Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

Today, two special guests came to the Colorful Mood Dyeing Shop in the Imperial Capital. They were a kobold and a large, exaggerated brass dragon.

Basically everyone knows the kobold leader.

But few people know about the Brass Dragon.

When the owner of the dyeing shop heard the commotion and opened the window, he saw that it was dark outside at noon, which was supposed to be sunny, and there was a unique smell of hot metallic oil.

"Is it the way I woke up today?"

The owner of the dyeing shop had just woken up and was confused. Then he discovered that there were many tentacle-like black plants growing vaguely outside the dark window. This was a strange thing, so he stretched out his hands to pull out the plants out of curiosity. After a while, the black root plant was so tough that he couldn't even move it even with all his strength.

Then, a strong wind blew outside the dark window.

"Roar! Damn humans!!"

The roar of the dragon made the owner of the dyeing shop see stars in his eyes and his ears buzzed.

"How dare you play with the great dragon's nose hair?!"

The sky outside the window becomes brighter, the night leaves, and the day returns.

The owner of the dyeing shop once again saw the familiar streets, but soon the scene in front of him was filled with a ferocious dragon head.

Those golden eyes conveyed anger, and a faint dragon's power spread. The owner of the dyeing shop knelt on the ground as soon as his legs softened.

"Lord Dragon, spare your life! I...I didn't know those were your nose hairs..."

The owner of the dyeing shop is a middle-aged man who seems to be rich, with some older ones and some younger ones.

He was really afraid that the dragon would kill him in anger, and his brother would be happy to take over his dyeing workshop and family.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Rolls-Royce sprayed out two streams of white air from its nose and hit the dye shop owner's face, shouting: "Don't you have nose hairs yourself? You don't know what nose hairs look like and what they feel like. ?"

Dyeing shop owner: щ(゜ロ゜щ)

It's true that he has nose hair, but he doesn't have the nose hair of a giant dragon!

It was as big as the one he just pulled out. If it grew in his nose, would he still have room to store his facial features and brain?

Maybe Rolls-Royce also felt that what he said didn't make sense, so he softened his tone:

"I don't care so much. In short, you have violated the majesty of the dragon. All your purchases today must be free!"

When the owner of the dyeing shop heard this, he felt much relieved.

It's just a piece of cloth dyed for free. It's already very good to be able to get your life back.

He stood up tremblingly, not daring to look at the majestic dragon, and said cautiously:

"Great dragon, uh, what do you need me to do? I have been dyeing cloth for more than ten years and can dye it the color you want according to your description."

The owner of the dyeing shop was obviously very confident about this, and his originally curved back straightened a bit.

"Any color is fine?" Rolls-Royce's eyes widened.

"certainly!"

Rolls-Royce stretched out a dragon claw and said: "Very good, then I want the colorful and majestic black!"

This is not to embarrass the dye shop owner in front of me.

In his eyes, the majestic and powerful His Majesty Watrous was surrounded by a faint colorful halo, which was the manifestation of dragon power, and only they, the dragons, could see it.

But this request made the dye house owner dumbfounded.

If the person who made this request was a human, the owner of the dyeing shop would swear that he would spit thick phlegm in the person's face and kick him out.

But now the person making this request is a giant dragon!

Does he dare to spit thick spit on the dragon?

Does he dare to chase the dragon?

He didn't dare.

"Well, great dragon, can you make your request more specific?"

The owner of the dyeing shop considered his tone, hoping that the dragon could put forward some conditions that were easier to understand.

"Huh?!" Rolls-Royce frowned and grunted roughly.

"Humble human being! Isn't my request specific enough!?"

The owner of the dyeing shop was so frightened by the roar of Rolls-Royce that he did not dare to speak: (T⌓T)

This is when the role of Polycris comes into play.

He has a good understanding of human culture, especially since he has been following Queen Anna to deal with imperial affairs in the past month, so he knows that it is absolutely impossible for the dye shop owner in front of him to dye colorful black with a majestic color. It is just a dye. It's an abstract concept, and what His Majesty Watrous meant was to dye the Rolls-Royce into a black dragon.

So he signaled Rolls-Royce to shut his mouth, and he would step forward to negotiate.

Although Rolls-Royce was not convinced, he knew that the kobold chief was indeed more successful than him in the royal capital.

"Sir, don't worry about that stupid dragon. Let's talk about the next thing." Polycris showed an amiable smile.

Although the face that resembles a young dragon is still ferocious when it smiles, it is much cuter than a Rolls-Royce.

Coupled with the fact that Polikri was wearing the uniform that symbolized the Royal City Patrol, the sense of intimacy suddenly increased.

It's the group of kobolds who maintain law and order every day!

The owner of the dyeing shop felt a little at ease. Maybe there were kobolds around, so the giant dragon wouldn't mess around.

He has no culture, but he naively thinks so.

"Lord Kobold," the owner of the dyeing shop bowed and said respectfully: "It's really difficult for me to fulfill this dragon's request. Maybe the dragon from the dragon clan's dyeing shop can do it, but I'm just an ordinary person, and I still hope You can forgive my incompetence."

Rolls-Royce stared with big eyes. He wanted to say that the Dragon Clan didn't even bother to open a dyeing workshop, but he was stopped by Polikri's look.

"Ahem, actually our requirements are not that complicated."

As he spoke, Polycris took out a parchment scroll from his arms, with a majestic black dragon vividly painted on it.

It was His Majesty Watrous whom he respected and loved.

"All you have to do is dye this stupid brass dragon this black." Polycris pointed to the parchment.

"Dye the dragon black?" The owner of the dyeing shop was dumbfounded.

He had no idea how big this dragon was, but the dragon's nose hair alone was as thick as his arm. If he dyed all the dragon black, how much dye should he spend on it? Going bankrupt may not be enough!

"Mr. Kobold, this..." The owner of the dyeing shop looked troubled.

Polikri knew what the boss meant. It was simply that the cost of materials was too high. He understood.

So he took out the bag of gold coins that Rolls-Royce had given him before, and then took out ten gold coins and placed them in the hands of the dye shop owner.

"How about it? Is this enough?"

Looking at the gold coins in his hand, the owner of the dyeing shop straightened his eyes.

Ten gold coins were already his income for two years.

The dye itself is not expensive, let alone the least popular black color.

The money is more than enough!

Moreover, the recent harvest has not been good, and the family behind him can barely make ends meet.

Ten gold coins are undoubtedly a timely help!

"Sir, you, you...(つ﹏＜)･ﾟ｡." The owner of the dyeing shop wanted to say that Polikri was his reborn parent.

But in the end, I couldn't say it out loud. After all, it was a bit strange to recognize a kobold as a reborn parent.

"What's wrong? Not enough?"

Polycris took out another gold coin and put it into the boss's hand.

"Do your job well and you'll have enough gold coins!"

"Yes, sir!" The owner of the dyeing shop burst into tears of gratitude.

Only Rolls-Royce stayed aside and was unhappy: (o;TωT)o

If I read correctly, those gold coins are all his private money...