Chapter 414 See you at last, the starving little dragon
() "Dragon, dragon knight—me?"
Eragon was completely shocked by Felicia's words, and did not even realize that he had accidentally admitted her identity.
Although he knew that what he just saw was a dragon, he still never thought about becoming a dragon knight.[]
In the story told by Bloom, the dragon knights themselves are legends. The myths and stories about them are regarded as treasures by people. They are god-like existences that are beyond the reach of mortals. They are the darlings of the times and the most powerful existences. Although
This great ethnic group has been almost wiped out by the king, but the prestige they once left has not faded at all, because the more the king focuses on wiping out the knights, the more he fears the dragon knights.
As for the boy's subconscious question, Felicia answered it before Bloom even opened her mouth.
"Dragons will only break out of their shells for their knights. Since you let her hatch, there is no doubt that you are her knight, Eragon. This is not false."
Bloom's words seemed to make Eragon recognize his identity, but then the boy suddenly became aroused.
"Wait, why do you know so much? Who are you?"
Looking warily at the old man with white hair and beard in front of him, Eragon felt a little stiff.
(He knows the Dragon Knight, and he came here with the elf. How did he know the elf? Who is he?)
Bloom seemed to understand what Eragon was thinking. He stroked his snow-white beard, his attitude seemed very leisurely.
"Frankly speaking, I'm a storyteller, and I happen to think that some interesting stories will happen to you. You are the first dragon knight in a hundred years to exist without being controlled by the king. What will happen after that? What will you do as
Will the Martyrs be destroyed? Will you join the Vodun? Or will you kill King Galbadorix? These questions are fascinating. I want to be there to see every moment and I will do anything to do it.
.”
Upon hearing this, Eragon suddenly felt a lump forming in his stomach. He didn't think he would do any of this, especially as a martyr.
(I'm just an ordinary person. Even if I have a dragon, I don't have that ambition. I just want to live peacefully with my uncle and Ruolun)
For a while, the two of them were silent, each with their own thoughts in mind, and then Felicia broke the silence reluctantly.
"Won't you show us your dragon, young knight?"
Hearing the silver bell-like sound, Eragon stood up straight subconsciously and stuttered out a few confusing words.
"No, no problem"
Not daring to look into Felicia's eyes that made him uneasy, Eragon stumbled out of the way and led the two of them inside.
He had thought a lot at this moment. Although Bloom's explanation was a bit unreliable, he knew very well that if these two people who knew a lot wanted to harm him, they didn't need to talk so much nonsense. Instead of thinking that the kind old man was
Bad guy, he prefers to believe that the old storyteller who is a bit old-fashioned but very kind is an expert hermit, and he doesn't believe that such a beautiful and wonderful elf can be a bad guy.
Leaving the white horse outside, Felicia followed Bloom into Eragon's room. The two of them immediately saw the little dragon fiddling with pillows on the bed.
The little guy is no bigger than a kitten, but he is noble and majestic. The scales all over his body are like hundreds of small gems connected together. Such a pure and deep blue color should hardly exist in the human world. See
Eragon turned back and the two people who followed behind him raised their heads curiously, their big round eyes moving vividly, as if they were wondering about something.
Seeing the familiar little guy on the bed, Bloom immediately became excited. Suppressing his heavy breathing, he stepped forward. The expression on his face was a mixture of solemnity and joy. His eyes glowed with heat,
Tears flashed on his cheeks and disappeared into his long beard. Eragon heard what he was mumbling, so he leaned closer to listen carefully.
"Then... it begins again. But when will it end? I'm so old that I can't tell whether this is a comedy or a tragedy, because I have a mixture of sorrow and joy... No matter what it is, my will has never changed, I...
…”
The words that followed were slowly inaudible, but Felicia on the side knew why Bloom reacted so fiercely. The dragon the old man lost in the past was also a blue dragon, and it was almost exactly the same as the little guy in front of him. He was moved by the scene.
It's just that although Bloom's emotions are sincere, the newborn little dragon is unable to understand such a complicated matter. There is a more important thing that is troubling her.
"Chirp——"
The little dragon's mouth opened pitifully, like a young bird begging for food from its mother.
She was starving.
Although he is no longer a dragon knight, Bloom, who can still listen to the sounds of all things, instantly understood what the little guy meant. He rummaged in his pockets in a hurry, but in the end he only took out a handful of dry
of tobacco.
