The Defeated Dragon

"Everyone, come and witness this beautiful, magical, noble little creature!" Galthai cheered loudly.

The appearance of the thorny elf is not so shocking. In fact, the little guy who did not wake up ignored the nobles at all, but just sat on Liszt's shoulder, snoring.

It was just born, curious about everything, and went to bed very late yesterday.

But this does not prevent the nobles from praising the thorny elves with loud applause. At the same time, the eyes of envy, jealousy, appreciation, longing, etc., were projected on Liszt and the elf on his shoulder.

The applause obviously made a noise for the thorny elf.

It flew up at once, yelling at everyone applauding, making a fierce expression, waving his fist, and opening his mouth and screaming, "Wow, wow, wow!"

This obviously did not intimidate anyone, and everyone applauded even more vigorously.

The lively elf is obviously more pleasing than the dozing elf.

"It's so beautiful."

"Beautiful little creature."

"I seem to see it shining with gold coins."

"The Knight Glory visits the Tulip Family, and Baron List has inherited the nobility of the Count!"

"Extremely beautiful, just as cute as those elves in Tulip Castle."

Seeing that their intimidation did not work, this group of humans was still screaming, and the thorny elf was outraged. It jerked out its pink and pink fists, opened its small, fat palm, and yelled, "Wow!"

But I saw a few flashes of light.

Fly to everyone.

That light quickly contaminated many people's clothes. At a speed that was visible to the naked eye, they gave out green buds, and they even started to grow and show branches.

"Oh my god!"

"It's the seed of the elf!"

"The thorny elf sprinkled seeds on our clothes!"

The nobles stood up in a hurry, patted the buds on their clothes, and the whole banquet scene was chaotic for a while.

At this moment, Liszt suddenly said, "Stop, little guy!" For a while, the thorny elf flattened his mouth, flew back reluctantly, and fell back to Liszt's shoulder again.

The buds on the clothes of the nobles also stopped growing.

They were slapped and ripped off with their hands.

Slap clean after a while.

Because she was very close to Liszt, Mrs. Penelope was not sprinkled with seeds. She looked at the elf and said with a smile: "The naughty little guy reminds me of the elf's elves. It's naughty. "

"I like such elf, they are more wild and more aggressive." Li Weila interface, her clothes were sprinkled with a little seed, but she was quickly beaten off without breaking the clothes.

"If I have an elf, I'd like to be teased by it every day," said a baron at Chatan, shaking his collar.

"The elf doesn't make fun of his master, he just likes to play."

"Naughty means it's vibrant."

Liszt and others put their clothes together and re-seated, and apologized with no sincerity: "I'm sorry, it has just been born, and I have some temper to disturb strangers. I have restrained it. Please forget the prank just now Let us continue the banquet. "

The aristocrats all said they didn't mind.

It doesn't matter if you really don't mind.

Gortay cleared her throat and continued to host the celebration: "Our mischievous hero, you have already seen it. There is no doubt that it is a vibrant elf, a treasure given to the town of flowers by the knight's glory, and to Baron Liszt!"

"So, what's its name?" A noble lady asked suddenly.

"What's its name ..." Galtaire looked at Liszt.

Liszt took up the topic: "It's called Jela, and the name means-the rise of thorns, the rise of thorns, starting with it."

"Jela?"

Everyone tastes the name.

"Good name, which matches the temperament of the thorny elf."

"Yes, it's a good name, but it's a bit feminine, but the elf has no gender, and any name is fine."

"Jie La, is it written like that ... Jie ... La, very strange snake text, but very interesting, this is a temperament name."

Everyone thinks the name is good, even if it feels bad in the heart, it still looks good on the surface.

Only Mrs. Penelope complained: "Zela? It sounds like names like Marie and Melissa. Liszt, can you change it?"

Mrs. Marie, who was sitting next to her, smiled awkwardly and politely.

Liszt was also very embarrassed. Melissa was his mother. This old grandmother really didn't show any respect. He could only say, "Grandma, Jira likes her name."

"Wow!"

The thorny elf sensed Liszt's call in his heart and shouted at him.

"Just like it." Mrs. Penelope was not reluctant. Maybe she just wanted to take the opportunity to express her own point of view.

The meeting of the thorny elf, Jela, brought out the celebration atmosphere.

It was almost time to eat. After Carter asked, he signaled the servant to start serving drinks and poured a glass of wine or fruit wine for each guest.

Liszt picked up the red wine in front of him, looked around, and slowly said, "Thank you for coming to the Elf Birth Celebration in Flower Town ... Everyone knows what the birth of an elf means, especially the magic potion behind it The elf ... my father and brother are already on the battlefield, continuing the glory of the tulip family. "

The nobles looked at the young, handsome baron.

Listen carefully. ..

Liszt's speech is average, and there is no literary talent. He is only releasing a signal: "I, Liszt Tulip, as the bloodline of the Tulip family, has been protected by the family. I hope that we must also win glory for the family!"

Stuck.

His volume increased: "The flower town is just a small town, but with the thorn elf, the black tulip, the fire mushroom, and the fast-growing thorn, everything can be expected. And I will recruit a group of followers to help me Govern the town of flowers and form the Cavaliers to charge on the battlefield! "

After thinking about it ~ www.readwn.com ~ he added: "The town of flowers has the ability to capture glory from the battlefield. Do you see the turbulent dog at the gate of the castle? It has ... Evolved into Intermediate Warcraft! And it, loyal to me, will become my most important partner on the battlefield! "

Intermediate Warcraft!

This is the first time that Liszt has been announced to the public.

Suddenly, he heard the aristocrats sitting around the table sipping cold air. An intermediate level of Warcraft is not as valuable as an elf, which is generally accepted. However, if this Warcraft exists in the form of a pet, it is another matter.

At least half the sky knight, a battlefield killer!

The importance of such an intermediate level of Warcraft is almost the same as that of an elf.

"Junsen is an intermediate level of Warcraft?" Li Weila exclaimed in disbelief, and then breathed a long sigh of relief. The knot of shame of the intermediate level of Warcraft had been unlocked silently.