The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

This is a tall and big tree house, simple but expensive furniture, displayed in an extremely artistic way, neither looking shabby nor empty.

In the middle of the living room, on the side of the round table, Simmons Rock held a precious porcelain teacup and waved at me with a smile.

I don't know, so I stepped forward and stopped at a distance of one meter from him. He said solemnly: "Well, see your majesty, dare you ask what your majesty is looking for?"

Simmons Locke made a sharp face, pointed to the chair next to him, and said, "Don't be serious, sit down and talk."

I am ashamed of his behavior that does not care about etiquette, saying that you are the prince of one country, and I am the elder of another country. If you invite me to come over, don't you even have to make a few fake greetings?

Shit, what a savage guy.

I can't help but slander.

As soon as I sat down here, Simonsey Rock over there took the initiative to pour me a cup of fragrant tea with the teapot. This shocked me.

When he was in contact with Simmons Rock before, he was not like that!

Although I don't care about my impolite behavior, I definitely won't take the initiative to pour tea and water for me. What's wrong with this today? Is the sun coming out from the south?

I was empty in my head, staring blankly at the tea cup being filled little by little, and the corners of my eyes twitched slightly, and asked in a trembling voice: "If there is anything to do with your Majesty, you might as well speak bluntly that you suddenly poured tea for me. It made me flattered...Can't afford it, can't afford it!"

"Hey, what can't you afford? You are the elder of the Outer Moonlight City and my grand-niece and son-in-law. Our grandfather and grandson are in a relationship, right?"

As he said, he grinned at me, showing a grin that he thought was warm and warm, but in fact horrible.

Until this moment, I suddenly realized that the smile could still be so scary.

This discovery directly overturned my view of the world, and at the same time shattered the impact of ‘people who love to laugh, luck will not be too bad’ on me.

If anyone showed a smile like Simmons Locke, even if he was not thrown down by the monkey brother as an evildoer, he would definitely be stabbed to death by a group of strangely dressed guys with a peach wood sword.

This smile is so weird!

I responded to Simmons Rock’s questioning with a few ugly smiles, and picked up the tea that he poured full, feeling the temperature of the hot tea flowing between my fingers, and sip and drank half a cup of tea. , To show approval.

Simmons Locke was very happy when he saw this. He put down the teapot and chatted with me a few unnutritious daily routines, and then extended the topic to the dragon outside the city.

"Can my guards also learn martial arts with the dragon?"

Simmons Locke half pleaded, half demanded.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I really can't help with this." I said, I glanced out of the window, and looked at the happy evil dragon Spy who was playing with the four little loli, the little lantern and the little squeak. Now, he said: "The dragon’s will is free. Whether it’s eating, drinking, sleeping, or discussing with others, these are not things I can control. The only thing that makes the dragon feel cordial and is asking Only after the dragon agrees can we compete with the dragon."

"If any of the above two points are not satisfied, the dragon will not agree to the discussion. Once the discussion is enforced, the dragon will treat your guards as enemies and attack them as fiercely as they would."

I paused and said helplessly: "Believe this scene, you definitely don't want to see it."

After hearing what I said, Simmons Lock frowned and said: "Why do I hear that the dragon is bowing to you, as long as it is your request, they will not refuse it, is there such a thing?"

I helplessly staggered and said: "Your Majesty, do you believe it? If my words are really so useful, do I need to provide so much food every day? All this is just a transaction, and they promised to help We learn from each other, and I promised to give them fresh food."

Simmons Locke heard this, as if he had found a breakthrough, and said to me: "If I also provide food, can I also please the dragon?"

"To be honest, I don't know." I shook my head and said, "It seems that even gift giving depends on the identity of the giver. As a descendant of the ancient family, you are obviously not on the list of dragons allowed to single out."

"What should I do then?" Simmons Rock slapped his hand on the table, a touch of loss flashed across his face, and said: "I bet with other city owners. Those who lose will lose a lot of money... "

"Money?" I sneered, and said, "I'll be honest, Your Majesty, you must not please me because of money, and plan to get in touch with the dragon through my channels, and I believe that your sole proprietorship must not be Money is something more important, such as...ores."

Simmons Rock's eyelids twitched, and he lowered his voice: "Did you put a spy by my side?"

"How is it possible?" I asked.

"Then how do you know what I bet with Carter Horton?"

"Isn't this obvious?" I said slowly: "According to my understanding of your majesty, you are sensible, powerful, and courageous. You will definitely not let the strength only be said to be good personal guards and dragons. This Not only is it useless to him, it may even hurt or even kill him—"

"After all, the opponent is a giant dragon!"

I said solemnly.

Simmons Locke smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, I understand what you said, but the point is that Carter Horton and I have already made a bet. Once we lose, we will not only have to compensate a lot of ore, but even a page. Fragmented pages of historical documents."

"What!" I said in amazement: "You actually take the broken pages of historical documents as a bet? Are you kidding me?"

Simmons Rock shook his head and said, "Of course I don’t need to make such a joke, because all of this is true. At the same time, I want to tell you that the reason why I made such a heavy bet is mainly because of Carter Horton. The price offered is also very pleasing to me."

"What is Carter Horton's bet?" I asked curiously.

"Like mine, it is also a fragment of ore and historical documents, and this fragment is different from the fragment that I hold. It is said to be a fragment of a historical document that records the origin of various disasters."

"Hiss" I took a deep breath, and couldn't help saying: "In order to bet with you, Carter Horton really tried his best and was willing to go all out! Not only did he treat the broken pages of historical documents related to disasters as a bet, Even more, a lot of ore was staked. To be honest, I don’t understand his purpose for doing this. It stands to reason that historical documents are invaluable, especially historical documents related to the place where the disaster occurred."

"You know, disasters and disasters are extremely dangerous, and we all know a proverb, high risk, high return."

I squinted and said every word.

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