ride on the back of a dragon

Hill's eyes flicked back and forth between his face and his hands a few times, and finally turned sideways to allow Clara to withdraw her hand.

The moment he took a deep breath, Carat came up with several explanations that sounded a bit bluffing, but he didn't want to lie to others.He hates all lies.

"I'm sorry. I came here to wake you up, but you didn't respond after knocking on the door for a long time... I was a little worried that you would leave with Bubbles, so I pushed the door in privately. I couldn't hold back seeing it sleeping so cutely Touched it, and then you turned over suddenly, and I didn't have time to withdraw my hand. Just, that's it..." Carat knew that he shouldn't open the door and come in at will, and he shouldn't approach others when they are asleep. He usually doesn't He would be so reckless, but for some reason, the person in front of him made him feel curious and kind, and he couldn't help but want to get closer.

"Oh." Hill just nodded slightly and got off the bed, turning a blind eye to the suspicious aspects in his explanation.Carat didn't know whether the other party was naturally casual or thoughtful and gave herself a step up, silently said in her heart that Hill is a good person, turned around and went out to help him bring in a basin of warm water: "Do you have anything you like to eat? It’s a bit far away, we’ll start after we’re full.” Carat soaked a white soft cloth towel in warm water, twisted it half dry and handed it to the sleepy Hill, the water droplets rolled into his sleeves.

Seeing that Hill did not move and only stared at herself silently, Carat carefully stuffed the cloth towel into his hand: "You, you come by yourself, I will go and prepare food first."

So was he too reckless just now?Clara never had a chance to entertain any friends, but he remembered his father always waking his mother up like this when he was a child, with fresh petals from the garden soaking in the water.

Carat went to the bakery and brought back some cheese pitas, but Hill and Bubbles were no longer in the room.He didn't even want to find the water lily pond, one man and one lizard returned to their cages under the tree, the rising sun painted the shapes of branches and leaves on their skin, they slept peacefully.

Carat has a problem with the steaming pita in her arms. The cheese will lose its aroma when it is cold. Everything in the world has its best time, and now is the golden moment for cheese pita.So he went under the tree and gently pushed Hill: "Why do you love to sleep so much?" Carat couldn't help laughing, isn't it that only babies need such a long sleep?

Hill ate the pita that was crispy on the outside and soft and milky on the inside with disgust, as if he was dissatisfied with being woken up: "Don't you eat meat..." He asked Carat.

"The last piece." Carat pointed to the orange-red lizard who was eating and sleeping while holding the meat: "I can eat anything. But it is a bit picky eater."

"...There is no need to spoil her like this..." Hill looked a little unbelievable.

"Bubble is still growing, and it needs more energy." Carat said carefully: "I guess it's not a breed near here." When it comes to the word breed, Hill's face is obviously a little displeased.Carat guessed that he must love his pets very much, like a family member, and naturally he didn't like other people's words to describe animals.

"So, it's really yours... Fleur, right?"

Carat is a bit reconciled, but he is familiar with the nearby species. Bubble is so different and so close to Hill. This seems to be the only explanation. Besides, seeing Hill's attitude, he will definitely take good care of it: " Are you going to take her away?"

"Yeah. She's probably my daughter." Hill wanted to tease him, imitating his tone last night and declaring Fleur's sovereignty, but he inexplicably felt Carat's sadness.Although this kid is always maintaining a polite and decent smile.

Humans are the most incomprehensible creatures in the world, they claim to be the highest and have no empathy. , so compared to the simplicity and directness of other creatures, it should be difficult for Hill to empathize with them.Ke Kela's whole body seems to be transparent, emotions will leak out through every inch of skin, every strand of hair, and every breath.At this time, he lamely concealed his extreme loss, which made Hill a little difficult to deal with. The kid pretended to be strong and looked pitiful and cute.

"What's behind your back?" He reached out and pulled a small piece of cloth with a strange totem drawn from Carat's back: "Tsk... who did it?"

Carat glanced at it and said nonchalantly: "A kid on the street. This is a cursed totem in a legendary story from the east. It is said that it can suppress the disaster dragon. It's a clichéd story. The dragon snatched the princess away. Bringing disaster, the bravest knight draws a spell with blood, kills the dragon and rescues the princess." He took a small bite of pita, chewed it and swallowed it, and then said, "It looks pretty good."

How could Hill not know this.The stories of slaying dragons are all the same.Human imagination is limited at certain times. All the powerful creatures in their fictional stories are brutal and evil, such as dragons, vampires, werewolves, all intending to touch their princess.But in fact, he has been a dragon for decades, and he has no idea what their princess looks like.

The clean boy seemed to be used to such vicious teasing, and his emotions were not affected at all, although Carat's appearance was indeed different.He said that people here don't like his mother because of this, so naturally no one will treat him kindly: "You, aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Carat raised her head and asked him, facing the direction of the sun, her pupils were as clear as a mirror, and Hill saw herself.

"They bully you like this, don't you hate them?"

"They're not bullying me. They just don't like me. The weaker they are, the less secure they are. They're just afraid. There's no need to hate them." Carat smiled proudly: "Besides, they bully me." No me. I am the strongest knight in the city, and all the personal guards of Duke Mehta are defeated by me."

Hill didn't know why he felt a little unhappy.I'm afraid this little fool is already used to such self-comfort.

Carat took Hill to borrow two white camels: "Aren't they beautiful?" These are the most precious means of transportation in the desert.

