Dragon's Professionalism

The banquet hall is full of singing and dancing at the moment.

The king sat high on the top seat of the hall, drinking mead one after another drunkenly, the band hired from other countries at a high price was playing with all its strength, and the long banquet table was full of people. Fried quail and roast chicken were served, every glass was filled with fine wine, every inch of the air was full of intoxicating joy, the guests were dancing to the beat of the music, and the golden satin dresses Colorful flowers bloomed on the floor.

What a joyful, what a happy ball it was!Everyone seemed so content and laughing... It's a pity that the guards standing at the door were about to break it all up.He stood outside the door and stared for a moment, then straightened his face, pulled out the long sword on his back, and raised it obliquely.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He clenched the hilt of his sword and knocked hard on the door of the banquet hall three times with his long sword, but he was totally ignored.

The small noise was quickly drowned out by the exciting and cheerful music. People were busy dancing, flirting, and getting drunk in their glasses. No one was interested in taking a glance at the gate.

Yang stood there, looking at the crowd who were still singing and dancing, his face slowly turned red.

He took a few deep breaths, put the sword back into its scabbard, and took off his helmet instead.He weighed the helmet, tested the feel, then grasped it tightly, swung his arms around like a windmill and turned it around a few times, and then let go of his hand—with a muffled bang, the guard's helmet smashed Into the band that is playing hard.

It first hit the conductor's thick hair and knocked it off the conductor's forehead (the conductor turned out to be half-bald!), then it bounced happily amidst the conductor's roar, and passed the drummers one by one. The head of the clarinetist, the arm of the clarinet and the knee of the bagpiper were finally accurately stuck in the round tuba of the tuba player, so that the latter's original high-pitched tune stopped abruptly and became a feeble whine It sounded like a muffled sound.

The orchestra's performance successfully changed key in just half a minute, the harsh noise echoed under the high vaults, and the conductor's angry shouts resounded throughout the auditorium.

The cheerful spinning dance stopped, and the banquet hall slowly fell into silence.After a moment of bewilderment, almost everyone's eyes focused on the conductor.

The poor man with only seven hairs left subconsciously covered his head.

"Cough!" The guard coughed vigorously, but no one paid any attention to him. After he coughed several times in a row, the person closest to the door finally turned his head.The nobleman in a luxurious dress turned his head impatiently and scolded him in a low voice: "Hey! Sir, please keep your voice down. If you have a cold, please drink plenty of water, but don't disturb everyone." !"

guard:……

Yang felt that he had finally run out of patience.

"His Majesty the King and the Princess are in collusion! They spent half of the room's gold coins to hire a giant dragon! The previous incident where the dragon attacked and took away the princess was completely a play arranged by the princess and the king! You are all deceived Yes! Because of too high taxes, the king's throne gradually became unstable, in order to consolidate their position, they teamed up and deceived everyone together!"

Regardless of his disregard, he yelled out everything he knew in one breath, and now everyone's eyes were finally no longer focused on the conductor's bald forehead.Everyone in the banquet hall turned their gazes to him, someone was whispering "who is this guy", everyone's eyes were full of suspicion and scrutiny.But it doesn't matter, the guard has long expected that he will be treated coldly, and he has long been mentally prepared to face all this.But what made him uneasy was that he didn't see confusion in anyone's eyes.

They seemed to have accepted the fact that "the king hired a dragon to act in a play" all at once, and their eyes were only on the guards.The king was still sitting high on the seat, and slowly drank another glass of mead. Under the puzzled eyes of the guards, he put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up slowly, and showed a cold, mocking look. smile.

"Yeah, that's right, I had a tacit understanding with my daughter and hired a giant dragon to choose a husband for her. Maybe I did have a little selfishness in the process, but... what's wrong with that? Woolen cloth?"

The king's expression was so calm when he spoke that the guards were confused.To Yang's surprise, there was no taboo in the king's words, and he even took the initiative to mention the "princess choosing a son-in-law" that Yang didn't mention. Yang's heart tightened, and he instinctively felt that this was not a good sign.

"After all, everyone has selfish intentions, and I am the one who hired the dragon. Isn't it reasonable for me to spend money to do something for myself and my descendants?" The king said, dragging his steps slowly. Walking towards the guard, his steps were still old and his figure was still thin, but when the guard saw him walking in his direction, he couldn't help but take a step back.

