Hey, King!

2021-08-17

Chapter 199 Chapter 199 Frozen

"Master Bud, the Prime Minister wants you to go back. It's too cold outside and it will freeze your body."

This is the elf guard who came to persuade by the third wave, but was still blocked by Bard. The first time, he scolded, and the second time he was foul-mouthed, this time he just glared at him, and he had almost no strength to curse. But when the elves felt that this time had hope to complete the task and were about to persuade them again, Bard suddenly burst into potential again and scolded them back.

"So much nonsense! Although I live a long life, but I have no patience, do you think I can't make it through the night?" Bud drove away the elf guard and sat down again. He looked at the ground in confusion, and then touched his butt. It turned out that he didn't sit down, but his butt basically lost consciousness. "Hehe, even if you win this time, you can't have your ass. Dagon, hey! Dagon."

Dagon hung his head, almost motionless. The snow had already covered him, spreading a finger-thick layer on his body, making him look like a snowman. If it wasn't for the little by little quiver of his head, Bud would have thought he was dead.

"What do you want me to do, I'm sleeping soundly." Dagon raised his eyelids and moved his mouth, as if swallowing. "I was dreaming that I caught a cave crab in a tunnel and roasted it on the fire. You woke me up as soon as I picked up the knife and fork."

" Sleeping on this kind of day will kill people." Bud said: "You brat is really dying?"

"If you want to freeze to death, it is the same when you are awake or asleep. You think that trying to stay awake will not work. Can you live if you sleep?" Dagon snorted, saying: "Do you care if I sleep or not? If I die, won't you win?"

"I think you brat is weird!" Bud's teeth chattered, and he couldn't speak clearly: "After...you will sleep after a while, and you will feel very good when you wake up. Are you sleeping or hibernating? Are you a bear?"

" It's really not." Dagon said with a smile: "I'm afraid I'm going to sleep, I can accept it."

"I can't!" Bud rubbed his chest and abdomen with both hands, and then curled his body got smaller.

Dagon is sleeping, but not sleeping. He uses his sleep to covertly eat. Starhelm, hidden under his beard, surreptitiously broke the halfling pastry into fingernail-sized pieces and slipped it secretly into his mouth. Dagon couldn't chew it openly, so he kept it in his mouth, soaked it completely with saliva, pressed it into a sauce with his tongue, and swallowed it secretly while pretending to be talking in his sleep.

Dagon's body doesn't waste any of the sugar and calorie-dense halfling pastry that's so good in this weather. Originally, this kind of cake had to be mixed with a lot of water to flush the throat, but with a calorie base, eating two mouthfuls of snow can also solve the problem.

Bud never discovered this secret, and he also said that Dagon was too slow to eat snow. His face didn't look good when he first ate it, but after a while - especially after "wake up" - Dagon showed his vitality again, as if ignoring this piece of World of Ice and Snow.

Dagon was also hiding a flamethrower potion, which provided more calories, but he had been afraid to drink it. Judging from the fact that Bard discovered that elves were secretly casting spells, this exiled dwarf was particularly sensitive to mana fluctuations. Although the flame spray potion belongs to the category of alchemical products, after drinking it, it can also cause fluctuations in the body's mana, and there is still the possibility of exposure.

Now that both sides are holding back with no power, Dagon has the advantage by stealing the food. If you were to say why Dagon didn't fight the cold fairly fairly, why didn't you say an entire elven camp sheltered a dwarven exile?

Dagon has been trying to kill him since he wanted to kill him. It sounds like a nonsense, but there are not many people who can resist the impulsive killing intent and achieve the words "thinking of a way". Thanks to the training of weapon masters, Dagon always remembers the difference between a reckless man and a commander, one can only be a "general" at most, while the other is to develop into a "handsome". He observed the liquor boss's actions, analyzed his strengths and weaknesses, and then began to formulate a plan. Hold Bud with a full meal while preparing secretly. In this way, whether it is to continue to freeze, or Bud suddenly regrets, from freezing to fighting, he also has a response.

Drinking the flame spray potion, Dagon can use the surging Fire Element power to warm itself and quickly restore the combat capability. Therefore, he is not afraid of continuing to freeze, nor is he afraid of a sudden fight, he can wait for things to develop steadily.

"Dagon, I don't feel right now." Bud snapped a small icicle from under his nostril and slammed it to the ground. "Which elf did you follow? Why haven't you seen a elf come to drag you away? His power is comparable to that of the Prime Minister?"

"Why are you asking about this? Are you trying to make excuses? Slip away?"

"Don't run on me. Either you freeze to death and I leave, or I freeze to death here, or I freeze and faint and be dragged away by the elves, there are only three possibilities. Slip away? I don't want to do that kind of thing." Bud raised his hand and wanted to tug at the beard, but he grabbed an empty spot at the main beard without the ring. He didn't seem to notice this, and he stroked his beard in the air, presumably his hand was unconscious.

