Author: Drunken Juntian.
Copywriting: No one is allowed to enter the Marginal Forest, which is inhabited by non-human races that do not welcome humans.
Four years ago, the lame Earl, who had been ostracized by the entire circle of high nobility, went there to become a lord, and everyone thought he was dead, but four years later, he returned to the royal capital with ten carts full of rare treasures that everyone had never seen before.
The dwarven master forged a sword for him, the elven archers escorted him, and the centaur high priest divined the future for him—and the most eye-catching thing was of course the handsome, tall, invincible green-eyed slave beside him.
Able: You eat first?Or eat me first?
Negrim (stinkface): Get out!
Negrim couldn't figure it out, how could he grow into the 1.9-meter-tall man he is now in the blink of an eye?
Delicate and frail, the lame lord is attacked by (Negrim) and is strong, half-blooded dragonman, loyal dog attack (Ebel).
Reading Guide: Easy to sweet and shuangwen, attacking and receiving mutual favor, atypical Western fantasy.
Snippet: As soon as Alan and Rhodes left, only Negrim and Able were left in place, and while everyone was dancing, the two people who were still became outliers, and of course the lord noticed the strange gazes cast around him from time to time, but he didn't care about this, in his opinion, even being stared at by this group of townsfolk from head to tail was better than dancing like a monkey in such a random dance.
Then Negrim looked down and saw the little slave's expectant eyes.
Negrim: ". .
Able: "Quq....."
Negrim stared at him expressionlessly for a long time, and then spoke slowly, "I want to remind you, if you remember, that your poor master is a lame man who doesn't walk the road very well. "
Able pursed his lips and whispered, "You can stand on my feet, master, I can hold you." ”
Of course Negrim believed this, according to Allen, Abel's one-handed weight had reached three hundred pounds, and he himself was just over a hundred pounds, let alone holding him, it was easy for Able to lift him up with one hand.
But he still didn't agree, and Negrim raised an eyebrow, glanced critically at Abel's little feet, and said slowly, "I don't doubt your strength, but I doubt that your little foot is really enough to put one of my feet." "
He tapped Abel with his cane, which was not large enough for his palm, and said, "I can't stand up to this size, and even if I do, I can't stand -.""
Negrim said with a mocking smile on his face"Can your arms hold my waist?”
Although he has grown taller, Abel who can only circle Negrim's ass with his hand :"...
Maybe it's because ** is too joyful and the atmosphere around him is too contagious, Negrim looked at the child's face with a suddenly realized and shocked expression, and when he relaxed, he couldn't help laughing, of course, the next second he received Abel's aggrieved and unwilling eyes.
Negrim bent the corner of his eye, stretched out a hand to take the child, then raised his arm, and with a slight force, let the child with the raised hand turn in a circle under his control, and then he put down his hand and said, "Okay, this is a dance." "
Able probably didn't expect Negrim to make such a move, and was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but complain: "Master, this is too perfunctory. "
Because of this happy and lively atmosphere, Negrim was not dissatisfied with Abel's disrespect, but rarely restrained himself, showing a generous appearance that he couldn't do anything about him, and reached out to take him around in a circle, but in the end he didn't let him go, but took him into his arms, and then said with a smile"Okay, with one more ending action, satisfied?”
Abel buried his face in Negrim's chest and abdomen, and he couldn't stop burning it, but fortunately his master didn't pull him to look at him, so he simply shook his head vigorously in this position.
Negrim smiled and sighed, "Still not satisfied?".”
Able shook his head, the tip of his nose was filled with the scent of Negrim, and it took a long time to calm down with his eyes closed before the flush on his face was less pronounced.
He slowly lifted his head, a pair of green eyes fixed on Negrim.
I'm too young now, master, but I can grow up," Abel said, with a hint of unconsciousness in his eyes"When I grow up, master, when I grow up, you can dance with me again?”
Negrim was stunned for a moment, then curled the corners of his mouth and whispered"Okay, I promise you. ”
Status: Completed.
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