Dragon's Professionalism

The princess ran across the corridor, covering her face and not looking back. The king stood there with his hands outstretched for a moment. Seeing her figure turn the corner and disappear from his sight, he finally came to his senses and followed closely. chased after.

"My dear, you mustn't be angry, I'm just too excited—"

They hurried past dozens of flowers, armor and statues. The king trot sideways beside the princess, making countless promises, but the princess just lowered her head and covered her face, refusing to say a word. explain.

——Neither of them noticed that there was an extra pair of armor that didn't quite match in the corridor.

Yang held his breath and stood by the wall, wearing the armor he had never taken off, and a helmet that had only been pulled off from the armor next to him.

The moment the princess and the king walked in front of him, his heart almost jumped into his throat, and even he was so frightened by his bold actions that his calf became weak. It almost collapsed directly.But fortunately, he was a guard guarding the palace gate, and his long-term training helped. He stood there steadily, like a real armor, until the back of the king's cloak disappeared at the end of the corridor, and Yang He breathed a sigh of relief, and belatedly realized that his vest was wet with cold sweat.

He knew he was safe for now.

So at this time, the conversation between the princess and the king came to mind again.

"Hire...a dragon? Are they saying this is all a hoax?"

In his heart, Jan didn't want this to be the truth, and he would rather hear only the fantasies in his mind when he was hysterical.ha!The king is a liar, and the princess is also a liar. The scene where the dragon attacked and plundered the princess was just a trick they hired the dragon to perform!So what is he?An uninvited, badass, self-aware clown who thinks he's heroic?

"No, none of this is real, I'm just dreaming, yes, just dreaming." Yang muttered to himself, taking off the helmet and putting it back on the neck of the armor beside him: "When I wake up, I will find I am still sleeping in Ning's castle, with bread, bacon and hot milk in front of me..."

He walked back to the guest room step by step, deceiving himself, and said as he walked, "I think I should go back to sleep now, and when I wake up, I will be back to reality... I must be because I got a brand new pair of clothes." I got too excited about my armor, so I had a whole set of these ridiculous dreams..."

Yang tried his best to deceive himself with lies, and carefully retreated to the guest room.Then he slammed the door hard, and threw himself onto the bed without taking off his armor. He lifted the quilt to cover his head severely, and pulled the quilt down again after a while. The guard was just wearing the armor, paralyzed on the soft on his four-poster bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, trying to drown himself in the fountain painted on the fresco.

So he never noticed that a gray dove was sitting on the overhanging window sill of the room.

……

"You mean, he already knew?"

Ning looked at the gray pigeon on his arm and stroked its smooth feathers affectionately. The pigeon tilted its neck comfortably and let out a series of grunting "coo-coo" sounds.

If anyone could coo like a pigeon, he would be amazed at the intelligence and humanity that the pigeon displayed.With this series of ups and downs and monotonous calls, the gray feathered pigeon Xiang Ning—its owner—clearly expressed his concern about his identity being exposed, and also tactfully put forward what he thought was a reliable suggestion: for example Knock out the guards and simply drag them back to the dragon's lair.

Of course Ning can't coo, but that doesn't prevent him from understanding the meaning of the pigeon's call.

"Ah, how should I put it, I actually didn't intend to knock Yang out. What happened can't be said to be a very accident..." Ning said, actually smiled slightly, and scratched with his fingertips The feather on the back of the pigeon's head: "After all... when I decided to let Annibella see us, I planned to expose everything in front of him."

Yes, Ning has already planned it.When he made up his mind to eat the sweet snack of the guard, he had already made the decision to "let him know everything".

After all, Ning is a giant dragon, even if he can transform into a human form, his body is still a giant dragon after all, if they end up living together, no matter how dull the guards are, they will find this out sooner or later.Of course, he can drink a bottle of potion and change the color of the scales to deceive Yang, but he is not willing to do so. Although lies can bring temporary stability, in the long run, there is a deeper and more terrifying hidden hidden in it. crisis.

Although Yang may never discover the truth, but once he finds out... considering the character of the guard, he knows that the consequences will definitely not be small.

