The Defeated Dragon

"It's ready for birth, Lord Lord." Old Defoe carefully avoided the cage, pointing to the part under the tail of Twa.

Of course, Liszt knows that the native is about to give birth, and his mission and mission rewards are about to be born.

Looking at the very humble shack in the dog prison, and then looking at the snow falling outside and the cold weather, he couldn't help but said to the manservant, "Thomas, come and hug two quilts."

"Yes, sir."

The tubo lay on a wooden board, staring at the servants around him for cleaning. It really did not have the previous agility, and became lazy and dull.

This will probably happen to any beast for a long time.

From time to time, Dou Sen put out his tongue and licked his hair. I do n’t know if it was affected by the low temperature in winter or whether he had completely completed the bloodline transformation. Dou Sen no longer needs to vent often and return to the calm state he should have. After many days of abstinence, he did not want to go to the dog farm to chill out.

"It will give birth to shaking offspring?" Parsons, who was so rich, stood outside the cage and asked curiously.

"Of course, there is no third soil dog here."

The big flower town couldn't find a turbulent dog who gave Chou Sen a cuckold.

Paris rolled her eyes: "No, Lord Baron, I mean it can produce the same level of Warcraft as Dou Sen?"

"Maybe, maybe not, but I hope that the descendants of Shao Sen and Tobo can become Intermediate Warcraft, so that I have a large group of Intermediate Warcraft, which can form a Knights of Stormdogs." Liszt was fiery, "They will Become the cornerstone of merit, and gain countless glories for me! "

"Ugh."

Paris sighed: "Why is every noble lord thinking of war?"

"Because the world is not yet peaceful." He instructed his servants to throw the quilt in the cage and drove the tobog to the quilt before turning his head and responding, "Someone needs to come out and turn the tide to make a hunger, no A hurtful, unpressed world. "

"Will you stand up?"

"The goal is too big to be feared even by me." As a traverser, who has no ideal of changing the world, but the reality is that he can only change the small flowers town, "so it may be better to Start with goals, and achieve them with one goal. "

"So what is Baron's first small goal?" Paris asked curiously.

"Riding a dragon." Liszt pulled out a beautiful arc, looked up at the gloomy sky, and thought of the morning of the castle of Long Taro. The promise made by Dunico to him, his ridiculous tone became solemn. Get up, "I want to ride a dragon, when I was young."

At first, Paris thought he was joking, but then he heard him speak so solemnly, and suddenly felt that the tall and handsome country lord in front of him might really have such ambition.

She felt ridiculous.

She had seen the light dragon, the evil dragon that had given her the identity of the black dragon, and her incredible appearance was full of desperate horror.

Mortals cannot control a dragon.

However, she was looking forward to it, hoping that one day, Liszt could really ride a dragon and become a dragon knight who would make many women **** out of control when they heard the name!

Perhaps it was the incredible that had seen the dragon, and the dragon knight in her heart became more unpredictable and unimaginable.

"Don't stand stupid, let's go." After Liszt had finished bragging, he had already stepped out of the iron cage, and the Tobo should finish production in these two days.

Paris came back to her, "Oh, okay."

Looks silly.

This made Liszt very speechless, and sure enough, a comfortable life would kill the fighting spirit. The thief female mercenary who shouted to kill aristocrats such as hemp and dared to rescue her sister across the sea, has now become a delicious, fat, and clever female attendant, very doubtful how much her combat effectiveness has fallen.

...

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Induced by the return of Liszt, the thorny elf Zella, who lives in the castle, flew directly from the wormhouse and landed on Liszt's head just after entering the castle gate.

It misses Liszt very much.

Liszt felt the elf's emotions and felt very warm, and let Jella sit on his head, holding his hair in both hands.

"Master, do you take a bath first, or meet the town officials first?" Butler Carter came to ask.

"See the officials first, deal with things accumulated during this time, and then go to the bath."

"Okay, sir."

Earlier, Liszt returned to the town of flowers without going into the castle, so he went directly to dog prison and visited the Tubo and the turbulent dog cub in his stomach.

The town official who was notified came quickly.

The report began after the politeness, and it turns out that even without Liszt's personal supervision, the development of the town of flowers still runs.

The wasteland is being reclaimed every day. Not only the thorn ridge, but also the wasteland in various villages are under development. The bone tools of the orthopaedic shop are being produced every day and allocated to serfs for use, which makes serfs eager for this year's farming and hates to capture a few acres of barren land.

The stones are being mined every day. The complete large stones are simply ground and then stacked in one place. These stones will be used in the construction of large projects in the future, such as Liszt's new castle on Heima Island. Small stones are broken into stones for road construction.

The Knights Square has been built, and the children have a warm training place; the two bathhouses have become the sign of the town of flowers, and even the nobles of Chatan City have come several times just to wash this bath pool like a hot spring; the ice cellar has begun Store ice cubes, currently filled with an ice chamber.

All in all, today's flowers town is peaceful.

This made Liszt very pleased. The territory was on track, and the official team under him gradually formed; but there was also a loss. It turned out that nothing left itself and could not work. From the celebration party to Red Crab Island to celebrate the New Year, he did not host it for about half a month, and the town of flowers was not a mess.

"Should I feel that I don't have to give everything, or should I just say that I only need to build a house?"

In any case, this is a good thing. The lord enjoys it and runs errands. This is the mainstream rhythm of daily life. Of course, there are still a lot of things he needs to care about. The main thing is that the smoke task cannot be stopped, which is his greatest help in riding a dragon.

"Consultant Golta, have you successfully developed the ingredients for Frost Mushroom?"

"Now it is close to success ~ www.readwn.com ~ Several serfs have successfully planted Frozen Mushroom in their own greenhouse, but the yield is unstable and the growth effect is still poor.

"Let them keep working."

"Yes, sir."

"You can't delay the planting of ordinary flame mushrooms. By the way, has Mr. Elkson been here?"

"One time, I heard you went to the Long Taro Castle to celebrate the New Year. He just took a bath in the public bath and went back."

"Contact him and let him come as soon as possible," Liszt said. The Flask Mushroom magic potion in his hand is about to run out, and Elkson needs to make a new batch. There are also fast-growing devil thorns that have been harvested and sealed in the castle warehouse. They can also be made into magic potions for use.

Since the town is built, you don't need to do it yourself, so you can use your free time for cultivation.

With smoke missions, dragon breeding cows, many potions, swordsman handbooks, earl experience, and scientific acumen, he hopes that he can be promoted to the sky knight one day earlier, and it is best to break the 22-year-old Marquis Merlin record.