"No, of course not; 'What the master does' itself represents an irreplaceable meaning." Amy walked to Taal and looked carefully: "However, the Forest Crown has other meanings."

Other meanings? Isn’t this a common gift?

Although Taal thought so, he felt something was wrong in his heart.

"Well... As far as I know, this crown is indeed a common gift among the Corey tribe." Amy walked to Tar and looked at the rough-made leaf hat: "Vine, leaves, flowers..."

"Yes, I won't do anything else, so...just..." Tarr felt nervous, "It's not easy for you for such a long time, so he planned to give you a gift you made by hand..."

Does it mean anything?

"The tender leaves at the end of the branches symbolize the vigorous young man; the flowers in the weeds represent fleeting beauty; and the strong and solid vines mean... tied together."

...Why did I not know this after living in a tribe for twenty years?

Taal felt that the hat in his hand was getting hot, and at the same time it stuck to his hands like extremely powerful gum.

"As far as I know, this is indeed a common gift for boys, but the gifts are usually given..."

Amy lowered her head slightly and told Taal in an almost inaudible voice. Before she spoke, Taal even thought she could know her thoughts, because the word she blurted out was exactly the same as Taal guessed-

"Lovers."

Tarr didn't know what was going on with the faint scar on Amy's face, he just felt his face hot;

"A very...unexpected idea." Amy's mouth raised slightly, "but... it felt a little confused and didn't want to refuse."

Taal felt that he was not a little confused, but his mind was blank;

Why does Amy, who doesn't have his own thoughts, show such emotional expressions...

Should I give this gift? Taal didn't notice that his hands were already trembling.

To be honest, I don’t know that this is for my lover;

But if you don’t like Amy... it doesn’t seem like that. What’s not worthy of your liking?

Except for the fact that the big lizard's messenger was a bit uncomfortable, I couldn't pick out any of them at all...

"You... don't need to do these things that are of little practical significance to the servant..." Amy turned her head slightly, as if she wanted to cover up her thoughts: "However, there seems to be no conflict with the target."

I didn’t expect that Amy, who had a look of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy on weekdays, was so unfair...!

Amy walked over slowly, without any intention of wanting it, but did not express his rejection;

After she walked to Taal's side, she lowered her head gently to the latter - this meaning was very clear to Taal:

Please help me put it on.

Taal swallowed - Is this appropriate? After all, the two of them were just a strange cooperative relationship, and now they were suddenly going to give them something like a token of love...

Coco, wait, why did his arms and hands move uncontrollably!? Taal looked at his trembling hands holding Ye Guan, slowly putting them on Amy's head-

Taal suddenly remembered a relatively unpopular legend: It is said that the chiefs of the barbarians - of course they were called "kings" - were done this when they were crowned.

This is all the same!

Taal carefully placed the vine above Amy's head—Amy was almost as tall as Taal, so it was not an easy task;

The length of the vine seemed a little insufficient - the hat was too narrow; after being worn on Amy's head, the effect was completely different from what Tal expected: not only covered about half of the hair, but also a little crooked.

This is definitely not possible... Taal took a deep breath and tried to adjust Ye Guan's position; the vine inevitably messed up Amy's hair, but the latter was not at all dissatisfied-not even frowned.

After Taal put Ye Guan on Amy's head, a circle of sweat had appeared on his forehead;

Although this is not tiring, it really requires great spiritual support...

"The master is quite shy." Amy raised her head with satisfaction - although her expression still did not change much, Tarr could tell that she should be "very happy".

"I...I don't know that it has this meaning..." Taal became even more panicked after he lost anything in his hand.

"Those people probably won't go today." Amy's expression replied to the past calmness, "Master, I have a request: Let me spend this afternoon outside the camp."

"Why..." Taal didn't understand - according to the past situation, even if she kept her distance from her, she would try to lean over?

"This Ye Guan is obviously not something that outsiders can see." Amy explained, "The dignified 'blooded man' actually gave this kind of thing to his slaves... This is not good for your reputation; I want to stay here for a while and wear it for a while; I will put it away after I go back."

...As it is, this is not an ordinary gift after all;

But it shouldn't be nice to throw her here alone...

"... Strange, the master has many ideas today." Amy shook her head first, then nodded again: "But it feels pretty good."

"Do you have your own ideas...?"

"I... am the messenger of the real dragon, part of it, and will not have 'thirsty thoughts'; but it seems that I can feel anything... happy and sad, there seems to be no problem with these."

"These must have nothing to do with it..." Taal was much happy, "Amy, you must be a normal girl! That lizard wouldn't know so many wonderful things!"

"All I have - knowledge, power, and thinking are all given by the real dragon; and emotions... should be what it gives."

If this is the case, I should thank the lizard for giving it to me such a good companion for free. It seems that this so-called black dragon is a bit reliable...

“That idea is not wonderful either.”

Since the black dragon's ideas are the opposite of ordinary people, there is no need to give Amy feelings.

"We won't understand the idea of ​​the real dragon...but there must be some intention."

No matter what its purpose is, there is no comparison between emotional companions and cold assistants!

If someone is with you, the road to revenge is not that rough and difficult...
Chapter completed!