Chapter 1,058 The Story of the Half-Dragon Girl

Many times, the cool exterior always hides the hard core. In most beautiful fairy tales, you can’t go into the details. Snow White has to live a life after marrying the prince, and there will be a day when fat sags thirty years later; Sleeping Beauty The land has not been touched for hundreds of years, how can the prince who goes to save her get rid of the ashes first? What did the frog prince eat before he met his princess after being turned into a frog for so many years? The girl in the red shoes couldn't stop dancing and could only dance to death, but how did she want to go to the toilet before she died of exhaustion? You see, our childhood is actually very fragile. Regarding the above issues, I once I went to Avalon and asked the Brothers Grimm and Andersen, which caused the three of them to see me as a class enemy for a long time...

I think the example of fairy tales can confirm our current situation. After all, there is nothing more fairy-tale than a sparkling magic castle built of ice and snow. There are usually three types of people living in such a castle: the cold and noble north The witch (who may be an evil witch by the way), the innocent and kind ice princess, and the mysterious and wise winter elf. I think in the authentic fairy tale, the above three types of tenants do not have to worry about the ice castle in their home being uninhabitable for three days. There is no problem with the door being frozen, and there is no need to smash the door to get in when you get home. I now deeply realize that fairy tales are all lies, and my own ice and snow castle is a lie anyway. There was no kitchen or other place to cook here, so Bingtis could only light a large bonfire in the center of the side hall. A dozen of us, including the two half-dragon girls who were invited, roasted various dishes around the bonfire. Cooking all kinds of strange things for dinner; there are no guest rooms in the ice castle. When Pandora built this, it wasn't so sophisticated, so the two half-dragon girls could only set up a tent to sleep. The empty castle hall was dozens of meters high and was basically an empty shell. Staying here would not be any different from sleeping outside. So looking at her tent and the bonfire in front of her, Sakina asked. I have a very dialectical question: "Is this any different from setting up a tent outside?"

I looked up at the roof more than ten meters away and scratched my hair: "Oh, you can just sleep. How about I find you a villa? Maybe someone has one in their personal space."

Sakina looked at us as if we were looking at monsters, and finally her eyes fell on the pure white little girl who was leaning next to the bonfire and looking at the flames curiously: "Forget it, I don't know what other problems you are planning to cause. Let's talk about this Boy, we were shocked."

Sakina was referring to what happened half an hour ago in front of the castle's porch: she and Sona saw rows of little girl snow sculptures displayed in the niches, and then the mercury lamp blurted out "... …There is only the soul”. These two points caused a huge misunderstanding between the two half-dragon girls. I still remember Sakina’s imaginative guess: “So you are an evil mage! You experiment with girls’ souls. You stuff them into golems. You even make these snow sculptures!”

At that time, she had an expression filled with righteous indignation, glaring at me while pointing at the mercury lamp and the snow sculptures displayed in the niches. Before I could realize why she could have such rich associations, the little dolls on her shoulders had already been obliged to She stood up to protect her dad: she rushed forward and bit Sakina's arm: "Rilai Shu Mo (you are the demon)!" Well, maybe it wasn't to protect her dad...

The above is the scene that happened more than half an hour ago, but now. The misunderstanding has been resolved.

"Watch little Qijing, don't let her play in the fire. Be careful to spread the fire." I smiled at Sakina, then turned to Saeko and shouted. I don’t know if I learned it from Anweina or my elder sister. Now I’m quite good at taking care of children. Xiao Qijing is so curious that she jumped into the fire several times to have fun. I had to let someone pull her away. Just keep this little girl in mind.

In order to clear up the misunderstanding at that time, I called the soul of the Rose Girl who was watching a movie in my own mental sea (pulling out some of my interesting memories to show to Xiao Qijing. This is a gameplay that I recently discovered and the child really liked). When they came out, this little girl with a soul body frightened the two half-dragon girls, but they soon discovered that the former did not look like she was being persecuted at all, but was extremely close to "a certain evil soul wizard". So the misunderstanding was naturally resolved.

"Are you really a mage?" Sakina fiddled with the bonfire in front of her and cast curious eyes over her, "It doesn't look like it to me."

"I'll explain it to you when I get a chance. We're on a trip, and we might tell you the truth when we leave here: if you can understand. Now, as long as you know one thing, we are not bad people."

"What's going on with this little girl?" Sakina saw that I didn't mean to explain more, so she still turned the topic to Xiao Qijing, who was reaching into the blazing flames at this time, trying to They grabbed those flames, while Seiko kept a close watch on them to prevent the little guy from grabbing the charcoal and throwing it around. This kind of scene is not easy to understand in ordinary circumstances. I patted Xiao Qijing's head with pity, and the little girl immediately came over with a smile. "Her name is Xuehua Qijing, but you can just call her Xiao Qijing. This child was born with only a soul and cannot grow in the real world, so I have been raising her in my own soul world."

