I Killed the Dragon

　　 Palace, the Archon Marquis Riley finished the last thing of the day, rubbing his forehead and preparing to go to the back garden to relax, drink afternoon tea and enjoy the flowers.

　　Although he complained that the cub was ignorant, and the kingdom he had just laid down for the so-called lake fairy was thrown away, which made him exhausted every day, but he actually enjoyed it.

　　As soon as he walked to the back garden, Sir Riley looked up suspiciously, and then saw a dark figure hitting the flowers in the garden.

　　 "Who?" Sir Riley was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that there would still be people who would dare to be presumptuous in the palace. Didn't they put the palace's defenses in their eyes? Could they be the assassins of the remnants?

　　 The man who fell down looked up and looked around, and when he found out where he was, he muttered softly "Why didn't he return to the original position", and then lay motionless in the flowers.

　　 A green figure followed closely, swayed in the air, and slammed on the man's head, with his limbs lying on the back of his head, spreading out perfectly.

　　 "Consultant, may I ask what happened?" Several soldiers heard the marquise's angry voice and rushed in and asked, this is His Majesty's father, the current Archon of the Kingdom, they will be over if something happens.

　　 After the back garden had no one to take care of, Gray dismissed the soldiers guarding here. After all, it was a resting place for viewing flowers. A group of soldiers stood here, which greatly affected the atmosphere of viewing flowers, so the soldiers did not know what happened.

　　 "It's okay, you go out, I misread it!" Marquis Riley waved his hand, sent the soldier out, and then looked at the man, "Grey?"

　　 This is for sure, besides His Majesty, who else can appear in the palace silently?

When he came out, the Marquis Riley did not recognize him, so he shouted and called the soldiers in. But then when Gray looked up and looked at the surroundings, he could see clearly. Responsibly throw things to his stupid son.

　　 Did not hear the answer, Marquis Riley walked slowly over, poked him in the waist with his cane, and tried to pull him up.

　　 "Don't make trouble, let me lie down for a while!" Gray waved his hand impatiently and threw the Marquis Riley away, shouting in a dreamlike tone.

　　 There is no other way. Anyone who is forcefully washed by the drum washing machine cannot act like a normal person. It is very good if he does not faint.

　　 And here is his own base camp, there is no danger, there is no need to stand up to the discomfort and get up, of course he has to lie down for a while to let the paste in his brain solidify.

　　 "Isn't injured? Would you like to call a doctor to see? Let someone help you back to the room?"

　　 Gray lay on the ground like a dead fish, and waved his hand weakly again after hearing the words, let Dad go to work, don't pay attention to himself, just give himself a little time.

　　 The Marquis of Riley looked at him like this, he probably understood that he was fine, and he let him lie there, and then asked the servant to bring up tea and cakes, and he began to enjoy it next to him.

　　 A faint scent came into his nostrils, Gray's nose **** a few times, and his palm touched his head. After grabbing the elf in his hand, Gray calmly got up, patted the mud on his body, and sat in front of the Marquis of Riley.

　　 "Father..." Gray raised his head and looked at the sky, thick dark clouds covering the sky, no sunlight can come down, making him unable to judge the current time, but this does not bother him, "Good noon!"

　　 "It's already afternoon." Jazz said calmly, "If you want to ask good noon, it is a good choice to come back two hours in advance."

"Actually I was about to say good afternoon, just to make up for the greetings I owe you at noon." Gray didn't feel embarrassed at all, and he smiled, "Then can you ask my father to tell me how many times I left here? God?"

　　 "Why, the fairy in the lake is really so wonderful that you don't even want to remember the time?" The Marquis Riley frowned and his tone began to become severe.

　　In his heart, it is his own business that he likes to deal with political affairs, and it cannot be the reason for Gray to be the shopkeeper.

　　 Gray is now a king, no matter what the king should do, it is his responsibility, otherwise he would be sorry for the king and those who believe in him.

　　 I used to think that Gray was just a teenager, and he was curious about new things. When that curiosity disappeared, he would naturally become his king.

But judging from the state of his return, Gray’s spirit is undoubtedly quite exhausted, so that he can even lie on the ground for a while, and after getting up, he does not ask what is wrong with the country, and asks himself how long he has been away. That doesn't mean that he has been drunk and dreaming since he left, so that he can't even remember the time.

　　 Let him indulge further, I'm afraid it will get worse and worse, and in the end he estimated that he won't care about this country anymore.

　　 I must take him back to the right path and let him manage this country well.

　　 "I was confused when I promised you last time. I will return to Hatu city tomorrow, and I will never come to help you deal with these things again. Think about it yourself, how to be a qualified king!"

　　 The Marquis of Riley waved his hand and left.

　　 Gray didn't know what Dad had misunderstood. His head was not sober enough for the time being, and his thoughts were a little confused.

　　 "Little Jasmine, why do you say my father is angry?"

　　 "Oh, dizzy." Little Jasmine heard Gray calling her, slowly stood up, swayed on the table, and then plunged into the tea cup.

　　 Gray was taken aback, and quickly picked up the confused little guy, took out a towel to dry, and made a mini bed and put her on it.

　　 He felt that he could almost return to normal, but Little Jasmine was still confused. This was probably the reason why he lost her in the first place.

　　 Actually, he didn't know what kind of ghost power Little Jasmine was. He was clearly there, but he couldn't find it. It was even more buggy than invisibility.

　　 When you know she is there, you can spot her at a glance.

　　 "It should be the reason why I didn't give him a gift twice after coming back!" Gray nodded, picked out a telescope from the backpack for a long time.

　　 "This thing should be enough to surprise him~www.novelmtl.com~ Then it will be said that it is the magic of the fairy in the lake, called the telescope. I believe he will like this."

　　 Gray secretly imagined the scene when his father was glad to get this thing, and shouted to the outside: "Come on!"

　　 A small group of soldiers walked in quickly and saw Gray sitting in the garden. His face suddenly appeared happy, and he knelt on one knee, "Your Majesty!"

　　 "Don't be polite!" Gray nodded and asked them to get up, "Call Miranda and the others over."

"Yes!"

　　 Seeing that His Majesty the King had no other orders, several people stepped back, with a strange look on their faces. Although they didn't say anything, doubts arose in their hearts.

　　 "His Majesty the King seems to be the one who just lay in the flowers. His clothes are exactly the same, and there are still some parts of his body with the color of dirt and petals."

　　 Not long after, a few little maids came over.

　　 "Quickly rub my head, my head is suffocated." His Majesty said quickly, and when he leaned his head back, he plunged into the waves.

　　 The little maids quickly took their place. They were skilled in their movements and had a clear division of labor. They rubbed their heads, squeezed their shoulders, squeezed their shoulders, and beat their legs.

　　 "Knead little Jasmine, too." His Majesty reluctantly handed out the shoulder-squeezing little maid to the elf to help her relieve her headache.

　　 "Your Majesty, your complexion is not very good, are you sick, do you want to call the doctor to show you?"

　　 "No, I'm fine, this is a normal reaction." Gray enjoying the massage, his brows gradually opened, and his head finally returned to calm.

Looking back on this crossing, Gray thought it was pretty good. Apart from harvesting a lot of gold, he was also very happy to play. It’s a pity that he didn’t achieve any achievements, and the process of crossing is a bit inhumane. It would be nice if he could travel in a flash. .