Palm Dragon

Chapter 44 I promise

The carriage did not drive to the central square, but turned directly to the trade area. After entering the holy imperial capital, the lively atmosphere in the air was gradually diluted. There was no bustle and bustle in the city center, and the comfort and tranquility of a peaceful life were replaced.

The crisp sound of horseshoes stepping on the yellow brick road echoed on the slowly narrowing streets, and there began to be winding alleys and cute wooden houses. Occasionally, you can see chic tinplate signs—usually houses that attract travelers.

The Holy Emperor is one of the few places where bards are willing to stop temporarily. As long as the gold coins in their pockets allow, everyone is willing to stay here for a while.So the Holy See acquiesced to some businessmen who built small houses for rent.

This kind of cute little house is the same brown and white half-timbered building as ordinary houses, but the difference is that they all have orange-red spires. This lively color is easy for outsiders to identify.

The way of renting is also very free. There is a big brass key hanging outside the wall of each Little Red Riding Hood house, which can be used to open the door of the small garden.There is contract magic on the door lock of the garden - within three hours after opening, someone will come to the door and ask you to fill out a rental form, sign your name and the house will temporarily belong to you.There are water taps and benches in the garden outside the house, as well as a small stable.The tiny houses are unlocked and the keys are not given until a form is signed.

Because the full moon festival is approaching, they can hardly find a vacant house.

The two carriages had to go farther and farther.

"Maybe we should write a letter and make an appointment while we're in Pagrama." Adrian looked despondently at the lovely houses, none of which had keys. "There's nowhere to live. Are we going to sleep on the streets?"

Iss comforted him: "Businessmen will never let go of any opportunity to make money, and we should trust their foresight."

Not only businessmen, Mr. Noble is also very predictable.

As the carriage turned east and west on the street, there were indeed empty houses with keys hanging on the side of the road, and there were quite a few of them.

Adrian couldn't wait to choose a white house covered with green vines.

It wasn't that he didn't want to spend a little more time slowly browsing through all the empty houses, but things weren't looking good for Bat.

Xiaolong felt that Casey needed to take a quiet rest as soon as possible.

Casey, who was finally released by Yisi with great mercy, lay dying in Adrian's palm.

Before Xiaolong had time to explore the new house, he was taken aback by the appearance of the little bat.

When the necromancer got off the carriage, he chose a room alone and locked himself in it without saying a word. Aini, who was jumping up and down, had already made it clear that he would not give any help to Adrian's momentary behavior—whether it was feeding or treat.And took the opportunity to instigate Adrian to let the little bat fend for itself.

Mr. Noble had no choice but to separate the elf who kept making funny faces, and lead the little dragon with a high pout into a bedroom.

Adrian worriedly put the little bat in a basket covered with a handkerchief.

"The vampires would only turn into bats when they were extremely weak—of course, unless they wanted to." Iss touched Casey who was motionless on the handkerchief with his fingertips. "It's not badly injured."

The environment of the sacred imperial capital will also affect it to some extent, making this little bat unable to even flap its wings now.

"Can't you find a doctor?" Adrian asked worriedly.

"Which clinic in the holy imperial capital are you going to find a doctor who is willing to treat the evil blood race?" Mr. Noble asked back.

"And the situation of the blood race is quite special - they have a strong self-healing ability and are not easily injured. If it can't self-heal, doctors and pharmacists can't help them."

"Then what should we do? Casey looks very sad." Xiaolong circled around the coffee table anxiously.

Is stopped the confused dragon and kissed him on the nose.

"Although the blood race looks sensitive and neurotic, it's actually not so fragile that you need to worry about it."

Mr. Noble flicked the lying little bat with his fingertips.

Adrian found that although Casey was motionless, her belly was still rising and falling.

"If you're willing to go downstairs to eat and sleep to make yourself look less tired, maybe I can help you." Ice smiled.

Although Mr. Noble did not use a very affirmative tone, Adrian was instinctively relieved after saying these words.

I don't know when, Xiaolong has been in a state of unconditional trust in Mr. Noble's words.

Although there is no basis, since Yisi said there is a way, Casey will be fine.

I have to say that this is a kind of blind worship—but it seems that both Adrian and Iss are very satisfied with this state of spiritual dependence.

Even with a hasty decision, this is a nice four-story house.

There are tall chimneys on the edge of the orange-red pointed roof, oil-soaked parchment on the arched transom, and an arched door with a lovely pattern of painted wood.

