You and me under the world tree

But at this moment, Hodder saw her flushed face when he lowered his head.

But he didn't point out either.

"Well, yes."

He and she skipped this step tacitly, and the two came to the back door of the house hand in hand.

And when he opened the back door, he saw some small animals.

There was an eagle standing on a shelf—not in a cage, the eagle just stood there.

Falke, the Nightmare Warhorse, stood at the farthest distance, looking as if he was guarding the place.

Huo De didn't find it strange that these appeared. After all, the symbol of Goth is an eagle, but apart from these, the symbols of King Dittmar and Dietrich seem to be sheep?

"Bah!"

At this moment, there seemed to be the sound of sheep bleating from the side.

Looking along the sound, he saw a large grassland, and those sheep just lowered their heads to eat grass quietly.

"Bah!"

"This is the little animals I want to raise."

Gazing at the seemingly white area not far away, Dietrich couldn't help laughing.

"How? It's cute, isn't it?"

Chapter 87: Aren't sheep cute?

When Dietrich said that, Hodder just stared at the sheep grazing in the distance.

There are actually not many of them, but at a glance, there are more than 50 of them.

Moreover, the species are not the same.

If not subdivided, there are probably only two varieties among them.

A goat, a sheep, and they are completely raised together, completely in a peaceful coexistence.

Of course, there is no problem with peaceful coexistence, but there is a problem with this quantity.

In short, no matter from which point of view it is full of slots.

"Why didn't you speak?"

Seeing that Hodder fell into a strange silence, Dietrich couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing."

Seeing that Dietrich had noticed him, Hodder couldn't help coughing twice.

"It's just that I always feel that with your level, you should keep a few monsters as pets."

Speaking of this, Hodder himself couldn't help laughing.

"How do you say, this kind of thing is more fulfilling?"

Hearing Hodder's obviously teasing voice, the corners of Dietrich's mouth twitched.

"Warcraft, I thought about raising it a long time ago."

She didn't hide anything much, she just said it.

"However, in fact, I also saw that Zebul had a Warcraft Ranch, so I came up with this idea."

"Zebul, I remember that good friend of yours?"

"Well, she has a huge Warcraft Ranch, which raises many rare and exotic beasts, and Falke is the flaming horse she selected from it to give to me."

Is there a ranch that can raise this kind of nightmare warhorse?

Hearing this, Hodder couldn't help turning his head to look at Falk.

The Nightmare Warhorse also snorted at this moment.

It just rolled on the ground, its four legs kept swinging, and it didn't know what it was doing.

Falk...

Although this was an illusion that emerged deep in his heart, Hodder confirmed that this should be what the nightmare horse in reality would do.

Speaking of which, this horse should be quite irritable?

Usually, Dietrich would choose to keep her in the wild, and sometimes even let her go hunting in the forest or plain without caring about the food.

In his impression, Falk not only eats a lot, but also needs a lot of exercise.

That is to say, at least there must be a place where she can run with all her strength, and even vent her flames wantonly-the ranch must do this.

And if you count it like this...

"How many nightmare horses like Falk are there?"

"The number can't be counted as many, but there are not many, and Falk is the strongest in the group."

Speaking of which, Dietrich couldn't help but patted her head.

"It was quite difficult to tame her. I felt like my hair was going to burn."

hair burn?

Originally, Hodder was still thinking about the Warcraft Ranch.

Even, he is still considering whether to learn from the wisdom giant princess, and use this as a basis to focus on the development of the World of Warcraft Ranch in the Netherlands.

After all, most of the monsters in the ranch in the Netherlands are just cubs, and the violent ones have been killed.

But these seemingly docile cubs will grow up, and what happens next is another matter entirely.

However, this kind of serious matter has not been lingering in Hodder's mind for long before it was replaced.

Because at this moment, the image of scorched hair suddenly appeared in his mind.

He even turned his gaze back to Dietrich.

Her white hair has grown back now.

After exposing and disclosing the identity of the former princess, she can act as a woman openly and aboveboard, and she doesn't need to cut her hair short all the time.

But what would Dietrich's hair look like if it was burned off?

He couldn't help thinking about her battle damage pattern, and in the end, the princess image in his mind had completely disappeared.

"Isn't it bald if the hair is burned off?!"

'boom'

Before the words fell completely, Huo De felt that he had been punched hard.

But it's not anywhere else, just the shoulders.

But even so, Huo De was still hit by the heavy impact and took several steps back.

"What are you thinking? My hair has never been burned!"

At this moment, Dietrich's face turned red—of course, this time she was not shy, but purely angry.

"But didn't you say your hair was burned?"

"It's just a feeling. My hair doesn't talk about anything else. It's quite difficult to burn it with fire."

Dietrich pouted just like that.

It's not that she's boasting, because it's actually a statement of fact.

The blood of the devil flowing in her body allows her to drive the power of the flame anytime and anywhere-that is the fire of the devil.

And as such an existence, Dietrich herself must have extremely high fire resistance.

This is also the main reason why she can use the molten iron armor that Wieland built when she was young without changing her face.

"I won't be bald, understand!"

In the end, the way she looked at Hodder was filled with dangerous killing intent in a sense.

After all, it's hair.

Even men, there are not many who can directly accept bald heads, right?

And not everyone can control that Cen Liang's head.

Otherwise, there would not be so many wigs on the market.

wrong?

Why did you start thinking about this all of a sudden?

Is the topic of wigs interesting?

It's boring, okay!

After realizing some problems, Hodder looked at Dietrich's eyes that seemed to be eating people.

Then, he quickly changed the subject.

"Ahem, cough, in short, for a war horse like Falk, a separate area must be opened up for grazing, right?"

However, Dietrich did not respond to anything at the beginning.

She just stared at Hodder for a long time before she looked away.

"Yes."

Her voice was rough, and she could tell she was sulking.

But this state didn't last long, because Dietrich soon relaxed herself.

"Zebul's ranch is huge, bigger than I imagined."

"How big is it?"

"Well... how should I put it? Didn't I say it before, I have my own hut in Zebul's room."

That's all she said.

"Well, what happened?"

"The Warcraft Ranch will allow her to boast of its size."

"..."

Then, Hodder just fell into a strange silence.

"Can you imagine it?"

"to be frank?"

"Ah."

"I can't imagine that."

Howard couldn't help but smiled wryly.

"After all, it's a giant's ranch."

"Yes, the giant's pasture."

For this, Dietrich expressed her approval.

"I can't imagine it myself, but when I saw it for the first time, it felt quite spectacular. In the true sense, there is no end in sight."

Unknowingly, the corners of Dietrich's mouth rose.

"At that time, I thought, it would be great if I also had such a large-scale ranch."

"That's not exhausting."

"Yes, so I gave up after experiencing the life of a ranch, because for me, it would take a long time just to visit the ranch."

She sighed.

"And for me like this, this scale is enough."

'clatter'