ride on the back of a dragon

Before dawn, the day in Dawn City had already begun.

When dawn fell, the street was already spotless. Carat pushed open the door of the baking room, and the huge dining table was piled up with milk barrels and packaged bread. This was the last batch of breakfast orders for the day.

"I'm leaving!" Carat was wearing a brown apron in the store, with the cursive words embroidered by the proprietress herself in the middle: Rhine Bakery.

In less than a week, Kela became familiar with all the blocks in the outer city, relying on her extraordinary physical strength and speed to deliver milk and bread across the city.There are schools, shops, pubs, and ordinary people's homes.People living here, rich or poor, all have a polite face. Even if Carat is just a temporary errand worker, every time they meet, they will receive polite greetings and smiles.

"Good morning." The school's old janitor helped him move the milk and walnut white bread in the cart into the big kitchen, and the long tables in the dining room outside were full of children.Carat saw from the crack of the door that they folded their hands and folded their fingers on their chests, praying silently with their eyes closed.Influenced by the high priest, more than half of the people in Dawn City believe in Nikka, the god of the moon. It is said that this goddess is also in charge of the harvest.

Carat's understanding of Nikka is limited to books. The original night was dark and dark, but the goddess Nikka was born from the tree of truth, turned into a moon and hung on the treetop, and her tears turned into stars. Since then, there has been light in the dark night.

Children who grow up in the desert have no beliefs. Carat does not believe that there is a god in the world, but the people in the capital are different. They are knowledgeable, devout, and ambitious.But Carat still felt that there was a little less popularity here, everyone was cautious, even their smiles were restrained, and there was little real emotion revealed.

"Sill, I'm back." Carat returned to the attic of the bakery, but no one responded.He pushed open the skylight, pulled the quilt over Hill's shoulders, climbed up to the roof alone, and ate a piece of cold bread with milk.He didn't know how long Hill would sleep for. He changed 2 or 3 doctors one after another, and they all said that there was no problem with Hill's health.

"Everything is so expensive here." Clara didn't know if Hill could hear him: "Aunt Rhine only took us in until his son recovered from his broken leg. You know, everyone's life is not very well-off, and they don't have jobs. plan of."

Hill slept for more than ten days.They were still in the forest a few days ago, but Ke Ke was really worried, so he persuaded Feeney to take Hill into the city to find a doctor.

"Honey, I think you're too nervous, he's always been like that, just, likes to sleep." At first Finny tried to stop him.After burying his countless lovers, Finny stopped making girlfriends in the forest and hid in the sugar maple trees, keeping his distance from Carla.Carat really didn't want to get close to that tree, because of Fleur's hunting behavior, an unknown number of bird corpses had already been buried under the tree.

"narcolepsy can be big or small. I've seen people stop breathing in their sleep. Feeney, I can't wait any longer. It's not that he likes to sleep, it's just that he can't wake up at all." Carat packed her luggage and opened it up. Fleur's big head on Hill's belly, one person and one dragon have been hugging and sleeping together recently.Fleur resisted instinctively, trying to slip back into Hill's arms.Carat stroked its tail, and the little dragon jumped up into the air with a jolt.Carat found that the dragon's tail seemed to be sensitive to the vitals, and the little guy would instinctively protect it.Clara scratched its chin and comforted: "Fleury, stay here with Finny, and we'll come back as soon as Hill wakes up, okay? But you absolutely must not go to us. You can't be discovered by others, Do you understand?"

Charmander seemed to really understand what he said, blinking his eyes and nodding.

They sent Carla and Hill to the edge of the forest and then back into the valley.Carat couldn't walk fast with Hill on her back, but luckily ran into a passing caravan early the next morning.He paid a silver coin and arrived at the famous capital overnight in a carriage full of goods.

The cheapest hotel in Dawn City cost one silver coin for one night, so Clara rummaged through her purse and finally found the Rhine Bakery, which was recruiting temporary workers on the third day.This small shop is run by a family of three. It looks inconspicuous, but it is responsible for breakfast milk for half of the outer city.But the son of the proprietress Rhine broke his leg on the way back from the ranch, and was unable to walk for at least half a month.

"I can only pay you so much." The proprietress stretched out five fingers and waggled: "You can clean up the attic yourself. You can eat the bread in the kitchen. You have to pay for the creamy vegetable soup, five copper coins per bowl."

"Thank you." Carat nodded, as long as he has a place to live, he doesn't even need to eat much.

The bakery is at the edge of Little Finger Street in Dawn City, and Venus just disappeared when Carat started delivering the goods.

Near the gate of the inner city is a public bathing place. Even in the outer city where the majority of civilians are, there are different classes in the bathing places.Unlike ordinary people who simply go in and take a bath to relieve fatigue, wealthy dignitaries and businessmen usually have a private bath with a yard. Bathing is not just as simple as washing the body, it is more like a trading place, where not only things happen in the hot air Money transactions are more physical transactions.There are similar places in Chuyue City, but people in the desert are more straightforward. Places lacking in water resources cannot give such luxurious packaging to the trade of flesh and blood. Brothels are called brothels, and men will only be disheveled and drunk since childhood. He left in a hurry in the depths of the alley, with satisfied eyes.

The baths in Dawn City are very different. The people who come in and out are well-dressed and calm, and the private bath area is even more fragrant. Carat pours a lot of fresh milk into the warm water pools in each room every morning, with a beautiful face The waiter will sprinkle in the petals with morning dew.They have to prepare everything before the reserved guests arrive, including fragrant bath towels, sweet and sour fruits, mellow black tea and exquisite desserts.Occasionally, there are a few graceful girls wrapped in light and streamlined translucent gauze skirts waiting here.Carat recognized that the craft of weaving gold yarn must have come from her hometown.

