ride on the back of a dragon

Fengxiang Mountain is half red and half yellow, and the howling sound of the autumn wind passing through the valley is like a whistle in the distance.

"So does anyone really use leaves to write letters?" They stepped on the fallen leaves, and the dehydrated leaves made a crisp cracking sound.

Hill didn't answer, just frowned and looked northeast.Carat looked over, but could only see the undulating mountains stretching into the distance, red, yellow and yellow layered with wonderful autumn.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Carat couldn't help asking.

"It's too close." Hill looked preoccupied: "This is too close to the capital. Feeney is an idiot."

Fengxiang Mountain is located at the junction of the Abyss Mountains and the Silent Night Mountains. The Abyss Mountains extending to the north lead to the territory of the ice field, and the Silent Night is a ring-shaped mountain range surrounded by dozens of large and small peaks. The king is surrounded by it.

"How far is it from here to Dawn City?" Carat had heard of Dawn Castle since she was a child. It was the center of the capital where princes and nobles gathered. It is said that the entire city of Dawn City was developed into the shape of an open, huge palm. , where ordinary people live in the five-finger part, is the outer city.The palm of the hand is the inner city where dignitaries gather, and the palm of the hand is the Castle of Dawn, the place where the power in the world is held.

"If you don't climb the mountain, it will take about two or three days." Hill led him off the smooth road and began to climb into the valley.

"Are we taking a shortcut?" The surrounding mountains were steep, and the two climbed up and down for a long time, and even Carat felt a little hard.

"Fleur should be nearby." Sweat dripped from Hill's forehead: "We're almost there."

"Is it here!" Carat's eyes lit up, and after nearly a month, he could finally see the little guy again.He touched his backpack subconsciously: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, you should buy some food in advance..."

"Be careful!" The sense of weightlessness and Hill's shout came suddenly, and the raised stone corner grasped by Carat's left hand suddenly loosened without warning, and his whole body fell against the rock wall. In mid-air, I looked down at a deep valley more than ten meters high.Carat was thankful that she was not afraid of heights, and pulled her body upwards with her arms, ready to climb up the branches.He raised his head, and there were seven or eight chubby brown-headed crows huddled together in front of him and stared at him stupidly, it seemed that they didn't have time to fly away.The frightened bird instinctively pricked up its feathers, and Carat's scalp numbed and he let go of his hand: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

In his staggering fall he broke several thick branches, and Carla felt like he was going to fall apart, but he landed in the canopy of a sugar maple tree, where the thick orange leaves caught him and lay on his back. Among the intertwined branches, Carat smelled the long-lost fragrance of flowers.It's not the light wild flowers along the way, but rather a strong aroma, which instantly gave Carat the illusion of returning to her own garden.

"Carat!" With a bang, Hill seemed to have fallen directly to the ground from a height, making him sit up in shock.

"Here I am, Hill! On the tree!" Clara tore off the branches around her in twos and jumped down, running to Hill's side.

Seeing him relieved, Hill reached out and picked a few leaves from his hair: "Idiot."

"There are birds on the tree..." Carat was a little unconvinced. If those chubby tits hadn't exploded suddenly, they wouldn't be in such a mess.He glanced at Hill: "You have nothing to be afraid of."

"No." Hill patted the dust off his clothes.

Under their feet was a sea of ​​freesia flowers that submerged to their calves, and the colorful colors densely covered the entire valley.The spikes moved with the wind, and Carat couldn't help admiring: "It's so beautiful."

They stepped on the beautiful scenery of the mountains, and he picked up a few clusters of fresh flowers with branches and leaves at his feet, wove them into a corolla, and brought them on top of Hill's head.

Carat was humming a tune that Hill had never heard before, and he raised his hand to touch the corolla: "What are you singing?"

"The coronation song." Carat said with a smile, "Didn't you play with your friends when you were young? One person was crowned king, and then married a queen, and a few nobles were enshrined to govern the country."

