The Defeated Dragon

Come out all.

All elves come out, I have something important to announce!

What about you, dawdling, come out, be careful that I will remove your front teeth!

Zyra yelled loudly, making the entire worm room area of ​​the castle restless. The densely packed little elves and big elves were flying randomly in the aisles, and making loud noises, it was even more noisy than the vegetable market in the market.

Ulla!

What the hell are you doing!

Zyra is a bully!

Chick, chick, chick.

Bobobobobobobo...

Hm Chi Hm Chi.

What a nasty big elf.

Jira, are you going to discuss the art of binding with me?

If you can't stand this big elf who likes to toss around, can't you just play honestly and disturb my peace in different ways all day long.

The Buckwheat Dragon Fairy Yati stretched out.

It reads in its own worm room, and doesn't want to pay attention to it at all. As a dragon elf, or a dragon elf who migrated from the iron dragon chain palace, Yadi's knot may have been untied. But with Zyra as a hindrance, it still couldn't adapt to the new environment well.

Therefore, the identity of the elf steward has not been able to fall on it for a long time-of course, it has no interest in being a steward.

But this does not prevent it from looking down on Zyra, how can a big elf manage dragon elves!

He deliberately ignores Zyra, the annoying ghost among the elves, but he can't avoid it and sees him every day. The Firefire Castle with many elves and small rooms is already working at full capacity, but there are more than 20 big elves, more than 200 little elves, and more than 1,300 elf worms living here.

With so many elves, it would be terrible if they met Zyra with a bad temper. Every time a trivial matter happened, they would be tossed like crazy.

The same is true today.

Although Artie didn't go out the door,

But it pricked up its ears and listened carefully, trying to figure out what Zyra was up to again.

If you catch the handle later, you can humiliate this annoying ghost.

Quiet!

Give me peace!

What about you, what are you looking at, and I'll dig out your eyeballs!

Zyra's voice is always so energetic, Yati curled her lips in disdain. He secretly thought in his heart, just relying on being Liszt's first elf, his arrogance has no limits, and sooner or later he will stumble!

It took a while to scold.

The aisle finally calmed down a little. I have to say that Zyra's deterrent effect is still good.

At this moment, Artie heard Zyra shout loudly: I tell you a serious matter. Starting today, I officially resign from Liszt's position as the elf steward.

There was a moment of silence.

Immediately afterwards, huge cheers erupted in the aisle.

Sand Karaka!

Ulla!

On Chi On Chi On Chi...

You should have resigned long ago!

I see the light, it's dawn!

Chick, chick, chick.

Countless big elves and little elves cheered and clapped their hands happily, as excited as if a serf turned himself into a master. Some elves even took out jade powder and sprinkled it randomly on the aisle to celebrate this beautiful moment worth remembering for a lifetime. Of course, some elves quietly grabbed the jade powder that fell to the ground, and hid it on themselves happily.

Among them was an elf who got carried away.

He flew directly in front of Zyra, made a big face at Zyra, stuck out his tongue, and frolicked in that Bluburu.

However, at the next moment, Zyra with her hands on her waist made this little elf fall from heaven to hell. I saw it spread its five fingers, slapped its pinky little hand, swung it up hard, and then slapped it down hard.

Slap!

There was a crisp sound.

The elf shot out of the midair like a cannonball, hit the ground, fell to pieces, and then burst into tears with a wow.

The scene of celebration gradually became colder with Zyra's slap and the cries of the elves.

Zyra pinched her waist again, and spit loudly at all the elves in front of her: Wow, don't think that you can be free when I resign as the elf steward. Remember, my resignation is only for a short time, and I will come back... …Cherish the few moments you have now to enjoy, when I get back...”

With a snort, Zyra turned around, leaving behind a powerful word: Arrange!

With transparent wings waving, it had left the worm room area and flew out of the castle without looking back. This trip is to open up the sea and the sky, the fish leaps and the birds fly, it is an impact on a broader level of life, it is its persistent thinking about the future, and it is also breaking the shackles of fate.

It goes crisp.

The elves in the aisle were left behind, looking at each other.

The scenes that should have been celebrated were dominated and shrouded in fear at this moment. Many of them came to Pyrefire Castle not long ago, but the image of Zyra's bully was deeply rooted in the hearts of the elves. From day to night, from reality to dream, like a ghost hovering over the castle.

Angchi, Angchi... A heartless little elf, after being dominated by fear for a few seconds, returned to being heartless again, clutching the jade powder he had collected so hard, and flew back to the worm room happily.

As if in a chain reaction, the other elves returned to normal one after another, staring and quarreling, and the atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

It's just that they don't know what's going on, but some elves vaguely feel that things are changing.

What is Zyra going to do? Ashe, the big pea elf, wrapped the rope around her wrist and thought for a moment. Without thinking about the result, it soon left Zyra behind, returned to the worm room, picked up a scale of the gray-mouthed iron dragon Ornn, and continued to sleep happily.

The buckwheat dragon elf also wondered why Zyra resigned for a while, but it was too lazy to ask such an annoying elf, so it continued to read.

...

Hi Bud, I'm Zyra, Liszt's favorite elf.

Zyra flew to the invisible dragon Bard's ear, introduced herself loudly, trying to get the other party's idea. But Bud just raised his eyelids, then closed his eyes again, and continued to lie on the top of Moon Mountain basking in the sun.

Even though Liszt had informed him, let him be familiar with Zyra.

Naihelong has his own personality, and he doesn't like eye elves at all, which are smaller than ants. It's already for Liszt to show his figure barely.

I want to like you, Bud. You should behave well. Only in this way can I like you. Zyra stood on Bud's eyelids and said seriously.

But the next moment.

Bud didn't know where to get a handful of smoked grass, put it between his teeth, rubbed and chewed slowly, and in an instant, the unique smell of smoked grass permeated the top of Moon Mountain.

Jayla's eyes widened.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

In the fourth second, it slammed its nose tightly, Wow!, Wow! and flew away from here: I will never like a dragon with such a smelly mouth! Never!

...

So, Zyra, you just gave up on Bud? Liszt was inspecting the construction progress of the Sun, Moon and Star Palace, and asked helplessly after hearing Zyra's endless complaints.

It's too smelly, Liszt, how can you bear it, aren't you afraid of smell?

Liszt chuckled: Just get used to it.

I can't get used to it, I want to change to a dragon I like.

Well, let's change to the orichan dragon Mata. It's in the back mountain. I'll take you there.