Chapter 554: Crystal Palace 2
Behind the palace there was a staircase that looked like it had been cut into the ground, bent over and connected to the basement of the palace.
âIt feels like a secret basement for something importantâŠâ
âSilver dragons have a custom of saving âdragon jewelsâ. Itâs a warehouse to keep it together.â
â⊠the dragon jewel is like that gallstoneâ
âCome on, donât say it like itâs dirtyâ
But itâs something secretory you can do on your own in the back of your belly, right? She said Jeanne dived into Lilaâs belly and picked it up.
I donât know if it will be judged dirtyâŠâŠ I think itâs a subtle place.
No, I know it looks beautiful.
âI also hope that peopleâs children sometimes take care of missing teeth. Itâs like that.â
âI knew it wasnât a very bragging habit.â
Lyda shuts up when I say so.
Yeah. There are definitely customs like that in some parts of the country. Itâs not something we all bring over and save, is it?
⊠Well, itâs a very different kind of Fae from the structure of the body around there, so maybe itâs odd to say it out. I mean, I said gallstone, because itâs not me, itâs Lila.
âWell, anyway, you have that elder ahead of you, donât you? Iâm sorry to keep you waiting, but letâs go.â
Naris takes it and pushes me and Lyda on the back.
âNaris, youâve got a lot of nerve for dragons.â
âHuh, man is what grows.â
âUh, but if they tell you to fight, you refuse to do everything in your power, right?
âItâs obvious! I mean, itâs not generally weird to think âmaybe I can do itâ at all!? Even the Undead Gauntlet Nights, I wonder how many guys would say that and go norinoli!?
âYes, yes, okay, okay.â
Pull the nalis ponytail hot valve toward the back to silence it all the way down the narrow space of the compressive rock wall like a cut through.
At the far back of the stairs is a door made of old, heavy-looking trees. And before that, two human-like figures of the Silver Dragon.
âDamned. Open the door. You could have heard it from here.â
âA covenant. It would be the dragonâs reason to obey the rider.â
The numbered silver dragon man who tried to fool Lyda gives me a glimpse of chills, looks at the other oneâs turn and face and unlocks the snack.
âHave you gone down to him, Lyda?â
âThough I donât have a contractâ
Lyda, who was supposed to have been murdered by me, behaves as if she were my subordinate, tries to question the number of people called Damned.
I took control of him with my hands because it was going to become obscure.
âThe interests were unanimous. Thatâs all.â
âYouâre using Lyda, the rider of the outside world.â
âI donât mind if you take my place. I wish I could meet the elders.â
âStop it, DamnedâŠ. this man and his people are strong. If I donât stand in between, this palace is going to be a big deal, not a joke. Because I thought so.â
âHave you forgotten your pride, Lyda? Dragons give in to power, etc.â
⊠You stink, Dragon Pride.
I wonder if youâre feeling lonely yourself as the most powerful creature, and if your buddies get hit, your emotions take precedence.
Perhaps it would be a strange rationale for a being called âa person stronger than a dragon,â because the ethics they have do not envisage.
When I almost distracted myself from saying something again.
âDonât use the word pride or anything, Damned, just because you canât keep up with your feelings and squeeze wasteâ
I heard a squeaky voice from behind the door that opened just a little bit.
âIf you use it when you donât need it, the words will be that light. Without respect for the rider while in the dragon, without believing in your compatriots⊠how much weight does the word pride brought forth by the Lord weigh?â
Damned realizes he has no logic to win, even if it involves more than that, or stop standing.
I let Lyda open it and finally meet the silver dragons imprisoned inside the tiny room stacked with tons of âdragon jewelsâ.
âWeâre out of time. Dear Andy Smythson,â
âElderâŠ. for us, thanksâ
The only thing that barely looks scratch-free is the elders, and all the other dragons are lying down or sitting on the wall, and havenât caught up with the regeneration of the scratches.
Lila said it would be better to leave the depletion to the natural healing speed than to force the wound to disappear. So even if it looks awful now, we will all be resurrected one dayâŠâŠ
â⊠Dear Smythson, what do you look like?â
The wound that opened from shoulder to arm is also painful Ray looks stunned to see that I donât have my right arm.
Emma, who was lying there, was also damaged by a gutter to the point where one leg was visible to the bone in what attack she was wounded by⊠and even though she is so grotesque and tighter than my wound, she seems to regret it just as much as her brother.
âIâm sorry, weâre just impudentâ
âTerrible. I was just wondering if you guys were okay.â
I donât know how to help Emma like that, but I gently wake her up and hug her anyway.
âThanksâŠ. I was so glad to hear you tried so hard that I was about to cryâ
â⊠itâs a waste, your wordsâŠâ
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Emma keeps herself without any resistance to my embrace because of her weakness.
Ray was also snorting emotionally at his sister like that, but he got up slightly, kneeling (kneeling) next to me.
âYouâve been this far, does that mean youâve also seen wins in the fight against the linersâ
âFor once, yeah. Because my people in the outside world are incredibly reliable.â
âI am exposed to an ugly appearance, but my wounds are a relatively shallow category. Even then, I wonder if we can pack or transport later.â
âYes, no, donât push it. He said it was enough that you guys were safe. If you insist, Iâd be glad to keep you from having dragons suddenly trying to join the war from here.â
âIt looks like this and itâs sturdy. Donât hesitate.â
âItâs much more painful than a wound to be unable to come to the fore as a dragon.â
âIâm still counting on you and Emma, so Iâm not trying to be impotent!
My desperate persuasion with Emma in my arms finally breaks Ray.
âEmma needs to get well again and help everyone in the valley from now on⊠oh donât say that?
â⊠yes, the⊠glad, it isâŠâ
Emma blushes her cheeks, nods as she wanders her eyes a little restlessly, and grips my clothes tightly.
Tess and Naris cough at the same time, and Maia looks a little bored with her arm-wrapped jitty eyes.
You guys, donât react too badly to being shown this condition.
But Maia pounded after a while.
âYouâre signing a contract?
⊠so thatâs a different story from this.
âYou canât thank a girl for working so hard, just for her mouth.â
âI donât know about the contract or anything. Isnât there a lot of good faith that Chief Smythson can show?â
âWhy are you guys in back pressing mode in such a weird place!?
âShut up! Sometimes you come a little frustrated because you donât know if youâre responsible or not!
âYour husband, when you do something weird, is willing to take responsibility, but the push is weak or itâs not worth it.â
âEmma, Iâm so hoping right now. If you refuse, you have to say no again.â
A little out of sight with Mozi Mozi.
With a slightly refreshing smile, she raised her hands gently, and she was free to talk about her sister.
I kinda hate the situation where it feels like I can be cornered and I can make you confess in the stream.
âWow, youâre also an ant to sign a contract from me!
âNo, thatâs a little lame here, isnât it!?
When I finally thought there was a statement against the flow, it was Lydaâs eating attack.
⊠In the meantime, letâs just calm down a little bit and then weâll take these stories seriously, right?