38.
Everyone has eyes.
They could all see that Frius was obviously getting stronger again.
I think flying over the sea of death is no longer a problem for Frius now.
Andy and other cronies secretly had a secret meeting with me. The topic of the secret conversation was how to find a way to make Frius stay longer - our power has grown too fast, and it has become a commonplace in the year since Frius joined. The strongest force in the northeastern part of the Nas Continent is undoubtedly the target of public criticism, and our accumulation is far from that of Ansai and other old-fashioned lords. If we lose the great power of Frius, we will undoubtedly fall into an extremely difficult situation. situation.
However, the dragon itself is very rare in the Vanas continent, and most people know very little about it, and it is even more difficult to think of a way to keep Frius.
Andy and I had listened to bards tell stories when they were kids.
We all remember what the bard said about the dragon's two hobbies: treasures of all kinds and the daughters of kings/lords.
To be honest, Frius doesn't care much about the treasure in my vault these days. I don't want it to him. Instead, he taught me to take good money to train the army to build fortifications. As for the lord's daughter...
My father is a lord, but unfortunately he has only sons and no daughters.
I'm also a lord, but unfortunately I don't even have a wife, let alone a daughter.
So Andy thought of a way to select two beautiful women, give them money, and let them serve Frius.
39.
Unexpectedly, Frius was furious and fanned the two beauties with his wings.
I had to find Andy to appease the beauty, and then go to appease Frius myself.
Frius was hovering on the roof of my lord's fortress, staring at me step by step, struggling to get up to the roof and approaching him, his icy blue eyes even had scarlet colors in the depths.
When I shivered, I thought to myself that Alfred was pissed off. I also feel aggrieved why he is so angry. I think that the two beauties are impeccable except that they are not the daughters of the lord.
But in any case, the problem must be here, I can only coax him along.
I stretched out my hand on tiptoe to reach his neck.
Frius didn't hide, I had a play in my heart, and I jumped up desperately to hug his neck.
Frius lowered his head slightly.
I wanted to laugh, but didn't dare, I took the opportunity to hug him. There was still an expression on his face that I was wrong and I confessed that I was wrong. He raised his head and looked at Frius aggrievedly: "Aver, it was me who was wrong, I shouldn't let Andy do that."
Don't worry about real grievances or fake grievances, it's always right to pretend to be wronged.
Frius snorted and ignored me.
I put my face against his neck and gently rubbed against his fine and cold scales: "Afu, it was my fault, forgive me this time, okay?"
Frius still didn't speak, but he landed gently on the roof and squatted aside.
I turned my face to the side, pressed my lips to the scales of his neck, and pressed him again and again and said in a sullen voice, "Afu..."
I think their dragon race should be very strange, as long as the lord or the king's daughter, not others, I should respect their ethnic culture. So he explained: "Afu, my father really only has sons and no daughters... If you are still angry, I will pay you back, okay?"
Frius turned his head reluctantly and looked straight at me, but only hummed again.
I was so relieved that I knew he wasn't angry anymore. Yixi in her heart hugged his neck tightly: "Afu, you are the best, you are really the most powerful and handsome dragon I have ever seen!"
I swear I'm telling the truth - anyway I've only seen one dragon of him so far in my life.
Frius snorted two more breaths, but I could clearly see the faint smugness in his icy blue eyes.
I thought the bard was right, dragons are proud and vain creatures.
I figured that we were reconciled, so I became more arrogant, hugged his neck to my face, and gently licked and bit the scales of his neck - this action was completely arbitrary at the time, and there was no reason. Afterwards, when I analyzed my self-motivation, I concluded that the neck is a fragile and deadly part for any creature. One creature's willingness to put its own neck under the control of another creature represents the mutual trust between. I want to take this to prove that Frius is still close to me and trusts me.
As a result, I gnawed it twice, and was pushed to the roof by Frius's paw.
Then a large shadow fell, and he leaned down, and began to lick my face and neck in vengeance, even touching my jaw and side of my neck with his razor-sharp fangs.
I was a little scared and panicked, so I closed my eyes and pushed him: "Afu..."
But it was so easy for Frius to push me down, but it was as hard as a hill for me to push him away.
I called him with a low begging again: "Afu... don't make trouble..."
Then he felt light on his body, and he picked him up again and threw him on his back.
When I was walking through the clouds with my arms around Alfredo's neck, I thought we should be really reconciled.
It was very windy at high altitude, I lowered my body, lay on Frius and laughed.
I suddenly couldn't help but directly say the cause of this series of events, which is also my wish—
I said, "Aver, don't you go, okay?"
The wind is so strong, I don't know if he can hear it.