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‘It’s so damn! Al, you have forgotten the law of goblins again! Never fall into a dangerous situation without any reward! Idiot, you are indeed a hopeless freak!’

While enduring the whip of the soul and enduring the fear of being about to be swallowed by monsters, Al couldn't even close his eyes!

Crack

After a chill in my heart, Al fell straight to the ground. It seemed like a tumbler shaking around, and his stiff body still maintained a ridiculous posture of "I am Superman".

"Gululu..." The girl stroked her round belly and crawled to the small nest in the middle of the cage with satisfaction.

Al looked at the girl who was curled up and licking the rust on her arms with her pink tongue, feeling mixed feelings.

I always thought that I had a hard time, but when I saw the girl in front of me, Al realized that he was very happy. He had been hungry, but no matter how bad he was, he had a bowl of mushroom soup. The girl in front of me could only rely on the iron rod to satisfy her hunger. Thinking of the many broken railings I saw when I climbed in before, the girl's miserable life has lasted for a long time...

Click!

My nose felt sore, and my tears kept spilling, drop after drop, falling on the dusty ground.

The girl seemed to have discovered something and curled her body tighter.

The stiff body recovered unconsciously. Al stared at the thin back in the cage heavily, turned around and walked out.

Returning the same way, Al gritted his teeth and climbed up to Gaolun. "Damn Rooney, I will not give a reasonable explanation, I will definitely report you!"

"Rooney!!!"

He threw open the curtain angrily, and Al roared.

"It's called mourning, I'm not dead yet!" The old beast trainer was sitting next to a simple tea table made of several beast cages and a piece of iron sheet, drinking leisurely flower tea from the Elf Kingdom.

"Roney, what's going on with that girl?!" Al crawled down Gaolun angrily.

"What girl? Could it be that you still work part-time to collect debts?" Rooney retorted fiercely, "It's not right! I'm going to a brothel and I never owed it!"

Al smiled anxiously. "I'm old, don't be careless! What's going on with your little girl in the tent? Don't say you don't know, the magic talisman lock on the chain that tied her neck is obviously your work!"

"Oh..." Rooney exaggeratedly. "Are you talking about the girl in the iron cage in the old property area?"

"Yes, how about it, there's nothing to say!"

Rooney choked Al firmly with one sentence: "She is a freak."

The old guy looked up and down at Al's eyes and almost said the half sentence "Like you". Seeing Al's face turned pale, Old Rooney spoke slowly: "No one knows who she is, or 'what'. When we found her, she was holding an eggshell and eating with relish. Even the top beast trainer could not see her type, and the most experienced priest could not feel the breath of humanity. You also saw that she ate almost everything..."

"So you lock her up and let her die?" Al still couldn't accept this explanation.

"We don't want to do this, but she has too much appetite." As if recalling some terrifying scene, Rooney couldn't help but sigh, "When the old leader was there, we could still provide for him. But now..."

"Old Team Leader?" Al was stunned.

"Haha, little guy, do you know? It has been 130 years since we discovered her."

Al was completely stupid.

"Some people say she is a demon, some people say she is a hungry ghost, of course, more people call her a freak. For more than a hundred years, she has not grown up, has not grown old, and has not even learned goblins." Old Rooney said to herself, "Later, the old leader passed away, and the circus business was getting worse day by day. I really couldn't afford it, so the current leader raised her and asked Aunt Mary to send food every ten days and half a month. Later, Aunt Mary also passed away. The monster was completely forgotten..."

Old Rooney's words were like a sharp blade, constantly cutting the boy's heart. Reminding of his equally strange background, Al couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Aren't you afraid that she will starve to death?"

"Oh..." Old Rooney said without looking back, "I don't worry, and I don't have time to worry. Little guy, as a goblin, we are even more worried about whether we will starve to death tomorrow."

Never think about unmeasurable benefits. As this law of goblin says, compassion and sympathy cannot be actually weighed, so this has no meaning to goblins.

Throwing the code out of his mind, Al said word by word: "She is eating the iron railing to satisfy her hunger!"

Perhaps because she felt Al's excitement, or just came back from the long river of memory, Old Rooney turned around and stared at Al's eyes and said, "This is why she is called a freak."

Al opened his bitter mouth and said nothing.

The atmosphere became cold and frozen. After a long time, Old Rooney, who was a veteran, broke the silence, "Little guy, I have something for you."

""Dragon Language Legend: Taming the Dragon"?" Al looked at the cover of the Magic Story Book and raised his head in confusion.

Old Rooney smiled and said, "Haha! This is an enlightenment reading for the animal trainer. I read it when I was a child before I decided to be a great animal trainer!"

Al's heart warmed up, "So, is this... a gift to me?"

Old Rooney waved his hand carelessly, "Just do it." Without waiting for Al to thank him, the trainer yawned a big yawn, "Go, go, I have something to do."

