Duke of Grief

Cervantes was lying on the ground looking at the maid soaking in the hot water, and felt more and more that he must have been the legendary mermaid goddess cursed curse fifteen years ago, otherwise Shi Lezhi could not pick up the little thing When he came back, he regretted his decision very much.

　　If it wasn’t because of the stupid decision, he wouldn’t run from the warm dungeon to the dry ghost forest and build a house by himself—Heilong built the house? And haven't you built it for yourself? What jokes are you talking about? We are experts in demolition...oh, that magical waste? Then there is nothing strange.

Cervantes was not the same as his cousin, and he didn’t know if he had made any mistakes at birth. Anyway, he didn’t learn magic, and he didn’t have much spell-like abilities as a five-colored dragon. It is well-known here, whether it is a five-color dragon or a metal dragon, as long as the slightly more active dragon family knows him Cervantes-have you heard of a black dragon that is not magical? Hahaha, this is funny, isn't it?

Do not! This is not funny!

　　 As a black dragon spitting out dragon breath or flames, Cervantes even wondered whether his father had red dragon blood on his father or his mother had red dragon blood on his mother? Otherwise why his dragon's breath is flame?

However, although there is no magic, at least Cervantes, who has created dragon fighting, said that his strong muscles and elemental energy in the blood are the most powerful dragons who use magic and spell-like abilities to fight. It's all scum!

Serena soaked her body in hot water, and after a hard day, her body was finally able to relax and soak in the comfortable hot water, which reminded her of the first time she met Cervantes. Up to now, she may not say such a shameful word, systematically bullying her dominant awareness at the time was only five years old, and dare to teach anything swearing.

　　 Lying on the edge of the bathtub, Serena yawned. As a mage, she had to get enough sleep, but she hadn't finished her bath yet.

　　 "The water is cold, it's hot."

Staring at the maid's hazy white back in the mist, Cervantes feels more and more that he really made a very wrong decision, not only picked up such a maid, but also changed his sexuality- It should be said that as a black dragon, shouldn't you like a dragon with a well-angled angle, smooth scales, shapely muscles and a slender body?

　　 Subconsciously flipped the fire, Cervantes couldn't help but fall into contemplation, not even realizing that he had completed another change of status with the maid.

　　 Selena raised her head and looked at the starry sky. The once brilliant stars were still hanging on the night sky, but the gods who once sat on the constellation had fallen into the world and ruled the world with mortals.

　　 The invisible but extremely clear magic net replaced the deity hanging above the sky, and the great demon wave swept all the deities on the upper plane, even the divine creatures were treated the same.

　　 Eight hundred years have passed since the five-year intermittent war, but the material plane has not changed.

　　 took the towel handed over by the black dragon, and the maid wiped off the water droplets on her body, calculating in her mind.

　　 "Master, if you calculate the time,'they' are coming again." A trick was used to bring the black and white maid costume, Serena reminded.

　　 Black Dragon was awakened from his contemplation: "Ah? In the past five years?"

　　 Thanks to this **** dragon concept of time! Cervantes was ecstatic.

　　 This **** dragon concept of time! Serena thought she was one year older, and suddenly she was not so happy.

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At noon the next day, Cervantes did not sleep for a few days or more as usual. He was happily squatting at the entrance of his cave like a Husky (maidservant) who was only brought out by the owner. Waiting for the maid to prepare.

　　The thing that makes Black Dragon so exciting, besides eating roasted whole sheep, is probably only a pocket money once every five years.

　　Easy, really easy to buy (Maidservant)!

These days have probably lasted for two or three hundred years. Since he was kicked out by his mother, he has been able to get'pocket money' from his father. Although it is only put together as a mattress, it has lasted for two. Three hundred years ago, when she first saw the pile of gold coins, Serena was almost blinded.

Every time the pocket money sent comes with a gem with positioning ability, but every time Cervantes is reluctant to lose it, Serena feels that he has not been killed in the two or three hundred years after he was kicked out. There is only one possibility, that is, his father really loves him—although Cervantes is a dragon, he is also a black dragon born with chaos! As for ‘evil’, it’s hardly seen (maidservant’s words).

　　 Otherwise, it’s his IQ... If he didn’t have the inherent racial advantage as a black dragon, he wouldn’t know how he died after being kicked out (Maidservant’s Word).

Cervantes as a black dragon, he is a lot of doubts, such as whether the person who gives him pocket money will embezzle his gold coins and gems. He has thought about it many times, but every time he is a little uncertain, and neither Dare to eat someone, and no one will give him money next time. He still has some IQ.

　　 After the maid came, he became more comfortable, because at least one person who counted to help him count it, which made him feel how wise his decision was fifteen years ago.

　　 He only likes gold coins and gemstones. The amount of money is really just a number for him, but he just likes to hear the maid report these numbers to him, because it will make him happy.

　　 Serena climbed up to the back of her master familiarly, and Cervantes never let anyone climb any dragon on his back-except his maid!

　　 "Fine." The maid on her back said.

Cervantes started running, the wings on his back kept flapping, and Serena sitting on the dragon's back released a ring of "wind enchantment" to herself. This was only after an airship was invented. Magic, which has been around for 400 years, is a protective magic widely spread. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com

　　The wind blew up the dust, and the black dragon's limbs squeezed hard, and the reaction force threw himself into the sky. The wings flicked violently. The huge but symmetrical black dragon flew to the sky.

Although the location of the lair has been known for a long time, Cervantes has always insisted on taking money elsewhere, because he cannot guarantee that those people can see his treasure after seeing his fortune, even if he can hold back for a while, But the rich treasures of the Black Dragon can make anyone tempted.

　　 If it is not okay to see, once it is seen, then not many people can bear this temptation.

　　In Cervantes's perception, human beings are greedy, just how much or whether they can control their differences. For the sake of his treasures, he must be careful.

　　 Passing the violent wind around did not blow Serena's cloak, although it can only protect against natural wind, but it is more suitable for use in such a place.

　　 "Eh-pop!"

　　 The signal fireworks exploded in the sky, and the black dragon leaned to the left, turned a seventy degree bend in the sky, and flew in the direction of the signal fireworks.

　　 approaching the treetops, Cervantes' wings flapped, and a strong wind pressed the treetops down and landed gently on the open space in front.

　　 "Master Cervantes!" A middle-aged man waiting for the Black Dragon on the edge of the open space greeted him with anxiety on his face.

Heilong looked around, but found that there were no treasure chests containing gold coins and gemstones, and there were only three escorts, which made him happy and fell to the bottom of the valley, shouting: "Tosoro, my lovely gold coin ? Why didn't I see them?"

　　 "Master Cervantes..." This rugged man's eyes were red, "Master Duke hopes you can go back and inherit the sad wind collar-he is about to die!"