Sky Dragon Rider

Although the dinner at the 5th Flying Group's temporary airriding base didn't have any delicacies, it was simple and hearty.

The steaming mushroom and vegetable meat and bone soup, all kinds of roasted meat overflowing with burnt aroma, and pieces of crispy and thick noodle cakes are all placed on the thick and strong long square table for everyone to eat.

"My lord! Do you want a drink?"

A seven or eight-year-old girl carrying a copper wine jug came to Lin Mo's side, and the bottom of the jug was placed on the edge of the wooden stool by the way, taking the opportunity to share some weight.

"No, no, thank you! Huh?"

Lin Mo, who had changed into loose casual clothes, waved his hands and suddenly fixed his eyes.

"Cynthia?"

"Ah! You, you are the dragon knight Maureen?"

Wearing a coarse cloth skirt that was too big and not suitable, and a dirty and greasy apron around her body, when the little girl recognized the adult in front of her, she lost her mind for a moment, and the heavy wine jar in her hand slipped out of her hand.

She just had time to exclaim, but before the wine jar was about to fall to the ground, a strong hand firmly grasped the refined copper handle.

"It's me! Cynthia, why are you here, and your brother?"

Lin Mo smiled casually, and put the wine jar on the table, so he didn't have to worry about knocking it off.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Lord Maureen, my brother is in the kitchen!"

The little princess of the Principality of Skulu blushed because of her accidental miss and almost made a mistake. She quickly took a step back and saluted with the corner of her skirt to express her apology.

Fortunately, Master Mo Lin caught the wine jar, and he might be punished again.Maybe no food all day.It will even affect my brother.

"How come you are here?"

Lin Mo felt incredible that the heir of the Principality of Skulu appeared here and was still doing such a job.

In his opinion, that Prince Sinton should run around and try to find a way to restore the country, instead of doing ordinary work here.

"Not long after you left last time, the Anstruthers came to chase us again. Many uncles were killed in battle. Later, when you Slans came, the Anstruthers fled. My brother and I, The few remaining uncles survived, but the money brought by my brother was quickly spent, so my brother and uncles had no choice but to look for jobs everywhere, so they could barely eat. The previous day A while ago, some kind-hearted people helped and introduced my brother and uncles to work here, so I can do a little work too, so I won’t hold back my brother.”

I haven't seen her in just two months. The little princess of the Principality of Skulu has become a lot more mature after suffering a lot.He articulated his experience briefly.

The prince who hastily escaped from the royal city with his sister did not carry many gold coins.Most of the palace guards who are fighters are foodies. In addition, during the war, prices soared and profiteers were rampant. The prince, who did not have much financial management ability, quickly spent all his money.

Although there is no danger of being chased and killed, a penny is hard for a hero. In order to fill their stomachs, the former princes and princesses had to put down their bodies to work and earn enough to eat.

"Haven't you ever thought about restoring the country? Are you going to live like this?"

Lin Mo didn't care whether it was appropriate to say such things as a Muslim.

"Some former ministers and uncles came to my brother, hoping that he could lead everyone to negotiate with the Slan Empire and take back the territory of the Principality of Skulu, but my brother refused."

The seven or eight-year-old little princess Skulu had no plans, and she trusted Lin Mo very much, and told the Dragon Knight everything she knew.

Lin Mo grabbed two pieces of bread with a thick piece of barbecue, stuffed them into Cynthia's hands, stood up and rubbed her greasy messy hair, and said, "Take me to your brother, look at me Can I help you!"

With his indifferent temperament of killing and burying, he didn't have much interest in the subjugated prince and princess.

The shedding phoenix is ​​not as good as the chicken, and the prince and princess who lost their former status and glory are completely reduced to common people, but Prince Sinton still cares about his sister when he is suffering from hunger and cold, and at the same time maintains a tolerant mind.

The admirable performance and character have won the respect of the Dragon Knight, and it is not surprising that they give them appropriate help.

Lin Mo knew that his childhood experience made him no different from that golden dragon. Once he was caught by hunger, he would definitely become crazier than a beast.

What Prince Sinton can do, he can't do at all.

The seemingly meaningless dragon god contract, to a certain extent, enables the human race and the giant dragon race to find their shadows in each other.

Cynthia, whose soul was almost taken away by the food in front of her, showed a happy and contented smile, held them tightly, nodded vigorously and said, "My lord, please follow me!"

After speaking, she took a hard bite on the meatloaf. The feeling of this kind of food filling her mouth made her intoxicated. Children are growing their bodies, and their desire for food far exceeds that of adults.

"Master Molin! Where are you going?"