Sakina looked at me for a while with an expression that was not very understandable, and then hissed: "You are just listening to the old wizard telling fairy tales. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would definitely say you are a liar. , one of your daughters is a demon... doll, and the other is a soul, and they are both so small, are you really a human being? How many daughters do you have? "

Before I could say anything, Xiaoxue's yelling came from across the bonfire: "Here's another one! Here's another one! I'm his daughter too! Do you think I'm cute? My dad treats me as his treasure!"

The two half-dragon girls were dumbfounded at that time, looking at me with even more incomprehensible eyes than before. But at this moment, Pao Pao, who was sitting on the other side of them, pushed Little Pao Pao forward leisurely: "Knowing For a moment. This is the eldest princess."

I felt that something was about to go wrong, but before I could say anything, Paopao had already continued: "By the way, I am the child's mother, that is, the wife of that person over there." At the end, she suddenly said: Thumbs up: "I am working very hard to practice being a wife!"

Sakina and Sona hugged their chests and looked at me in horror. The latter didn't like to talk, but the former asked with an unprecedented serious expression: "Please tell the truth. You won't attack women outside your own race, will you?" !!”

Before I could say anything, I saw this weird Bingtis looking around. His eyes specifically stopped at Shandora, and then he cleared his throat and was about to speak. But fortunately, I had quick eyesight and quick hands, and a piece of barbecue was over. "Honestly." No one thinks you are dumb when you eat!"

Sakina laughed twice and pulled her companion to move aside...

But there seemed to be benefits to such random chatting. The two half-dragon girls' rejection of us was obviously not as strong as it was at the beginning. I felt it was time to ask myself questions that I hadn't thought about before. So I carefully picked the right wording and asked, "What about that? I'm going to ask, but you seem to have a bad opinion of mages?"

Sakina frowned, but was not angry. She glanced at me, as if she was weighing whether the stranger she had just met in front of her was worth talking to. Then she nodded: "Of course I don't have a good impression. Sona and I were once A mage adopted him."

"Um. It should be just the opposite. Why don't I have a good impression?" Qian Qian asked curiously.

Sona replied in a low voice: "Buy it from the slave market. Use it as experimental subjects for pharmaceutical research and as coolies. Because half-dragons have strong physical fitness and high drug resistance. At the same time, they are very strong. And we ourselves can’t learn any magic, so most mages with enough money and strength like to raise a few half-dragons as coolies. Although the slave trade is prohibited by the royal family in many places, they always have an excuse: sect War, battlefield capture, family slaves, there are as many loopholes in the law as there are. Sakina and I spent our adult days in the poison test cage. Sakina is therefore hostile to all mages, and I? Although I think it may not be the case I should put hatred on every mage, but at least I won’t have a good impression of you as a group.”

I never expected to hear such a story, and I immediately felt that I really shouldn’t ask this question. Slavery, mage, experiment... these three words were combined in such a dirty way. Who would have thought that these two half-dragon girls had experienced such a thing!

I was very embarrassed, and the two half-dragon girls kept paying attention to our expressions. Sona said thoughtfully: "It seems like you haven't heard of this kind of thing? I really don't know where you come from. Traveler, is it across from the Black Plains? I heard that there has never been slavery there, and there are many strange researchers who like to run around, and some even cross the Black Plains."

I found that if I continued to expand on this topic, I would soon be unable to explain it clearly, so I stopped decisively and hesitantly asked the next question: "Then how did you get free later? Were you released?"

"Being let go?" Sakina looked into my eyes with her golden vertical pupils, "How naive. A half-dragon slave is a high-priced item. Even the richest mage will not waste it easily. We are all being used. Until death. As I said just now, Sona and I spent our adult birthdays in a poison testing cage. Based on a strange formula found in an ancient ruins, the mage created several Potions, in order to verify their effect, he fed them to us: that was a birthday gift. Later, he was able to confirm that those potions were deadly poisons. Sona and I soon fell down with poison, and our bodies were covered with poison. Later, the mage probably thought that we were dead, so he threw the bodies into the wild together with the cage. But I don’t know whether it was due to fate or something else, but the two of us survived and recovered after a peeling. Until now, except for some occasional sequelae, it is almost the same as when I was healthy.”

Sakina said, and looked at her arm in disbelief. It seemed that there were still scars left on it after the poison eroded and festered. "This is how we gained freedom. Later, Sona and I escaped from the principality and started wandering around, stealing things, working as coolies when we were healthy, and smashing the windows of noble houses in winter. We were arrested and thrown into jail. Anyway, no matter what, we can have something to eat. To be honest, prison food is at least much better than garbage. Later, even the jailers gradually got to know the two of us. They are somewhat kind-hearted. As long as they see The two of us knew that winter was coming when we came in. The two lizards...the half-dragons were looking for a safe place to hibernate, so they took care of us. One of the young jailers' parents happened to have an experience of exploring outside, and he was chatting. He mentioned this matter to us at one time. He also brought a notebook left by his father, which contained adventure experiences in various dangerous places. We found that explorer is the only profession that does not require any professional skills to enter the industry. So I decided to become an explorer. Those of you with status may not know what the profession of an explorer does. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, explorers are similar to vagrants and scavengers. Anyone can claim to be an explorer. Jia: As long as you have the strength and courage. If you can scrape together a few survival tools and self-defense items in the wild, and dare to pick up some weird things from the ruins and sell them back to people like alchemists, you will be considered qualified. Explorer."