"Dagon, satisfy my curiosity, or I'll use my mana secretly to cheat. My spell ability is very strong. If I cheated secretly, you won't find out."

"Oh." Dagon thought to himself: whether you cheated or not, I can't find out; as long as I cheated and you didn't find out, that's fine.

"Tell me, there's no one around now, what are you worried about?" Bud said, "Let me know, which elves have plotted against me, and I'll probably be able to. Guess what resources and interests the Prime Minister has exchanged with me."

"It seems that you know your position and identity very well!" Dagon snorted disdainfully and said, "There is no elf family, and there is no exchange of interests. I'm here because you insult Jiangu clansman and provoke me at the same time."

"Don't be stupid. Everything in this world is arranged by the elves, and they calculate it step by step. But it's so subtle! You stupid dwarf, you fell into the trap of the elves without knowing it, and you still feel that you are very great."

"If I have the ability to ignore the interference of the elves, I will directly execute the Jiangu clan on you. Law, then I might feel a little greater. But now, even if I drive you to death here, I feel ashamed and ashamed." Dagon shook his head, snorted, and said, "Why am I saying this to you? You If I knew what it means to be ashamed and ashamed, I would have killed myself."

"I definitely can't kill myself." Bud chuckled twice and said, "Hey, Dagon, I was wrong. There is a The elf is here, I don't know it, it should be looking for you. It seems that you are going to be called away."

The person who came was Shiloai, who wrapped herself very tightly and thickly. The white fur coat made her look like a snow elf with a superb figure. Oh, she was a genie, and the metaphor is a bit of nonsense.

"The Prime Minister asked me to come, and I'm curious about what's going on." She stopped two meters away from Dagon, folded her hands on her chest, and raised her chin to watch He said to him: "Just this sloppy dwarf keeping you frozen in the snow? Would you like me to kill him for you?"

"Then the Prime Minister and the elven guards will deal with you."

"I only need a little spell, and I can make this guy kill himself." Shiroai said: "Nadir said he was a Master, but didn't say which aspect, it doesn't seem to be important .I can shield the surroundings with spell and absolutely no one knows what's going on here."

"Who is Nadir?" Dagon asked.

When Bud heard this question, he immediately roared: "Nader van der Hearn! That's the name of the Elven Prime Minister. You dwarf don't even know this?"

"Nobody asked you." Dagon and Shiroai reprimanded him in unison before continuing their conversation. "Thank you, but no need. Shiroai, is the bighorn deer you want ready?"

"Well, it's all ready, I also need a cold-proof saddle and a trailer, It can be installed as a winter tent." Shi Luoai smiled and seemed to exude endless warmth, she said: "I originally wanted to prepare these things, although I was ordered by the Prime Minister's people for a while, but after turning around Didn't he come back? When can you freeze this guy to death? I'm still waiting for you to travel together."

"I guess it's just two days." Dagon looked at the sky and said: " The night is almost over, and I think he will be fine tomorrow and the daytime. If we really have to decide the winner, it will probably be tomorrow night. But whether there will be a change in the elf camp, it is hard to predict. By the way, Didn't the Prime Minister embarrass you? Don't you want to see him?"

"He and I are close relatives, and he used to be an elder before trying to arrange a marriage for me. If you really find a strong and powerful person If you can fight, you can also find a mage for me, who is not as good as me. Actually, I don’t judge people by their appearance, and I have no prejudice. Yes, there's no need to talk anymore?"

"Indeed, indeed..." Dagon tugged at his beard and said, "Did he like men originally, or did he change after chatting with you? Do you like men?"

"I can't say that I have no responsibility at all." Shiloh chuckled twice and said, "Probably he doesn't know at first, and I understand people better. I analyzed it for him. It's a very difficult process to recognize myself. I don't encourage him to take that orientation, but I don't need to stop me, right?"

"Yes, yes," Dagon nods. He believed that the person who had a blind date with Shiroai must have had a spell, but Rhett said that the spell works best if it develops according to a person's true intentions, so let's just say no... Clear, only confused.

"You're going on a blind date like this, the prime minister of Nadir... must be very annoyed. So you don't want to see him?"

"It's not annoyed on the surface, but I I think he must be unhappy." Shi Luoai said in a low voice: "The elf who met me is him... um... I don't think I should say it. Anyway, I'm very familiar, especially dear."

Bud held breath cold air and said, "You're not talking about the Prime Minister's Second Young Master, are you?"

"Where did the strange sound from World of Ice and Snow come from?" Shiroai said: "Okay Dagon, you can play here. The Prime Minister said that you should admit defeat and go back to the house. If I bring it here, I don't know if your ears are frozen or numb. Also, don't forget to leave the day after tomorrow, it's very cold here. Yes."

"What are you talking about? My ears are numb, I can only see your lips move, but I can't hear you!" Dagon shouted loudly.

"Stupid dwarf, I won't serve you any more!" Shiroai wrapped his coat tightly, glared at Bud fiercely with a dead man's expression, and walked back crunching on the snow.

(end of this chapter)