The king smiled softly: "Ah... don't be afraid, young man, I am deeply impressed by your bravery. Even in the history of my family for hundreds of years, it is rare to see such a brave young man like you. Courage to fight a dragon...a pebble against a stone is still to be admired."

"...A history that lasts for a hundred years?" The guard immediately thought of something when he heard this word, and his face immediately changed, becoming extremely ugly.

"I think you probably have thought of something?...Yes, that's right, we have been doing this for hundreds of years, and not only us, but the nobles of the whole continent have done it. Otherwise, where do you think it came from? How many dragons rob the princess? Why don't they rob the peasant woman? The dragon has always had a good reputation, and they obviously have very rich experience in how to act as external factors that 'unify the country and the people'."

The king took a step forward with a smile on his face.

"Okay, don't worry, kid, it's nothing." He said, looking around: "What you know is just a little secret that the nobles basically know, and you—you are fully qualified Step into the noble class. Besides Annibella, I have three unmarried daughters. Even if you don’t want to marry her, you can still be your consort. You see, you are still young, and I am already old. I don't have a son, if one day I die, as the husband of the princess of this kingdom, one of the most famous warriors on the continent, a notorious dragon slayer, maybe you can be crowned king after me... "

The king looked at the guard, the smile on his face deepened, and the eyes staring at him were so meaningful.

Although the king was old and he had been completely stupid for so many years, at this moment, the guards suddenly realized that His Majesty the King was not a simple person.The luscious pie he had drawn for him was truly alluring - just think, the dominion of a kingdom!In all fairness, who can resist such a temptation?What's more, the king's daughters are famous for their beauty on the mainland, and it is not unacceptable to marry any of them.

But the guard still replied: "I'm sorry... Although I don't know why the nobles have kept silent for so many years, I think I can still announce the truth to the deceived civilians."

The king stared at him for a while, and then sighed regretfully: "It's a pity, you are really a very brave young man. Even if my daughter is unwilling to marry you, I will still insist on marrying you." Not taking back your knight title is just thinking about promoting you in the future so that you can continue to work for me——I have already offered high enough conditions, and you didn't even accept my chips."

Afterwards, the king put away his smile and said coldly: "The opposite of your courage is your extremely stupid mind!"

"Why do you think I made such a condition to you? Because you are enough to pose a threat to my status? No, no, fool, you are wrong! No matter what you do, it will not have any impact on my throne!" The king snorted coldly: "I am your king. When I was born, my family has ruled this land for hundreds of years, and I have sat on this throne for 33 years. And you... ...And what are you? An orphan without parents, a penniless pauper, if you weren't lucky enough to find a job guarding the gate for me, do you think you can survive in this world unscathed by virtue of your looks?"

"Don't say that I can throw you into prison with just one order now, even if you leave the palace smoothly, what else can you do?"

"I could go from village to village and tell everyone the truth I heard..."

"The truth? Ha!" The king sneered loudly: "Do you think anyone will believe you? Or do you have evidence? What a pity, you are not a magician. If you record our conversation, it may still be true." It bothers me a little bit. But what can you do now? Hold those civilians' thighs and cry and beg them to believe?"

The guard gritted his teeth and said, "No! I'm a dragon slayer! I think my reputation is enough for everyone to believe me..."

"No, you are not a dragon slayer, the dragon is not dead at all, you are just a guard guarding the gate." The king said softly.

The guard's face suddenly turned white.

He finally realized clearly that he had no power to resist in front of the king, and his only and only reliance was nothing but a vain painting, as long as he poked lightly with "facts", this false appearance It would be punctured immediately, revealing the cruel reality underneath—he was nothing more than a penniless orphan, and the most brilliant achievement he had achieved in his life was just becoming a guard at the gate.

Not long ago, he was still worried about his "slaying the dragon", but now he actually wants to rely on it as his last weapon. Even if the enemy mercilessly punctures the tiger's skin, he can only say that it is his own fault .

"Do you believe it now? I really, really liked you very much." The king looked at the distraught guard with pity: "But since you rejected my offer..."

"Come here, put this guy who tried to assassinate me into the deepest dungeon."

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_I won’t set a flag anymore, and the end of the chapter is still in the blink of an eye... The end of another chapter is still far away...