Dragon Zero

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"Alice, Alice..." Hurrington yelled here despite the majesty and solemnity of the palace, holding the black dragon scales of Alice, and had not approached the bedroom where Alice lived. His voice was heard by the nearby palace guards. If in the past, these guards would stop Hurington, and he would not be allowed to make a loud noise here, but now they are too lazy to care so much. They know that this man is a good friend who loves Princess Lans, and it is useless to say.

Hurrington did not intentionally yell, but he was so happy. Recently, he has made repeated progress in alchemy. Not only has he further understood the ice feathers of the holy snow ice phoenix, but he has also broken through new difficulties in his alchemy. Alice's set of black dragon scales has been changed no less than three times by him before and after, this time is the one he thinks he has changed the best.

"Hey, isn't Alice?" When she came to the door of Alice's palace, she didn't wait for Alice's response. Hurrington turned her inquiry to the guard who guarded here, hoping for an answer.

The bodyguard shook his head: "His Royal Highness is out, you should play in the Garden of the Houyuan. Today the princess seems not very happy, there may be something unhappy."

"Unhappy? Hasn't her brother's business gone? She was in a much better mood the previous two days. How could she..." Hurrington went to the palace garden with doubt.

Alice was indeed in the palace garden, she was dazed by the small pool, quietly looking at the ornamental fish in the pool, silently squatting there. She didn't notice until she came to her side.

Hurrington smiled and took the black dragon scale armor and said: "Alice has a look, this time it's definitely better than last time. I consulted a few alchemy mentors, they gave me a lot of inspiration and Inspiration, do you want to try it now?"

Alice lowered her head and muttered her mouth. She didn't want to say anything. She picked up a stone and threw it into the fish pond, startling the water dragonfly lying on the water.

"What's wrong? I just heard the guards say you are not happy." Hurrington said with concern: "Are you still sad about your brother's affairs? It's been so long, and the sadness should pass."

Alice shook her head, her eyes turned red, and raised her head and asked Hurrington: "Hulington, you said my master he... Did he forget me? Or did he not have me in his heart... Without us?"

Hurrington was puzzled: "How did you mention him in good manner?"

Alice's nose was sour, and she tried not to cry again, saying, "In the morning, I heard the guards talking about the front line, and I realized that Philip Ruhr's death was related to Master. Master's guardian dragon Zafino not only killed the general indirectly, but also killed...many soldiers of the Magic Moon, many many...''

"It turns out this way." Hurrington didn't expect this to be the case.

"You said that Master helped St. Bikya to fight Moyue, didn't you care about my feelings at all?" After talking about Alice, her eyes were even more red, and she was in tears. Turned aside, not letting Hurington see it.

"This..." Hurrington thought about it: "Your Master, he is indeed more pragmatic, and he has some means to get the Dragon Zero. Bingzhixie must have been lured by St. Bakery to participate in the war of the army. Go. But to say that he doesn't care about your feelings at all, I don't think so."

"Really?" Alice used to ask the same question, but she absolutely trusted Master in her heart, but now... she is a little uncertain.

Hurrington affirmed: "Of course. On his face, this person always looks hard-hearted, and even a bit vicious, but I can see that he still cares about you along the way."

Alice recalled the past, which is indeed the case, and calmed down a little, but she was still as sad as she was wronged.

Hurrington stepped forward and comforted: "Don't be too sad, I think Bingzhixie will not really become the enemy of Moyue, he is not a ruthless person."

"Well." Alice nodded. "Hulington, I want to go out for a walk. Can you go with me?"

"Go out?" Hurrington thought she would go out to relax, and then said: "Since the Crown Prince was killed, you have been bored in the house, it is time to go out. But you should talk to the queen, and then more Bring some guards."

Alice shook her head: "I just want to walk quietly and go to the place where my brother was killed."

"but……"

Alice's red eyes stared directly at Hurington: "The murderers' target is my crown prince's brother. Now that they have succeeded, will they still want to kill me?"

Seeing that she was a little emotional, Hurrington did not want to stimulate her, and said, "That's a little more ordinary, so that it won't be easily recognized when you go out."

Alice did not object to this, and returned to the palace to change into ordinary clothes and went out with Hurrington. At this time, Alice was no longer under the care and restrictions of going out of the palace. At least she had already traveled outside and returned safely.