The ground floor is the living room and kitchen, the second and third floors are the living room, above is a small attic, and there is even a small warehouse at the back of the house.

Aini likes the small garden outside the house very much. It is obvious that someone tends it regularly. The roses are blooming very delicately, and there are even some basil, sage leaves, rosemary, and thyme.These can be picked and bundled to hang from the kitchen beams—good spices, and there is plenty of hay in the stables.

Because it is a traditional half-timbered building, it does not have the emptiness and coldness that is unique to stone houses.The weather was showing no signs of turning cold, so the big stone hearth was dry and unfilled.The walls were hung with brightly colored linen wainscoting, and there were woolen carpets in the living room and bedrooms.

The house has basic furniture, several bedrooms have four-corner beds with curtains, and on the table are a few candles made of tallow (but thrown away by Mr. Smoke like firewood.Silver flatware is displayed in smart wood cabinets, and there are small sideboards with salt shakers and bottles of olive oil.

Such a house, even for refugees who fled empty-handed, can easily live comfortably.

City Hall sent someone over soon.

Along with a handwritten form, he brought a small bag of fresh wheat flour and a quarter of a goat.

"Welcome to the holy imperial capital. This is the share distributed by the tenants of each house." The man with the goatee said formulaically, and quickly rolled up the form signed by Iss and put it in a large cowhide envelope. "Please go to the city hall for settlement when you cancel the lease."

After the goatee left, Aini and Adrian marveled around the wheat flour and goat.

"As expected of the sacred imperial capital, so generous~" Rent a house and give food~"..." Iss put the key given to him by the goatee into the space ring, and decided not to tell Xiaolong about the rent in the form he just filled out. Amount figures in the column.

Although they got wheat flour and goats, they still had to eat long bread in the dusty room that they hadn't had time to clean.

Mr. Noble thinks that "it is more important to take care of the quarrelsome necromancer than to eat", so he gently poured milk for Xiaolong and left the dusty kitchen.

"Iss is so gentle, he cares so much about Werther." Adrian expressed admiration inarticulately. "I didn't even eat any food."

The elf who was also squatting on the chair agreed: "Yes, if he hadn't covered his nose with a silk handkerchief, his words would have been more convincing."

Regardless of Mr. Noble's motives and what he talked about with the necromancer in the room, it is an indisputable fact that Werther's mood improved obviously after he left the room.

No more entangled Necromancer means hot food.

So Adrian and Aini each ate a large piece of bread and watched Iss sitting on the cleaned chair waiting for the necromancer to serve the oatmeal with salt.

"My stomach is so full..." Adrian was distressed.

"The eyes are so hungry!" Aini was mad.Ahhh, this guy is too cunning!

Mr. Noble waved to Adrian generously.

Xiaolong floated past sadly.

Passed a bowl of steaming porridge.

Xiaolong burst into tears.

Iss laughed so hard in his stomach that he hugged Adrian at night and coaxed him: "Tomorrow there is a kid with garlic sauce."

Adrian in the quilt was motionless.

Mr. Noble smiled. "And rose pudding."

The quilt moved.

"Did Ed see the small garden outside? The roses are blooming just right... Ed likes flowers, right?" The sexy | sexy voice was still very pleasant through the quilt, and the devil calmly began to seduce. "Wash the petals and boil them for 2 minutes. Stir the flour with milk in a pan until it is as thick as honey, add sugar, cinnamon ginger and rose petals~ It seems that you can smell the fragrance just by imagining it. You can also add some salt and cream when heating, Ed also likes pine nuts, right? Sprinkle pine nuts when cooling..."

Before Yisi finished speaking, the quilt was suddenly thrown back on his own initiative.

Adrian's eyes widened: "Really?"

Yi Si smiled and kissed his eyes: "I promise."

"There must be a great dessert shop in the holy capital." Xiaolong completely forgot to be awkward. "Hi~ Long time~ I haven't eaten dessert for a long time~"

"It will be there when you wake up."

Adrian suddenly stopped smiling.

"Kathy can't eat together." The little bat kept hanging his head and refused to move.

"I wrote a letter in the afternoon and asked about it." Iss pulled the quilt up.

"About Casey's illness?"

"It's hurt." Ice said softly. "Feng Jing's speed is very fast. When the first ray of sunlight hits your eyes tomorrow, the reply letter will come with the morning light."

"And then Kathy will get better?"

"I promise." Mr. Noble felt that he had promised countless times today.

"I promise everything will be fine tomorrow, Ed."