The Amber Sword

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A loud bang burst, suddenly the top of the cold lobby broke apart, only a huge thing fell from the sky as the snow fell heavily on the ground, then Brando saw Aloz leap down from the top, she slowly walked to the side of the snow pile, reached into the snow, grabbed a tail from it, and then dragged a bunch of meatballs out of it.

And then it became clear to everyone that it was actually a dragon -- a rolling dragon, huge in shape, almost two stories tall, but not like the beautiful streamline that Aloz had when he turned into a giant dragon, but like a giant spindle, two pairs of wings like the chicken wings Brando had seen in the supermarket freezer all his life, the only difference was that there were some scales on it, and Aloz grabbed him by the tail, dragged him out, and his short, fat limbs fluttered on the ground, screaming like a pig.

Brando swore he would never forget this scene in his life, because it was so stupid, and in fact he had never seen the dragon before in his life, because it was so insidious, and often the players lay on the floor before he saw it, just like the aristocratic vigilantes who were buried under the ice.

Others, poets and Haroozers, have long gazed at each other, and they can hardly believe what they see, or feel that their worldview has been overthrown.

Starr put his little paw on his head and screamed tearlessly: “Let go of me, Sister Aloz, it's embarrassing. ”

His voice roared in the cave, but it was hard to believe that such a cheerful roar was begging for forgiveness.

“You know how embarrassing it is, Dragon God, to see what you've done to your lair! You set a trap in your lair, and you disgraced the dragon's face!” Aloz snorted coldly, punched her little fist in the head, her pink fist seemed weak, but she punched the star and flew out like a meteorite, ‘Bombing’ a loud bang directly turned the broken half of the ice wall in the center of the hall into a piece of ground.

All the Cruz aristocrats who saw this scene were playing drums at this moment, and the vest that had offended Aloz was cold, and almost everyone was thinking, "Oh, my God, is this little girl violent?"

But Aloz was really violent, and she seemed mad, and she punched that meat-rolling dragon like a sister who was angry with her breasts filled -- if she had breasts to fill —— and of course, the fat punch was from the dragon's point of view, on anyone, even Veronica was presumably beaten to meat sauce.

The educational campaign lasted half an hour before Aloz dragged a blue-faced Starr to meet Brando. Unexpectedly, Starr turned into a human being. He was a little fat, but he was an elf, and an elf who was passionate about beautiful things would probably want to stab him with a sword when he saw him like this.

“I know you, humans, my sister and I have talked about you, and she said that the big sister was secretly in love with you ——” Starr said in a loud voice, but before he finished, Aloz grabbed me by the wrist and smashed me over the shoulder on the ice. She smashed the little fat man on the floor and clapped her hands, as if she had dropped a bag of flour and raised her head and replied, "His sister is Florfa, the companion of my life. You should have seen her, you stole her earrings, remember? ”

Brando knew that the Golden Nation was asexually reproduced, and the spouse of the Dragon Nation was in fact an alliance in a sense, but what did the unstoppable guy say, what did he mean by stealing Frofa's earrings, and he turned around and saw Veronica's crew looking at herself weirdly —— a grown man stealing a woman's earrings, what was that behavior? Especially since the lady is still a dragon.

The eyes of men are full of admiration, and the eyes of women in this room are a little complicated. “You're amazing, Mr. Brando.” The poem sincerely exclaims: “Earrings are important to the Dragons. Legend has it that Tiamat and Bahamet were twins, and Martha gave them two earrings, one called order and one called destruction, respectively. But since the years of chaos, separate earrings have been given symbols of love. I do not know if this statement is circulated only in human time. I did not expect that the Lord has personally paid and acted to verify it. For scholars, knowing that integration is an important link. ”

Brando only wanted to block the girl's mouth, but Aloz smiled badly, and she reached out and touched the poem's cheek and praised: “You're right, little girl. ”

“Is this, like...?” The poem was slightly blushing, some blushing, she knew the custom between dragons, and it was a laudable sign for the elderly to put their hands on the faces of the young. Of course, Aroz is, in a sense, a lot older than him.

