Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Flos would often go somewhere to play by itself, so when Thrall didn't see it before falling asleep, he thought it had gone somewhere again. It was not until he got up after resting for three hours that the Lord of the Snowfield realized that the dragon was gone when the little dragon cub didn't pounce on him and whine and act coquettishly as usual.

After walking around the bedroom and looking at the open window behind the curtains, Sal wasn't in a hurry.

There is a spiritual connection between the contracted beast and its contracted partner. Little Rose slept soundly, which was enough to prove that Frost was very safe now. After instructing the guards to tell the people in the castle to coax Frost back when they saw it, the Lord of the Snowfield, who had been absent from work for a while, washed himself, tied his hair simply, and left the bedroom to go to work.

In the castle restaurant at around seven o'clock, the Palasso warriors ate a delicious breakfast while looking at the tables of dwarves sitting in the corner.

Many people saw His Highness Shiyavi bringing several carts of dwarves back to the castle yesterday afternoon, but only a few people knew why these dwarves appeared in the Far North Territory.

However, the Paraso warriors only paid attention to the dwarves at the beginning. After the cooks brought breakfast, no one had the mind to think about anything else.

The castle restaurant starts serving meals after 6 o'clock, but the food needed by everyone is not prepared at once, but in several rounds.

The third batch of food was being delivered now. The golden omelets, steaming wontons, and fist-sized meatballs covered in rich sauces were delivered to the restaurant right after they came out of the pot. The fragrant food made the dwarves start to swallow their saliva involuntarily.

What are those? Why do they look so delicious? Do the people of Paraso usually eat these?

The dwarves' eyes were glued to the food in front of the cooks, and they couldn't take their eyes off it. They were waiting expectantly for the cooks to bring the delicious food to their tables.

Rogin held his chin up and looked at his fellow tribesmen, kindly reminding them: "Those are the food of the Parasau people, not ours. We eat oatmeal porridge and bread."

"What did you say?!"

"why?"

"We can't eat those?"

"Rogin, you really sold us out to the Parasauans!"

A dwarf with thick hair and unshaven beard, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, slammed the table angrily, then jumped off his chair and walked to Rogin, trying to pull him off the Parasauan's ridiculously high chair.

But before he could move, someone reached out and grabbed his clothes and pulled them to the side.

The tall cook Paraso looked at the somewhat sloppy dwarf. She pulled the dwarf away not because she disliked him, but because he was blocking her way.

She didn't understand what the dwarves were shouting, but the noise was during meal time and had to be stopped.

"Don't make a scene in the restaurant! Mr. Dwarf, please go back to your seat."

As we all know, dwarves have bad tempers, but they are not stupid. They know that they cannot seek death when there is an obvious gap in strength.

So the grumpy dwarf snorted loudly and turned back to his seat.

Luo Jin was already a familiar face to the cooks, after all, he had lived in the castle for a period of time.

"Long time no see, Mr. Rockin." The cook greeted Rockin and then neatly placed the dwarves' breakfast on the table.

In fact, the dwarves' breakfast was not bad, a big bowl of thick oatmeal porridge with fluffy and soft bread. It was difficult for the dwarves to eat such a breakfast before they came to the Far North Territory. But compared with the breakfast of the Parasau people, it seemed much more shabby.

"Long time no see, Ms. Terra, you look as beautiful as ever." Luo Jin straightened his clothes that were wrinkled from being pulled, and chatted with the cook in a familiar manner.

After the cook left, Rockin's brother Ensen, a dwarf who lost his left leg in an accident, took the bread from the plate and shared it with his calm parents, then handed a piece of bread to his younger brother, and then asked in a low voice.

"When can we sign the employment contract?" He couldn't wait to work for the Lord of the Snowfield.

Others did not believe Luo Jin, but as Luo Jin's brother, he knew this guy. Although he made such a deal with the Lord of the Snowfield in order to save them, his younger brother must have obtained good treatment for them.

What are the rumors from the outside world? He is not blind. The people of Paraso are all energetic and strong, not like the barbarians who are hungry, cold and poor.

Looking at their breakfast again, he had never seen such food in all his years, and it smelled so delicious. After the Paraso people brought the food to the table, they didn't even look at them when they were arguing just now. He couldn't even imagine how delicious it was!

Maybe if they work well in the future, they can eat the same food as the Parasau people!

Besides, the food is not bad now!

Rogin's family began to show off their food, and the dwarves who were smart followed suit and started eating. The remaining few looked at the Paraso people's table somewhat unwillingly, and then joined the group showing off their food.

(Chew, chew, chew) This bread from the Paraisos is baked pretty well.

(Chew chew chew) Oatmeal is actually sweet!

(Chewing, chewing, chewing) What a good life the people of Paraso have! Who spread the rumor that the people of Paraso are poor and destitute?

(Chew, chew, chew) If I could eat this kind of food every day and still feel full, it's pretty good, though a little worse than the Parasau people.

(Chew chew chew) When exactly is Luo Jin going to take us to sign the employment contract?

(Chewing, chewing, chewing) It's impossible for a slave to eat so well. It seems that Luo Jin is not lying! Let's observe it again.

The dwarves kept talking and their minds were busy. Everyone had his own ideas, but most of them had already decided to follow Rogin to work in the Far North Territory.

We are already on their territory. Even if it is not as good as they said at the beginning, we cannot escape it. What else can we do?

Digging tunnels is something that dwarves are good at, but it would be a bit of a waste to send all dwarves to dig tunnels. After all, the dwarf race also has some natural advantages.

Thrall and Shevi had already discussed it before and decided to divide the dwarves into two groups. The young and strong dwarves would take the slaves to dig tunnels, while the older dwarves who had other skills would stay in Gut City.

In winter, dwarves are needed to help the Parasau people rebuild the destroyed houses in the city of Gut. Dwarves are also good at casting and repairing weapons.

In short, there are many places where dwarves are needed. The Lord of the Snowfield looked at the stack of work contracts on the table and even began to regret why he did not let Luo Jin find 200 dwarves at that time. He felt that the manpower was not enough.

Thinking of what Little Rose said about doing things one by one and taking the road one step at a time, the Lord of the Snowfield handed the work contract to his subordinate to sign with the dwarf, and then after the subordinate left, he suddenly stood up and opened the window.

Sal looked at the man clinging to the narrow edge of the window with a cold gaze and a calm tone: "Mr. Raymond..."

But he was interrupted by the purple-eyed man as soon as he opened his mouth. The other side was very angry: "What did you feed Yrel? Why is he sick?"

Because he had been warned, Raymond did not dare to beat the Lord of the Snowfield. Of course, he also knew that the other party was not that easy to beat.

The castle guards wouldn't let him enter the main building, so he climbed up to condemn the Snow Lord for feeding Yrel the wrong food and making it sick.

Thrall subconsciously wanted to say, "What does it have to do with me?", but what he said was: "I'll ask the doctor to take a look."

"You are not needed. We brought the doctor here anyway. He has already examined the patient."

"......?" Sal didn't say anything, but the man who was standing outside the window facing him understood his eyes, which probably meant "What are you going to do?"

What does Raymond want to do? He is bored after being kicked out by Iriel.