"The little one can't smoke as soon as she is born. Bloom, I think she will like this."
Looking at Bloom who looked embarrassed, Felicia let out a chuckle and took out a few emerald green lumpy objects from her pocket, crushed them into small pieces in her palm and placed them in front of the little dragon.
"Akaqunaki! Do you always carry this thing with you? This is a good thing."
When Bloom saw it, he let out a sigh, he actually recognized the thing Felicia took out!
"Akaquinach? What is that? It looks a bit like a biscuit."
Eragon on the side also showed enough curiosity. These emerald green "biscuits" looked like works of art. He even felt a pity that Felicia crushed them casually.
"It's a kind of elven biscuit. These are pure natural green foods handmade by elves. They contain all the nutrients and energy needed by the body. One piece can fill a full meal, and they taste good.
The ones she has in her hands are of the highest quality."
Bloom's answer not only opened Eragon's eyes, but also gave Felicia something to think about.
The elves she took out were indeed elves biscuits, which were carefully made by the elves who had settled in her world. According to Bloom, the elves in this world would also make similar things, but the elves in different worlds would actually make them.
It's really interesting to have similar craftsmanship.
"Gu."
Felicia's Lenovo dragon didn't feel anything at all. The cute little guy was obviously more interested in the elf biscuits she handed over. It sniffed it carefully and made a very comfortable cry. It was obvious that the elf biscuits tasted good.
She was very satisfied. Then like a snake, her head flashed and shrunk quickly, and she took a piece of biscuit out of Felicia's hand.
I saw its neck twitching strangely and swallowed it without chewing. It seemed that its taste buds were stimulated by the delicious taste of the biscuits. The little guy who hadn't completely swallowed the mouthful stretched out his head and took another piece without any pause.
It seems that some people will compete with her.
The retribution for gobbling up came quickly. After swallowing several biscuits in succession, the little guy suddenly coughed dryly.
Don't eat too fast, no matter how good it tastes, you should chew it slowly - this is a wise saying here.
The portion of the compressed food Jingling Biscuits was quite large. As a result of swallowing it in one gulp, she choked.
Seeing the exaggerated cough symptoms of the little one, Bloom, who knew the situation very well, quickly opened the water bottle he brought with him and filled the little dragon with some water to prevent her from becoming the first dragon in history to choke to death.
"Acridine, ow ow"
After drinking a few large mouthfuls of water, Xiaolong finally got rid of the fate of being choked to death. However, a problem she had to face immediately was that the compressed biscuits would burst when added with water. Felicia's biscuits had an expansion rate of more than 10%.
Times, the little guy didn't swallow much, but when it was all dissolved, the volume was still considerable——
However, since he swallowed it whole, it took some time for the whole biscuit to soak. Feeling that his stomach was still empty, the little guy continued to look at the three people in front of him eagerly.
"Well, it seems like she doesn't like to be completely vegetarian."
Felicia still had a lot of cookies left in her hand, but the little guy didn't even look at it this time. She was frightened by the situation just now.
Upon seeing this, Eragon had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he remembered what he had planned to do before.
"There's still meat in the kitchen, I'll go get it right now!"
He rushed out in a hurry, and then rushed back in a hurry, holding two pieces of dried meat in his hand.
Following Felicia's previous actions, Eragon used a knife to cut the meat into small pieces that could be swallowed, and handed a piece to the young dragon. Having learned the lesson, the little guy carefully checked it several times until he felt relieved.
Then she took the meat out of his hand. After "chewing slowly" and swallowing it, she cupped Eragon's hand to show that she hadn't eaten enough.
Under the close attention of the two people beside him, Eragon, who felt very stressed, fed it carefully, fearing that his fingers would be bitten. When the last piece was left, the baby dragon's stomach had already bulged. He handed the meat over.
, the young dragon thought for a moment and ate it lazily.
The meal has come to an end. The little guy curled up on the pillow and snorted contentedly. A small puff of black smoke came out of its nostrils. Eragon looked at it in amazement.
All this, but Felicia read the countdown with an expression on her face.
"Three, two, one, it's almost time to soak it?"
Eragon turned his head in confusion, Bloom hesitated for a moment and then suddenly realized.
At this time, the little dragon on the pillow was already rolling in knots. It was so swollen~~~