Hill knows that human children like to play role-playing games like this when they get together. Usually, the highest-ranking child king is qualified to wear such a fake crown to guide the country, and the most honest and deceitful can only play the role of guards. Servants and the like are at their disposal.The kids who were bullied also had an extra fig leaf, convincing themselves that the humiliating commands were just for the game.

"What are you pretending to be?" After asking Hill, he felt that it was unnecessary. This little fool is a knight fanatic.

"It's nothing. They don't play with me." Carat shook her head: "But I often watch others play. Everyone fights for the titles of several lords, occasionally fights, and then breaks up, and often cries. .”

The little knight, who seemed to be calm and breezy, had imperceptible envy in his brows. Hill suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He folded a freesia from the corolla and pinned it in the buttonhole of Carat's chest.

"What to do?" Carat touched the pure white petals.

"Honours."

Hill took a few steps and found that Carat hadn't followed: "What's wrong?"

"You made fun of me again." Carat lowered her head angrily and looked at the little white flower in her palm.

"I didn't make fun of you. Do you want to pretend to be anything other than a knight?" Hill turned back and pulled his arm, urging him to leave quickly.

"...Then..." Cara suddenly tilted her head and smiled, took his hand, knelt on one knee in the sea of ​​flowers, and lowered her head: "I swear allegiance to Hill, and I will always trust you and protect you."

Hill was taken aback, looking at his hair flying in the wind with some trepidation.Carat's trust often makes him sad, because he is not honest.He instinctively withdrew his hand, but Carat held on to his fingers tightly as if he had expected it.

"It's your turn. Declare me to be your knight." Carat raised her head and urged.

Dragons don't need knights.Dragons also don't need protection from others.But this human being in front of him always makes Hill feel that he needs something, and Carat's sense of loss in childhood also makes him empathize with recalling the past. Carat always complains to him that his previous 18 years of life were boring and boring, but he Why not, after living for decades, he has almost no connection with this world.

"Stop messing around..." Hill grabbed Carat's arm and wanted to help him up, but Carat seemed determined: "You started the game first, and you have to have the beginning and the end." When the kid squinted and smiled, he was a Children who have not grown up are really unbearable to refuse.

"...Then, I declare you to be my knight..." Hill vaguely said, "Get up."

Carat, however, pulled the back of his hand calmly, kissed his left knuckle contentedly, stood up and patted his knee: "Okay, you can go now."

Hill hid his hand behind his back, and unconsciously held the softly kissed fingers with the other hand.

"Hey!! Yi——" Finny swept down from the top of the mountain like a burning red cloud.The broad wings beat a gust of wind. It probably remembered that it should not speak easily in front of Carat, so it only yelled a word and stopped.

Carat grabbed Hill's elbow for the first time and dragged him behind him.

Finny slowly landed in front of them, and Hill saw that Carat's face was pale, and the hand holding him was sweating, and tremblingly whispered from his mouth: "You hide." After opening him, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, the slender sword clanged out of its sheath. Carat took a deep breath and swung the sword in his right hand. The tip of the sword pointed at the big bird's chest with a flash of light.He suddenly realized that he had never seen the little knight with a sword.

Carat, who was holding the hilt in her hand, looked nervous, but she was not as flustered as she was when she confronted Finny empty-handed for the first time.If it weren't for the dense goosebumps on the exposed skin of his wrists and neck that betrayed him, Hill would even be willing to believe that he didn't have a phobia of feather beaks at all.

Finny raised his wings in a gesture of surrender, and took a step back. Hill understood its eyes begging for help, but made up his mind not to speak.He was sure that Finny wouldn't let himself get hurt, a bird, couldn't beat it, couldn't run it.

Carat recognized at a glance that this was the big bird that had tried to attack them in the desert.Having the sword in his hand gave him a lot of peace of mind. Although he didn't know why the bird followed them all the way, it was probably not a good thing to sneak around like this.

