Chapter 2590 Short-Lived

It was precisely because he saw the infinite possibilities of Princess Aurora that the old Duke wanted to control Princess Aurora as a check and balance on Fort Vicky.

There is no need to say more about the importance of little Remi. The only heir to the Fairy Royal Family, once she is controlled, the Fairy Queen will inevitably collapse on the spot. She is afraid that she may have to obey the old Duke in order to protect the continuation of her own bloodline.

All of this, according to the old Duke's script, should have happened smoothly without any surprises.

However, what disappointed him was that in the previous battle against the disaster, I was able to really lose my temper and turn around and leave without any regard for feelings or the overall situation.

This was really unexpected.

It was not until this moment that the old Duke suddenly discovered that many of the rules of Zephyr Continent did not apply to me. For example, when it comes to disasters, other leaders would probably choose to put their grudges aside first and wait. After killing the disaster, come back to settle the score with him.

But my attitude was to turn around and leave. I was almost killed and was in a bad mood, so - don't care about your disaster, even if your continent is wiped out by a disaster, what does it have to do with me?

The worst case scenario is transporting the family to Moonlight City, transporting them to Fort Witch, transporting them to a large island, and re-establishing the country. As for the bullshit old Duke, go meet the God of Creation!

However, he was angry, and he always pretended to be an amiable old man, a solid, reliable and good boss. Whether it was his methods or his ability to endure, he was extremely strong.

If it were anyone else who experienced that disaster, even if they knew the truth, they would probably die with hatred and be buried in the Tomb of Heroes.

If Cagalli hadn't been so obedient to me in her heart, I'm afraid that when she learned the news that the old Duke had imprisoned the Orc King and the Orc Queen, she would have been so excited that she boarded the magic airship and headed straight to Cyber ​​City. , confronted the old Duke face to face.

In this way, she will definitely jump into the trap and become my bond, or become the old Duke's puppet.

But even so, the blow to Cagalli was still no less painful than tearing up a beloved toy with her own hands.

Fortunately, Cagalli has someone to rely on, and a girl who has someone to rely on will take the initiative to find the person she relies on when her mind collapses. Fortunately, I am not a human, but a fairy.

Ancient fairy.

The hatred of seizing the country and the hatred of hurting parents are all hatred.

Hatred can make people lose their minds, but it can also make people stronger and stronger.

Just like 'love', the same.

Love seems to be the opposite of hatred, and may even be endless, but if you think about it carefully, you will understand that in fact, 'love', like 'hate', can become strong and powerful.

Extreme 'love', like extreme 'hate', will make the owner of the emotion lose his mind. The former will become infinitely tolerant, while the latter will become infinitely narrow.

But what is the difference between unlimited ‘tolerance’ and unlimited ‘narrowness’?

If you don't want to have unlimited emotions, you need a guide. Fortunately, Cagalli has me, and I have people like Mr. Taylor, Master Dewey, the Fairy Queen, etc. who really care about me.

It is precisely because of their care and care that I have the opportunity to lean on the nails of Evil Dragon Spitz, gnaw bread, drink coffee, and think about revenge plans.

"Really not necessary?"

Evil Dragon Spitz lowered his head, his silver mirror-like eyes flashed with a cold and cruel light.

"My affairs don't require your intervention."

After taking a sip of coffee, I said in a leisurely tone.

Evil Dragon Spitz suddenly let out a sneer as cold as the Nine Netherworld: "You are an ally of the dragon clan, and even my friend, and you want me to just sit back and watch?"

"If you are my friend and the Dragon Clan is my ally, don't get involved in this matter" I looked solemn and said in a deep voice.

"." The scales at the corners of Evil Dragon Spitz's mouth twitched twice, and a hint of imperceptible dissatisfaction flashed through his eyes: "Give me a reason."

"Because you are my friend, and the Dragon Clan is my ally. No" I smiled and shook my head: "You are all my friends."

Evil Dragon Spitz hesitated to speak. After a while, he closed his eyes, raised his eyes to the sky, and stopped talking.

I couldn't help but laugh.

He got it.

Some people say that revenge is like a knife piercing the enemy's body and watching the blood flow.

I won't do this, and I don't want to do this. Even if Cagalli hates her extremely, I should not judge the old Duke's life or death.

I believe that there will be a more suitable person who will do this.

The Japanese Wind Championship is still going on smoothly and enthusiastically.

There is no more filth that is ready to move around, and dares to run rampant in this town and this country, at least not until the dragon leaves.

The deterrent power of the dragon, which is like a top-level disaster, is huge.

When Carter Horton came out of the town gate with a smile, and looked at me and Spitz with a smile like an old fox, the latter raised his eyelids slightly, and this monarch, who was not very powerful, rolled his eyes and fainted. past.

This sad state is completely opposite to Simmons Locke.

In my spare time, I once laughed and teased Carter Horton: "Compared with your strength, this old guy's strength is completely different."

No, Simmons Locke shook his head: "This has nothing to do with strength, he just didn't have the awareness to die."

It dawned on me.

Throughout the Zephyr Continent, Carter Horton is the only one who is not an adventurer in the true sense. He is just a soft heart who has taken over the family's resources, mastered the core of the family, and shrank inside the family's turtle shell.

sad.

In fact, really strong people, like Simmons Locke, will not be afraid of the power of the dragon. Just like the maids in my cafe, they had a heated fight with Spitz and helped Spitz trim his nails. At one moment, she helped him smooth his raised scales, at another moment, he handed Spitz coffee, and at another moment, he asked Spitz to tell stories about dragons.

They are not adventurers, but they are also fearless.

Unlike the adventurers, when Tyrannosaurus King Bakar unconsciously released his pressure, they were instantly knocked unconscious.

This is the difference in strength.

Evil Dragon Spitz actually has a strong interest in the human world, just like a child coming to an amusement park that he has never been to before.

He is very curious about human behavior, human habits, human customs, and various human behaviors with unknown purposes.

For example, makeup.

He was wondering, since he had to wash off his makeup every night, why would he bother to put it on again in the morning?

To be honest, I don't really understand it, so I can only say perfunctorily: "Human beauty is short-lived. In order to stay beautiful every day, this is the only way."

Evil Dragon Spitz asked again: "Then why not use magic?"

"Is there any magic that can keep makeup on?" I asked in surprise.

"I don't know," Spitz replied deadpan.

"."