Al sighed, turned around and climbed up Gaolun, leaving the tent. Old Rooney could do nothing about the monster locked in the cage.

The low mechanical footsteps gradually disappeared, and the old beast trainer who had been facing away from the door curtain suddenly murmured: "Old Guy Paul, two-headed... Is he really OK..."

To solve the problem of the little girl, Al had to get help from his partner. So after leaving the circus, Al went to Pique's house as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Gova and others were there too.

"Ayer, are you doing well?" Boss Kova changed his previous strong demeanor and nodded at Al first.

"Thank you for your concern, it's okay." Al was flattered and answered hurriedly.

"Haha, that's good, that's good..." Kovar threw a look awkwardly, and Kaba, who had the eyepiece, hurriedly picked it up. "Al, we just went to the Hive Hotel, you are not here, so I went to Pique's house to wait for you..." Seeing that Kaba was talking nonsense, Kovar kicked impatiently, "Talk the serious business."

"Ahem! That's right, we want to go to the circus to help, look..." I got used to drinking Alhu, and no one was used to it. Although the joke was fake and stiff, the meaning was clear.

"I'll ask Master Rooney first. If he agrees, it should be fine." Al told the truth. After entering, he realized that the work of the circus was not necessarily easier than that of the Colosseum. So Al unknowingly completely dispelled the idea of ​​letting all his friends come.

Since Kova came to him personally today, something must have happened to the Colosseum.

Seeing Al's eyes turned to him, Pique smiled and shrugged, "The green-skinned butcher is dead. He was bombarded into a pile of minced meat by a half-human puppet chariot."

Ayer instantly remembered the green giant who seemed ferocious but honest, and the ring he kept in his pocket.

Seeing El's sadness, Kova frowned slightly: "Al, when will you go and talk to Rooney?"

Al calmed down and smiled as usual: "Let's go tomorrow."

Watching Blue Gaolun turn around the corner of the alley, several of them say goodbye to Pique with their own worries.

Back in the hotel room, grandpa went out to stroll again. It was time to take a good look in the chair for decades. Al carefully wrapped the lunch box he brought back from the circus in sackcloth, and then couldn't wait to open the story book given by Old Rooney.

"Dragon, a powerful creature, in addition to its strong body, also has a long lifespan and extremely high wisdom. Dragons have their own language, Dragon Language, and most dragons have the ability to cast magic in Dragon Language after reaching a certain ability, and can even change into other forms. For example, humans.

The dragon looks like a lizard with bat-stem wings, but it is more enraged than its close relatives. There are many kinds of dragons, from deserts to forests, from underground to sky, from ice fields to even the ocean, and they have their traces. Their common characteristics are: they like treasures, caves, and can spit fire (the dragon breaths are different).

According to habits and colors, we can roughly divide them into:

Colored dragon: As the name suggests, it is a dragon of various colors. It includes black dragon, green dragon, red dragon, blue dragon, etc. Colored dragons are the most common dragons.

Metal dragon: Metal dragons mainly include golden dragons, silver dragons, bronze dragons, brass dragons, etc. Most people think they are kind dragons.

Gem Dragon: The most common gem dragons are crystal dragons, jade dragons, topaz dragons, amethyst dragons, etc. Most people think they are neutral dragons. Gem Dragons are relatively rare dragons.

In addition, there are some special dragons, such as fairy dragon (!) and puppet dragon, etc.

The dragon's life experiences: dragon egg, young dragon, young dragon, giant dragon, king dragon, elder dragon, ancient dragon, ancient dragon, ancient dragon, and Taichu dragon, but in fact, many giant dragons are difficult to reach the level of the ancient dragon, and more stop at the level of the royal dragon..."

In conjunction with vivid portraits of magic dragons, Al reads the dragon trainer's notes carefully: "... Corresponding to it, the levels of the dragon priest are: Dragon Nest Guardian, Dragon Pattern Priest, Dragon War Priest Dragon Word Priest Crown Dragon Priest Elder Dragon Priest Legend Dragon Priest Glow Dragon Priest Semi-Dragon Priest Dragon God Priest…"

Referring to the following description, Al quickly imprinted these exciting titles in his mind. How can he get a dragon? With questions, Al hurriedly turned down.

Have it!

"Any contract, no matter how beneficial it seems to be to the dominant, actually, there is a scale in the secret that considers each other. If you sign a contract with a dragon, the dragon will give its strength and life, and the dominant must repay it with wisdom and wealth. This is the so-called first principle of contract: 'Equal benefits'.

...So, for the rebellious high-level life like the dragon, the master-servant contract and the blood contract of slavery, there is no market at all because of the harsh conditions. As it turns out, the only feasible thing is the relatively loose 'partner contract'." (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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