"So later we stole the notebook from that young man and became an adventurer..."

"Um, stolen?" Qianqian couldn't help but asked, and I looked at Sakina and Sona in surprise.

Sona sighed and whispered: "Yes, it was stolen. We were all used to stealing to get what we wanted, and that notebook is indeed very important. Without that thing, it would be rash Nine times out of ten, novices will die at the hands of the guardians of the ruins. Although we have no experience, we have heard of this knowledge: it is quite dangerous for novice adventurers without the guidance of seniors, so unless they are forced by life, they can Not many people are willing to do such an unseemly job. The young man cherishes the notes very much. It is a relic of his father. It is okay for him to show it to us, but it is absolutely impossible to give it away, and if we take the notes with us, If you die outside, the thing will be lost forever. Sona is very smart. She thought of this from the beginning, so on the day we decided to set off, we took the initiative to find the young man in the prison, and then... stole the notes. Come here. This is it, this is the only equipment we had when we first set out on our journey.”

Sona said, and took out a thick book from her backpack that was a little tattered, but had obviously been carefully repaired many times. I couldn't understand the twists and turns of the characters on it, but I could tell that it was used by her user. Carefully preserved.

"Actually, we had already thought about it from the beginning. When we become senior adventurers and no longer need it, we will return this!" Sakina said hurriedly, "But a lot of things happened after that. Life at home is very dangerous, and if we are unlucky, we won’t be able to eat. Due to the pressure of life, we have never bothered to return the notes. After several years, the matter has gradually been delayed. Now maybe we just want to return it, He doesn’t have the courage anymore, that young man must still hate those two half-dragon thieves.”

"After all, half-dragons are considered an uneducated race," Sona sighed, burying her head in her knees, and after a moment of silence, she put the notebook away again, "And along the way, we followed the ancient ruins that might appear at any time. Running west, we have traveled a long way, crossing at least a dozen principalities. Going back to the original city is also an impossible journey. Moreover, after so many years, the enthusiastic young man back then may have long been gone. Not as a jailer, even his appearance has changed, the lifespan of humans is shorter than that of half-dragons, and we have already lost all the time."

It’s a long story, but it’s not earth-shattering. Compared with the big winds and waves we’ve experienced, I’m afraid it’s not even a small wave. But for this pair of ordinary half-dragon girls, this is the hard journey they have experienced in life. : As the saying goes, little people also have the grandeur of little people. I don’t know what happened to the enthusiastic young jailer back then. I hope he is doing well. I also hope that these two half-dragon girls can muster the courage to return the notebook they stole to its original owner.

After hearing my consolation, Sona just smiled lightly and said that she would eventually make a decision. Sakina seemed to have turned her attention away from this topic and concentrated on waiting for the meal to start.

Everyone made dinner together using the ingredients they brought with them. This was Qianqian's suggestion. She said she wanted to hold a party-style barbecue party. The ingredients Sajina brought out were dried meat and a very hard kind of meat they had reserved. , but the pasta tastes pretty good - these should be used by explorers to satisfy their hunger when working in the field. The dried meat can be eaten directly, but when conditions are good, it can also be cooked or grilled. Qianqian explored it from the portable space Flour and vegetables came out - but in fact, we shouldn't be surprised by what she brought with her. Sandora still brought out an overwhelming amount of snacks, which stunned the two half-dragon girls. In addition, there were also various kinds of snacks that each brought. Grow weird things, including yogurt from a mercury lamp and jelly beans taken out by Little Bubbles. Most of the food is left to Monina. Now my sister is not around, and Anweina has not followed us. If there are just a few of us, the only cook is Monina: she is a great chef and cooks at home. Except for Anweina, she is the most powerful.

While waiting for the meal to begin, Qianqian curiously took out a few pieces of dried meat, skewered it on iron skewers and put it in the fire to roast. I was very worried about whether the pile of carbide would be forced into myself later. In the mouth. Little Paopao threw her precious jelly beans into the fire and lost them all in an instant. Now she is hugging Bubbles and crying. Little Qijing is still roasting herself persistently. She firmly believes that she can catch the flames. The mercury lamp puts the yogurt away. In a metal box, it was heated a little next to the fire and sucked contentedly. Two half-dragon girls were curiously studying how to open the canned fruit. Sandora was baking two stones, one of which had been I bit off a third of it...

Me: "..." I was very pleased to see that the two half-dragon girls didn't express any opinions on Sandora's recipe. They seemed to have finally started to become numb.

After dinner, we had nothing to say all night. We spent the night in this gorgeous fairy tale castle with a bed on the floor, a bonfire, and a tent next to it. Let me say it again, there are details behind every deceptive fairy tale... (Unfinished) To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)