After pouring the milk, Carat lowered her head and turned to leave, trying to minimize her sense of existence.On his first day of work, the owner of Rhine tied up his conspicuous long hair and tied it tightly behind his head, and told him not to talk nonsense and not to cause trouble. They are common people among the common people, who have struggled for three generations from the farm in the wilderness Talent has gained a place in Dawn City, although it is only the most marginal area.

The morning light covered the cleaned streets, and Carat stepped on her flat shadow pushing the car full of empty cans back along the road.

The longitudinal main street is very wide, which is convenient for the nobles to drive in. When Carat saw the oncoming convoy, she hurriedly pushed the trolley and stood on the edge of the road to let the rumbling carriage pass.Behind the carriage was a large cage as high as half a person, covered with black opaque velvet, leaving only a palm-width gap at the bottom.The female workers who had cleaned the streets were whispering, and Carat heard a hint of contempt in their fearful tone, saying "little Ton" or something.

Carat guessed that the young man behind the carriage must be Earl Tone, a dandy known to everyone in the city, and the eldest son of the lord of the Eastern Fjords. He was sent to Dawn City early in order to marry the princess away from home.Carat had heard about this nobleman known as Little Ton from the streets and lanes a long time ago. The reason why he placed his mansion in the outer city was to facilitate access to various sensual places.Women love and hate him, they love his chic and handsome face, hate him for his ignorance and his glib mouth, the girls he promised to marry are all over Dawn City.After he became an adult, he changed from his previous diligent and studious attitude. It took only a few months for him to become a laughing stock among the nobles from a heir to the title with high hopes from his family. Industry, seems indifferent to scandals such as being annulled by the royal family to embarrass the family.

This is the first time that Carat has seen this person at such a close distance. The young man is not dressed in a romantic and gorgeous dress like the rumors. He is wearing a simple and light fitting robe without extra decorations. Scorch marks.Serious and tired, he came from outside the city with a team of personal guards.Carat was a little surprised. According to the rumors, this playboy should sleep with his arms around a few delicate bodies until the sun rises before waking up from the luxurious big bed. Unexpectedly, he would appear on the street before dawn.He stared curiously at the bottom of the cage to see what novel thing was inside, but was blocked by Little Torn's tall horse.

"Name." Earl Ton didn't get off his horse, and when Cara raised her head, she could only see the back of the horse's strong neck, and the rider was tall and against the light.Mrs. Rhine's exhortations suddenly came to mind, and Carat realized that his curiosity was troublesome, and he hurriedly lowered his head like the hits around him.

Ton raised his chin again with the slender riding whip: "Name?"

"Kara..." he replied in a low voice.

"Carat." Earl Ton repeated in a low voice, leaning his upper body from the horse and leaning over Carat's ear: "Don't look at what you shouldn't. Otherwise..." He traced Carat's lower eyelid with his gloved thumb: " It would be a pity to lose such beautiful eyes, wouldn't it?"

Carat was terrified by his temperatureless hand, and he resisted the urge to avoid the hand and stood there quietly so as not to offend him further.The young earl's black eyes were as cold as his hands, and Carat felt that this person must not be as simple as a romantic young man as described in the rumors.

A group of people disappeared at the end of the road. Carat was glad that he had escaped unharmed, and hurriedly pushed the car back to the bakery. There was still work waiting for him. Next, he would control his curiosity and his eyes, and only stared at the bakery. Cargo and the road ahead.

After delivering all the goods, the proprietress took his trolley: "I heard that you just offended the little Earl Torn?"

"Uh, probably." Carat was a little embarrassed, and the fastest thing was always rumors.

"Didn't I tell you to be careful outside." The proprietress held her chest: "They scared me when they told me, and the moon god blesses you to be fine."

Carat understood Rhine's meaning, and she was glad that she was not implicated, and also warned Carat to be more cautious in doing things so as not to cause more trouble.

"Hill." Carat lay down next to the sleeping Hill: "I don't like this place very much. Let's go to another place when you wake up."

It's a pity that when the sky brightened again, Hill was still sleeping, and Carat was still going to deliver the goods.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the private bathing area, Carat was stopped, and the waiters took the cart in his hand and asked him to wait outside the courtyard gate. This was the first time that he was banned from entering.

The independent small courtyard in front of him belonged to members of the royal family. Carat lowered her head and pretended to inadvertently scratch the smooth marble pavement with her toes, while listening to the soft voices in the courtyard.

"Go around, don't disturb it."

"The count has just fallen asleep. Don't let this disturb him."

"I heard from the guards who went out that the boots and cloak were burnt, aren't you curious?"

"Curiosity kills the cat. Open it if you're not afraid of death."

Carat heard the sound of the milk barrel falling to the ground in the yard, and at the same time heard a series of familiar grunting sounds, which carried a warning tone.

"This, this is!"

"Shut up! You fucking don't make any noise!"

"Why does this girl have a tail?"

Clara was struck by lightning, and her mind went blank for a moment.After regaining his senses, he hurried to the open door, and the corner of the cage opened by the waiter revealed the tip of the fiery red tail, reflecting the dazzling light like a jewel.

Honeymoon:

Happy Double Day~

Fleur has been arrested!Hill is sleeping!Looking forward to tomorrow's Carat Adventures!