“That's right, you're smart.” Aloz nodded: “This is the friendship I gave you. ”

All the Krutz nobles present heard this phrase red-eyed, and Brando couldn't help but envy it a little. The Dragon's friendship is the same as that of the Silver Elf. It is time-barred, generally a mortal's life, and there is a limit on the number of times, generally once.

But this means that dragons can help a mortal fulfill a wish as long as their abilities and preferences permit.

Poetry was still dazed, Veronica had tapped her shoulder lightly, the poetry she had deliberately brought out to practice, she loved the little girl, and the Empire was unanimously watching her as the heir to the next curator of the Royal Library, as well as the key figure of the future Blood Cross - the main reason, of course, was because of the importance Buga attached to her.

Veronica liked her, however, only out of a simple love for her younger generations. Faina was too managerial and the Chancellor was too paranoid, especially the latter, who had felt strangled since she knew what she had done in Brando's territory, but had to send the latter back to the Empire. No one knows more about Brando's place in Eruin at this moment than Veronica, and about the only person in the Imperial nobility who understands Brando's other identity in the rings of the wind and his relationship with the Silver Nation.

Eruin is no longer the original Eruin, and with Valhalla, it is destined to rise as a new empire, and sometimes Veronica even feels that Brando is invisible to Gilt, the king of flames, or Eck, the lion's heart of the Eruin.

She is therefore very fond of poetry, which is pure and kind, and far more suitable for serving as a bond between Cruz and Eruin than Faina and another Prime Minister, Chikin.

Unfortunately, no one else could understand her thoughts as far as she thought, so Veronica had to hide some of her arrangements for the time being.

However, at least everything that has happened so far proves her choice right. In her view, everyone around this very interesting little guy is not easy. He is not only closely connected to the people of silver, but also favoured by the Dragons.

And the poet almost immediately benefited from it, at least whether or not she wanted to, the dragon's friendship would have a profound impact on her production. As long as this message returns to the Empire, the qualifications of important members of the future Blood Cross may become the next president of the Blood Cross.

But Brando interrupted the conversation, and he knew that the discussion must not be allowed to continue. The dragon was definitely intent on watching his joke, and she knew that the earring was just something he had inadvertently acquired. He suddenly remembered something and asked: “Wait, Flofa is his sister, the big sister in his mouth is again...”

Brando spoke half the time, suddenly saw the golden flame in Aloz's eyes, and suddenly his heart was pounding on her. It was wonderful that Little Mother Dragon had wiped out Sensen's teeth to make Brando realize that he still did not want to continue on this issue.

But he had some subtle feelings in his heart, and he couldn't help but look at Aloz.

“What are you looking at?” Aloz stared at him and hummed coldly: “Do I have flowers on my face? ”

“No.” Brando shook his head, joking, annoying the dragon. That was no joke. Starr still has a nasal blue-faced swelling on the ground. It's a dragon. He was born with golden strength, and in fact after the elements of chemistry, pure muscle strength has come close to perfect body level. If Junior Dragon is going to open his knife, it's estimated that he can be torn to pieces in minutes.

“Well, you don't have to be surprised. I told you, I have a crush on you. Even as a backup mate, it's not impossible.” Aloz blushed and continued.

But it was a bit too harsh, the poems were deaf, and Sy seemed a little overwhelmed, Veronica looked at the ‘little couple' with a smile. And as for the rest of the Cruz aristocracy, looking at Brando is actually equivalent to looking at a dragon.

Or maybe they weren't so surprised to see a dragon this time. Some of the bolder Knights of the Folding Knights have even put their thumbs up against Brando.

“Nobody thinks you're mute if you shut up.” Brando couldn't resist biting his teeth and answering.

Aloz glanced at him and sighed softly: "Who allowed you to speak to me like that?” Forget it, though, I'm too lazy to compare you-- ”

She turned around and left, disappearing outside the lobby.

“Mr. Brando...” The poet seemed frightened. She finally said something: “You...”

“You don't have to say anything. It's all a misunderstanding.” Brando knew it and was given another hand by this little dragon.

… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)