I, Kiriko, the Cheater

But his horse's glass!

Yes, dragons do like shiny things.

But isn't glass shiny too?

Gan!

It seems that there is no rule, the dragon must collect gold gems, right?

What's more, if every dragon collects gold gems, how can there be so many gold gems for them to search?

This is not a lonely mountain.

In the end, in this piece of glass mountain, the only thing that can be regarded as a harvest is two eggs.

Since it was discovered in this dragon's lair, if nothing else happens, the last hatched must be a dragon.

Of course, it doesn't rule out the Old Wang next door.

"My lord, these two eggs..."

Before Kitamura Motoyasu finished speaking, he saw that Tongzi had already put the two dragon eggs into his dimensional bag.

come all come...

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Even the guns were made by the former Four Saints and Heroes, so as long as there is even one of the former Four Saints and Heroes, if you have read Qi O's overhead historical novels, you will think that burning glass is normal.

By the way, the guns in this world are a fool's game. The power of the gun depends on the user. A level 100 boss with a water gun can easily stand up and grab a 98K level 1 cutie.

Chapter 52 The Dragon Maid of the Tong Family

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Under the darkness of night, the village was silent.

There is heavy farm work to do during the day, and the villagers have already rested early.

Even the only hotel in the village had its lights extinguished.

But in this darkness and silence, a figure quietly got up.

Moonlight shone in from the window, illuminating the pair of white wings and the golden hair that was as dazzling as the sun.

Those bare feet that were beautiful white like jade stepped on the floor lightly.

Gabriel looked back at Kiriko and Raphtalia lying on the bed.

Fortunately, both the master and sister Raphtalia were still asleep, so they didn't notice.

The Kobold and Kitamura Yuanyasu are in another room, so don't worry about it.

Gabriel tiptoed slowly to the table.

She stretched out her hand and lifted a cradle that was on the table.

Looking at the two eggs lying quietly in the cradle, Gabriel's face showed a little smug expression.

It worked...at least half of it for now.

Carrying the basket, she tiptoed out of the guest room.

Going down the stairs, the hotel owner had already rested at such a late hour, the first floor was dark and empty.

Gabriel searched for a few minutes on the first floor, and finally found the kitchen.

When I was camping before, I saw the owner make a fire several times. She lit the fire like that according to her memory, and set up another pot and put it on the stove.

She put the cradle into the pot, thought it was wrong, took the cradle out, left only the eggs in the pot, and added some water.

Finally, she squatted on the ground and waited.

Looking at the pot that gradually started to boil and steam was coming out, Gabriel couldn't help drooling.

The reason why she boiled these two dragon eggs was not because she was hungry, but because...

Philo bird and dragon are sworn enemies.

Because of the dragon, the flying Philo bird died.

However, this mortal enemy is not the kind of innate hostility that is imprinted in the bones like demon hunters and aliens. As long as they look at each other, they must fight like dogs.

Gabriel didn't have the kind of hatred that must never die.

She simply thought that since she was a Philo bird, the master brought back two dragon eggs...

Then you should be worthy of your own species!

"Crack, click, click..."

A crack suddenly appeared on one of the dragon eggs.

"Crack clap clap..."

On the other dragon egg, a crack appeared immediately after.