The sharp bird claws took a step back and stomped on a few bushes of flowers. Carat decided to strike first, with both feet exerting strength, the blade broke through the wind and aimed at the center of its chest.Carat remembered that the hearts of those birds of prey shot by hunters were in the middle of the center.

"Don't, don't, don't!" The big bird spread its wings and slid back against the ground: "Speak up if you have something to say! Little knight! Hill! Hill, talk, he's serious! Your concubine wants to kill me!"

Carat was taken aback, this time he was sure it wasn't his hallucination, this bird could really talk.Carat stopped her steps and stared at every move of the raptor: "Sill, it seems to be talking to you..."

Hill had already sat on the ground, with his chin propped up, looking at the confronting man and bird with interest.

"The sword is used well." His praise made Carat a little embarrassed: "It's just my friend over there, we talked about it."

"Finny?" Carat took a deep breath: "Is it Finny? You, your good friend...is it a bird? Also, is it this big?"

The big bird spread its wings enthusiastically upon hearing his call: "Kara! It's me!"

Feeney's articulation is clear and loud, and when he called Carat by his name, it was like greeting an old friend he had known for a long time, without any sense of distance, which moved Carat very much.But he still felt that he was resisting him from hair to toe, and the bristling hairs all over his body made him unable to deceive himself. Just before the pair of wings were about to embrace him, he bent his knees sideways and kicked with all his strength. On Finny's chest, the movement was done in one go.The feeling of the feather brushing over his body made his limbs go weak, and he wished he could pass out on the spot.It's still a familiar touch, but fortunately, I'm wearing shoes this time.

With a scream, the big bird fell into the beautiful sea of ​​flowers: "You...ahem...too violent, my dear..."

"Hold, I'm sorry." Carat took a few steps back and hid behind Hill.The other party obviously enjoyed this scene, and rarely laughed out loud.

"Well, I didn't tell you for fear of spoiling your interest, Finny is a bird." Hill said with a smile.

"Disappointing?" Finny sat up abruptly, and when Cara saw its fluttering feathers, it subconsciously shook Hill's shoulder.The look on Feeney's face was lost and sad, and he was about to cry: "I, am I disappointing you, baby carat..."

"No, it's not. You're...beautiful..." Clara blamed herself, there was no reason for his fear of birds, and Finny had done nothing wrong.He bite the bullet and took two steps forward: "I'm sorry, Feeney, I didn't mean it. Are you...does it hurt?"

Seeing Finny rushing forward excitedly, Carat closed her eyes in despair, and exhausted all her willpower to force herself to stand where she was and not to dodge.

Seeing Carat's painful expression, Hill couldn't help laughing, and the kid seemed about to cry in the next second.He quickly stepped forward to block between Carat and Finny, stretched out his hand to grab Finny's neck, and said to Cara, "You don't need to pay attention to it, this bird loves to perform and doesn't need to feel guilty."

Feeney slammed on the brakes and smashed a few flowers with his paws. He stared blankly at the top of Hill's head: "What's on your head?"

"...the crown." Hill replied casually.

"Pfft...hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Finny laughed exaggeratedly: "King, crown, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. You must be crazy... Why, has our proud Hill become so childish after tasting human love .Hey, isn't this kid delicious? Tell me about it!" Phoenix's eyes crackled with sparks.

"Shut your mouth and don't talk nonsense. By the way, take care of your dirty mind." Hill glanced at Carat, and the kid kept a distance of at least 5 meters from them behind his back. It was never so heroic.

Feeney was taken aback: "Hill...don't tell me you're serious..."

Hill didn't answer directly, and told Feeney not to follow me, and turned to Carat: "Afraid?"

"It's a little... Maybe, maybe you have to get used to it slowly. It's okay." Carat asked in shock, "So it's taking care of Fleur?"

Honeymoon:

Hill: Dragons don't need knights...