He walked fast enough, and he could walk to the nearest mining area in half a day, but Hill was a guest. Although he looked reliable, he must have no experience, and walking in the desert was not an easy task.What's more, he guessed that Hill was here for the first time, so he wanted to surprise him.Desert treasures are all white, and it is said that their fur is more valuable than gold and gems outside the Vale of the First Moon.He carefully observed Hill's reaction. He obviously looked young, but the expected surprise did not appear. Hill was very calm, neither surprised nor admired.

Carat couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "Have you seen a white camel before..."

Hill shook his head, stared at him for a long time, stroked the camel's hairy and robust body and said, "It's beautiful."

"Right!" What a slow and awkward person, Carat thought to herself.He waited for Hill to straddle the camel before turning over, clamping his legs, and slowly driving this beautiful vehicle.

Carat glanced back at Hill behind him. The man was sitting comfortably among the white humps, and Bubble was lying in front of him.Along the way, Bubble, who always liked to go on a rampage, followed Hill obediently.The harness that Kela insisted on bringing from home was useless at all. He glanced at the camel's rucksack annoyedly, and felt like the villain in the story who snatched other people's children, but he didn't mean it at all.

He patted the camel's neck, and the white camel immediately understood what he meant and slowed down, and the two camels drove side by side.

"You want to take a bubble...I mean Fleur, where are you taking her?" Clara asked looking at the lizard lying comfortably on the furry hump.

"Maybe go back to the east. Maybe walk around." Hill sighed as if he understood his thoughts, patted the lizard, Fleur opened his eyes and took a look, jumped up consciously, and landed on Carat's camel , The camel was obviously frightened, staggered and almost fell.Kela hastily bent down, and stroked the hairy neck of the white camel in a comforting manner.

Hill seemed to deliberately let the little guy spend more time with him.

"Did you know that camels are really fast?" He appreciated the kind gesture, but Clara didn't like the lingering depression, and he shouldn't make Hill uncomfortable.He regained his mood and patted the camel's buttocks. The white camel accelerated steadily and started running in the desert.The broad hooves are sure to step on every step.He turned his head and glanced at Hill, who was pulled away by him, and waved: "Come on! Camel racing!"

There is no wind and no sand, and the sky is so blue that it is outrageous.Although Hill had short hair, he had a waist-length tail on the back of his neck. The black hair seemed to glow purple under the strong light, and it floated back and forth with the camel's running pace.The expression on his face was rather helpless, and he patted his mount and chased after him. Carat was worried that he was flustered because he was inexperienced in riding a camel for the first time, so he slowed down and kept a distance from him where we could take care of each other.

The open-pit mine is actually very boring. Originally, Carla thought that Hill was a businessman and decided to bring him here, but Hill seems to be really like what he said, just came here specially to find the lost little guy.But all came, and Carat still took him down the giant pit.Unexpectedly, by accident, Hill unexpectedly became a little interested. He squatted on the shiny ore body, squinted his eyes and looked directly at the gold-like light sprinkled in the sun, with a satisfied expression on his face.There is also Fleur, who tried to bite off the gold mine attached to the rock surface with her teeth, but was pulled off the rock wall of the mine in time by Carla, and the lambskin harness finally came in handy.

After Hill knocked a gem from the bracelet and exchanged a small bag of gold ore with the miners, he sat quietly until the miners were about to finish work, and Carat dragged the irritable Fleur by the side, listening to the men use their rough The voice sang a ditty full of the joy of returning home.

"Let's go." Clara patted him on the shoulder and found that Hill was dozing off again: "Are you tired? Go back and rest, the sun is about to set, and the camels will not be able to leave by then." It was the first time he met such a love Sleeping young man.

On the way back, Carat took the initiative to take off Fleur's chest and back. Seeing the rather weighty little guy get into Hill's arms, she pursed her lips enviously: "Is it boring? This is how boring it is here." After that, Fleur Lei can follow Hill to the outside world to see.At this moment, he didn't even know whether he was envious of Hill or Fleur.

"You, when are you going to take it away..." Back in the city, he took Hill to the tavern.The boss's unfriendly eyes drifted over from time to time, staring at the unfamiliar faces, and the young waiters spoke freely: "The little lunatic has brought friends, so he is also some kind of knight! Hahahahaha."

Carat was a little displeased. He didn't care that people teased him, but he didn't want to cause Hill to be laughed at for no reason.He hastily paid the money, and took Hill away from the lively market with a can of milk wine and pancake barbecue.Before leaving, he did not forget to say thank you to the man at the bar who helped him pack the food.

Hill brushed off Carat's braids behind his back, and took off a ghost drawing, which was affixed by a waiter when he was ordering.There was also a man who was drunk and touched Carat's back, and even twisted a few light-blond hairs and sniffed deeply, which made Hill feel nauseous.It's a pity that the little ghost doesn't understand the dirty meaning in it, and treats it as someone showing his favor, and returns the greeting with a polite smile.

Tsk, even though his pure white clothes were still neat and tidy, Hill couldn't help but slapped the part touched by the alcoholic.He was even a little angry, angry that Carat was so stupid.

"What's wrong?" Carat looked back at him holding the brown paper bag full of food, her blond hair was thrown aside, revealing a scar in the shape of tooth marks on the back of her neck.

"Dirty," Hill said, staring at the scar.

It stands to reason that the back of the neck is not a place where scars are easy to leave, but Helong's teeth are too sharp, and his bites are not serious. This strange scar may follow him for the rest of his life.He accidentally raised his hand to touch the small piece of skin.

Honeymoon:

The peaceful desert life is coming to an end, Carat, are you going to let him go like this!