In the suburbs, the blood stains had been covered by time and dust. Alice was standing where her brother was killed. She seemed to still smell the **** smell in the air. The cruel scene, the blood of that scene has been deeply imprinted in her heart. Although she has seen death and cruelty for two years, the tragic death of her loved ones has become her lingering shadow.

Standing on the side of the road and silently remembering, this kind of mourning should go to the cemetery, but it seems more memorable here. Hurrington watched silently from the side. He usually likes boredom, sarcasm, and ridicule, but he is not an uninteresting person. He does not want to disturb her at this time until she wants to leave.

Far away, pedestrians all the way came here, and they seemed to have come a long way to see how they looked. Such pedestrians can often be seen near Debilis, most of them come here with their own business and purpose.

Pedestrians ride in horse-drawn carriages, the kind of wagons pulled by Warcraft with long-distance endurance. They passed by Alice and drove towards the distant city profile, leaving only the dust that had been rolled up for a while.

Alice was shouted back by her voice from the passing horse racing team. She wiped the tears from her eyes and said to Hurrington: "Let's go, let's go back." She came here because of her playfulness The brother lost his life and expressed deep apology, hoping to get his brother's forgiveness here. Although she knew that this way of comforting the undead was only a kind of self-forgiveness and redemption, she really hoped that she could make up for her mistakes.

Hurrington was like a silent flower ambassador at this time. He quietly escorted the princess to come here and now escorted her back quietly.

The wind blows and blows the white bouquet on the ground, and people go away with ultimate regret and helplessness.

...

Back at the gate, Hurrington and Alice were about to enter the city, but they were attracted by the dispute in front of the gate. Hurrington carefully observed and found that one of the people who caused the dispute was the horse team passing by them just now.

There are not many caravans in this line, only five carriages, but the carriages are built sturdy and exquisite. They are not rented from the stable station, nor are they like the cars used by ordinary wealthy merchants. It can be seen, because it is a flying beast that can fly and go, and is of great value.

The other group of people who caused the dispute was a caravan. It seemed that they had just purchased a large amount of local luxury goods from Debiles and were preparing to peddle in other major cities in Lada to make huge profits. The political capital of a country may also be the fashion capital of a country. It dominates the fashion and cultural direction of the country, and the citizens of other parts of the country will certainly follow the trend here.

Generally, this kind of business can be done by the nobles of the imperial capital or the merchants related to the nobility. Only they can make the most popular and popular things in the imperial capital, and then sell them. Such people are usually more powerful and unpretentious, so when the goods they transport are knocked over by the wagon of an outsider, they will always behave very arrogantly, and it will be normal to cause disputes.

"Look clearly? The goods we are pulling are very expensive and are all works of art." The person who knocked over the goods pointed at the foreigners who were about to enter the city and said constantly: "What do you know about outsiders?" Is it art? Art is how much you say it is worth, so it is worth it."

"So you want to blackmail us?" The accused outsider said nothing weakly: "You just said that what I said is worth as much as it is? Isn't it? Hey, I see, these tatters are worth up to ten gold coins, We are willing to promise to compensate you ten times, and you should steal it."

"You... hum!" The person who was knocked over the goods said fiercely: "You don't come to me with this set. You don't look at this place, who's territory! This is the Imperial Capital, the outsiders come here Come here and you have to be honest. Hum, the Crown Prince was killed recently, and suspicious people are being caught inside and outside the city. I think you are very suspicious."

The accused Fang was furious: "You are blackmailing, it is shameless! You... are you, Debeles, that kind of quality?"

"Quality? Do you guys also deserve to talk to the quality of the imperial capital? Don't think that after taking a few beautiful carriages, you really treat yourself as a noble, a bunch of countrymen and upstarts." Scorning and mocking, he sneered coldly: "As for blackmail, the gangster can't change the ignorance of nature, and overthrowing the compensation of others' goods is a matter of course, and no matter how unreasonable you are, you have to lose money."

The rest of the caravan shouted, "Yes, yeah, you have to lose money, even if the sheriff comes, you will have to lose money." The caravan's people will be crowded and have a local advantage. People also coaxed.

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