasping for air from the pain in the wound that stretched his arm.

"Sill! Are you alright!" He turned his head and looked outside the door. Hill was leaning against the door frame, without a cloak, a thin figure.

The man pouted at him and walked to the bed: "Why are your ears red..."

Carat didn't know how to explain it. It was the first time in his life that he touched a girl's chest, although he used the back of his head.But the throbbing feeling in his heart is not because of this, he just thinks of the little lover in his dream, the world in the water is always dark, he can't see the other person clearly, the memory seems to only stay in the elastic lips, the slender waist On the big soft tail, there is no impression of whether the chest is round or flat.But that doesn't seem to be too important. He likes the feeling of the two of them playing in the water, his slightly aggressive kiss, and her big tail that will be cute when you look at it a few times. But it's warm and soft, and the pulp of your fingers will sink into it when you pinch it hard.

"...Carat..." Hill didn't seem very happy. Carat came back to his senses and found that his brows were slightly furrowed. The downward trend of the eyebrows coupled with the low corners of the eyes seemed a little disappointed and resentful. His voice was as usual. Calm: "Your face is red."

"It's not... I, I don't need other people to take care of me..." Carat was a little embarrassed. He wanted to be recollected by an ignorant kid just now. Pervert: "No, it's not because of her." He glanced at his father, who nodded and left the room.

There were only them left in the room, Hill closed the door, and sat down on the bed: "Don't worry. We're fine."

"What the hell is going on, Duke Meta just let us go back like this?"

Hill focused on what happened after Cara passed out, and Cara looked at him blankly, always feeling unreal.

"The royal guards are here?"

"That's right. That Karma has been lurking beside the Duchess Mehta for several years, and she took the opportunity to let your father go."

"Meta... Meta was deprived of his title and demoted to a commoner because he conspired with the lord of Aurora City to usurp the throne?"

"Ah."

"What about Fleur? What kind of prophecy?"

"Probably, it's a mess."

Carat was dumbfounded, this luck is too bizarre...

Karma intercepted the secret letter they sent to Aurora City that night when they imprisoned Kela, and sent the carrier pigeon to Wangdu overnight.It took several days for the light cavalry to arrive without stopping, and many horses died on the way.As for the matter of the dragon, Duke Mehta told the leader of the knights in order to atone for his crimes, but there was nothing to respond to him except a loud laugh.

"That's right, if you didn't see it with your own eyes, who would believe that there are dragons in this world...but, to usurp the throne...is it just demoted to a commoner?" Carat slowly digested the whole thing.

"...It was Iben. He took the initiative to admit that he used the duke's trust to conspire in private, and Mehta was just being deceived by him." Hill said: "In a few days, there will be a new lord here, Iben. Ben will be escorted back to the capital by the Knights. He will be personally interrogated by the people of the capital, if there is no accident..."

Hill didn't go on, but they all knew that someone would have to bear the consequences.Eben will probably never have the chance to return to his homeland again. If the princess is kind, she might give him a decent end and leave him with a dead body.

At night, Clara got up quietly and walked out the door. Hill said that Ibn was not even locked in a prison, but was directly locked in a cage at the gate of the city, and his unforgivable crimes were exposed to the scorching sun until A new lord arrives.

"Sir?" Kara met Karma as soon as she walked to the gate of the manor: "Going out so late? The wound hasn't healed yet."

"I, want to go out for a walk..." Carat didn't think that a person who deliberately deceived the lord would take all the blame.Why is his loyalty so indifferent to good and evil?

The metal cage was so strong that they even had only one guard.Carat waited until the shift of the guards approached the cage that was only half a person high, and Eben sat in the corner and looked up at the moon in the desert.

"You really live up to your reputation, misfortune kid." Eben glanced at him, "Whoever comes across you will be unlucky."

"It's your own fault." Carat has long been used to it, and is not annoyed: "Why shield Meta. You, you don't have to die. His guilt should be borne by himself."

"And what do you know about him?" Iben was finally willing to turn his head to look at him: "Yes, you only have yourself and those illusory and unrealistic dreams in your mind."

"But it's a fact that he wants to usurp the throne, and it has nothing to do with me."

"The oasis is getting smaller, Your Excellency. There is no future for this desert." Eben climbed to the side of the cage, and reached out his hand from the gap to grab the collar of Carat's cloak: "We are also human, so why should we just stay in the barren desert?" In the desert? From their mouths, we can only imagine the valley full of flowers, the coniferous forest covered with snow, and the sea as wide as the sky. We humbly watch their winks to live, and exchange the gold in the desert for the fruits they can easily get , we are like a group of dogs waiting for charity. The fire dragon is our chance to stand up. You were raised here, but you repay us like this? White-eyed wolf?"

His face was only two metal fences away from Carat's, and his saliva sprayed onto the tip of Carat's nose. He said questions that Carat had never thought about, but Carat didn't think he was a white-eyed wolf.He didn't feel sorry for anyone here, and it wasn't Fleur who should pay the price: "...but it wasn't, it wasn't the dragon's fault, it wasn't Hill's fault, and it had nothing to do with my father. You shouldn't attack innocent people, It's not fair."

"Little knight, you are always full of fairness. Your brain and your heart are only so big." Eben smiled and said with a little finger: "You know that we dark-skinned people have suffered a lot in the capital. Discrimination and bullying? Of course you don’t know, as I said long ago, the truth is never important, people only care about whether they can live better. Because smart people know that this world has never been fair.”

Honeymoon:

The copy of Chuyue City is coming to an end, and the extras are finished.

Hill: I didn’t find any useful information... Carat, an idiot, was injured... In fact, the whip really couldn’t hurt me. I just want him to interrogate me for a while to see what information there is. That prophecy is too suspicious... …