If they successfully sign a contract to become partners (this statement is actually just polite, Ning doesn't think there will be any other possibility), then Yang will have the same long lifespan as Ning, and use false identities to deceive trust, maybe you can Fool it for a decade or 20 or more, but after that?Would he still be buried with this lie at the end of his life?Before that, in order to maintain it, he had to give up the business of disguising evil dragons that he had run for hundreds of years, and even give up his identity as a black dragon, and disguise himself as a dragon of another color...

No thanks, please, this game is not fun at all.

How to choose is already obvious: early exposure is better than late exposure, active exposure is better than passive exposure.After all, if you think about it carefully, Ning didn't do much in this scam. He can only be regarded as a supporting role and an accomplice at most. After learning the truth of the matter, Yang will probably be angry, but his anger will not It was all aimed at him, and a large part of the firepower would be shared by the princess and the king-and to be honest, Ning didn't care what happened to the king and princess at all.

But what if he lied to him?The seriousness of the matter is completely different. At that time, Yang was probably the only one who was angry.

Ning would not do such a stupid business.

"So, you already understand my choice?"

After listening to Ning's explanation, Pigeon glared at him sternly with those black bean-like eyes, cooed angrily, and thrust out its fluffy chest.

"Okay, okay, I know I'm a bad dragon." Ning shrugged and released the pigeon on his arm: "The matter is not over yet, go and help me watch him, in order to compensate for your hard work, maybe today I'll have an extra serving of corn in my dinner."

He blinked, smiled and took half a step back. The pigeon cooed and hovered above Ning's head for a while, as if saying "Don't try to fool me", and finally it flapped its wings vigorously and quickly sank into the clouds deep.

……

An hour after Jan spread himself out on the bed and stared at the ceiling, luckily, he fell asleep as he'd hoped.But very unfortunately, when he opened his eyes, Yang found that things did not develop as he expected.

He was lying on a strange, luxurious four-poster bed, the room was filled with magically preserved fresh flowers, and every inch of the exposed wall was covered with frescoes.He is still wearing the armor that Ning gave him, but obviously, this is the only remaining connection between reality and dreams: there is no milk, bacon and bread in front of him, and there is no place where he is. Not Ning's Castle.

"Am I... really not dreaming?" Yang murmured in a low voice, and slowly smiled wryly.

"Well, if this is real, then I've got to learn to live with it."

After a long, long time, Yang finally exhaled lightly, turned over vigorously, and climbed awkwardly from the four-poster bed wearing armor.

As he stood up straight, he thought: If it is true that the king hired the dragon to play, what should he do?Tell the truth?Question the king?Or just forget about it and act like it never happened?Well, maybe it should be replaced, for example, if the person who heard the news was the respected captain of the guard...

Jan thought for a moment, thinking he might as well punch himself in the head, to make sure that "these menaces to the king" were completely cleared from his mind.

He looked at his fist hesitantly, thinking that maybe he shouldn't be the captain of the guard.

No... wait, he seems to have lost his mind.

The most important thing is not this.

The crux of the problem is not "what should he do", but "why does the king do this".This is wrong in itself, even if it was done by His Majesty the Great King.

Yang slowly pursed his lips, remembering the words the princess said before she was slapped, the increasingly difficult taxes to collect and the crumbling throne... He recalled it carefully for a while, thinking that it was true Yes, at least from his point of view, the lives of civilians have obviously become more and more difficult in the past few years. After all, when he first became a guard, the bread in the guards still looked like a little bread.

So... In this way, what he should do next is clear.thought the guard.

But first, he needs to find His Majesty the King.

"Where is Your Majesty the King now...Let me think about it..." He tapped the shiny forearm of the armor, frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to straighten the crooked skirt armor. "...Well, it seems to be almost dinner time? I slept a long time this time... So, maybe it's the banquet hall?"

Relying on the knowledge of the current king (he likes luxury, loves beautiful women, is very successful but has nothing to do), the guards judge that he is likely to hold one, or even several celebration balls with the theme of welcoming the return of the dragon slaying hero, then go to the banquet hall It would be perfect to find him.Although he wasn't sure if the king wanted others to know that "the thing about the dragon robbing the princess was a hoax", since they all did it, why couldn't he say it?

The guard straightened his lips and adjusted his armor for the last time. Like a warrior about to go to the battlefield, he strode towards the banquet hall.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_I thought this chapter could end...I guess I was wrong...