Captain Pound saw Lin Mo leave the table suddenly, thinking that he was not satisfied with the food provided for dinner.

"It's okay, you guys eat first, I'll leave for a while!"

Lin Mo waved his hand, and followed Cynthia, the little princess of the Principality of Skulu, to the row house near the takeoff and landing runway. The kitchen of the air riding base is in the two wooden houses at the farthest corners at the end.

"Newlon, get some more water! Wash the pots and plates!"

"Who's watching the stove, Herman, where have you been hiding, you lazy bastard? Hurry up and add some firewood to the stove, didn't you see that I was kneading dough and couldn't get away?"

"Xinton, move quickly, keep an eye on the heat, and don't let the adults wait too long!"

"Yes, Lord Honkton!"

The greasy and sweaty Prince Skulu was like a butcher at the moment, swiping a bone-chopping knife quickly, chopping off pieces of fresh meat and putting them in a wooden basin, mixing them with salt and seasonings for later use, and running to the roasting table from time to time , turn the grill carefully, pick up a small handful of spices and sprinkle it on the grilled meat that is about to come out of the oven, pick out the grilled meat that is already cooked, and use a sharp thin-edged short knife to cut the huge piece of meat into slices of fat and fragrant meat. .

One person is almost used as two or three people, very busy.

"Brother! Brother!"

On the way over, Cynthia, who ate up the meatloaf and licked her fingers, waved her hands vigorously and yelled when she saw her brother Xinton.

"Huh? Cynthia, why did you come back so soon? Is the ale finished? Where did the wine tank go? You little girl will not knock over the wine tank, right? I warn you, if you offend the people who came here today Big man, hmph, be careful, I'll drive out your brother too, and I won't even get half a copper's wages."

While kneading the dough, the kitchen steward, who was making his specialty pancakes, blew his beard and stared at the bouncing little girl.

"Hmm! You kick me out too!"

A young man's voice came from behind Cynthia who stopped in fright.

"Ah! Yes, it's Lord Molin!"

The kitchen steward saw who was coming, and was terrified all over. Throwing away the dough in his hand, he rushed forward in two steps, knelt down on the ground, and said tremblingly, "Damn the little one, the little one is talking nonsense."

Even if you lent him 1 guts, he wouldn't dare to drive out the dragon knight master of the Royal Dragoon Legion. It's no wonder that the ancestors of the empty knights of the 5th brigade didn't tear him up.

"Okay, okay, you have nothing to do here, wash your hands, otherwise how can you eat those noodles?"

Lin Mo frowned, too lazy to argue with these little people.

The kitchen steward hurriedly got up and hid aside to wash his hands, rubbing his palms and backs desperately, for fear of bringing dirty things into the dough and making Lord Dragon Knight angry again.

"Master Molin! Why are you here?"

Seeing Lord Dragon Knight whom he had met in the barren mountains with strange rocks, Prince Sinton of Skulu quickly put down the things in his hands, grabbed a greasy rag, wiped his hands, and saluted respectfully. .

"It's okay, just take a look! Your Highness, are you still used to it?"

Lin Mo's tone was a little teasing.

"Whether it's a prince or a cook, it's all about life!"

Prince Xinton seemed to have seen through the world of mortals, with a calm face, and he did not show any indignation and unwillingness to complain about the current embarrassing life.

Cynthia hurried over and held her brother's arm tightly, with a happy smile on her face.

"Okay, I'll give you two choices!"

Lin Mo intends to give the other party a chance, paused and then said: "First, stay here, you may regain the hearts and support of the Skulu people in the future, of course, I can't guarantee that the royal family and ministers of the Islamic Empire This attitude will allow you to become the king of the Principality of Skulu again, maybe, maybe not!"

This remark is obviously a little shallow, but Lin Mo doesn't care, he is a Slan, and the Slan Empire is in control of everything in the Principality of Skrulu. If you don't agree that the Skrulu people have their own king again, So the upcoming fate of Prince Sinton and his followers...

Seeing that Xinton's face was slightly pale, but still silent, Lin Mo continued: "Second, accept my recommendation and join the army of the Islamic Empire. Start as a soldier and use your military exploits to gain honor, money, Titles and even fiefdoms, if you are lucky, you may not rule out taking the Duchy of Skulu or even more land as your fiefdom again, and it will not make any difference whether you are the king or not."

The thin Prince Skulu pursed his lips, remained silent for a while, and said, "Sorry, I choose to stay!"

He remembered the words on the inside of the crown: "Unity and sacrifice lead the Skulu to victory!"

Any success does not come without a price. He must stand with his people, just like the ancestors who founded the Principality of Skulu, with one sword and one sword, re-create the current situation.

-(to be continued~^~)