Chapter 1447 Boy, go after Serira and prove your strength!
"Anyway, I just don't like this kid."
Andre crossed his two front paws, rested his head on them, and muttered softly.
——The so-called quiet voice refers to the dragon clan. If a person stands between two giant dragons, his forehead will be buzzing.
Even now, if the master bedroom in Dragon's Nest was not extremely large, with walls so thick that you could dig a separate room inside, and a soundproof barrier at the door, there would be no guarantee that outsiders would hear you.
That is to say, thanks to the magic sound insulation, the two legendary dragons can lie down in the dragon's nest with peace of mind and whisper to each other. Andre can also confide his dissatisfaction to his wife without any scruples:
"This child Serila has no siblings in the same litter, only older brothers and sisters. She has always been naive since she was a child and doesn't care about anything. I am really afraid that she will be deceived..."
"Come on." Cynthia flapped her dragon wings and patted him again:
"How could there be so many liars? Didn't Ophelia write very clearly about the young man that Serreira fell in love with? He was diligent, hard-working, compassionate, and a very good healer. Serrela followed If he is together, nothing will happen."
"It's just the healers who are not good!" Andre rolled over in annoyance, with his belly turned upward. His back rubbed against the ground, and Dragon Wings turned around and patted his belly rhythmically:
“A good healer only sees other people’s pain and doesn’t care about himself at all!
Look at today, Serila went to save people, and the young man also went to save people. They were all busy from the beginning to the end. He didn't even look at Serila!
When Serila was with him, when she was unhappy, uncomfortable, or in need of care, the young man was only busy with his patients. Serila felt so wronged!"
"But the healer has a good heart and is pure and kind." Cynthia slapped her husband calmly, causing him to turn over and continue to rub his belly on the ground:
"When you are with a pure and kind person, you feel at ease and at ease. If you are with a cunning and cunning person, you will have to worry about when you will be betrayed!"
We silver dragons have a good relationship in the clan, and we respond to everything. Isn’t it half because we are healers? Now that your daughter is with a healer, what are you dissatisfied with?"
"Of course it's good for others to be healers...but if the person Serira likes is a healer, then..."
Andre continued to mumble softly. Cynthia laughed. Before she could continue to persuade her husband, there was a clear sound of broken glass, the sound insulation barrier was knocked open, and Cerira rushed in:
"Dad, Mom, what are you talking about? I want to listen too!"
"Speaking ill of you!"
Cynthia laughed out loud. Cerira folded her wings and rushed straight to her mother, rubbing against her body:
"I'm the most well-behaved! No bad words! Mom, I haven't been back for a long time! I want to sleep with you!"
"Okay, okay, let's sleep together." Cynthia opened her broad dragon wings, caged her daughter underneath, and let her put her head at the junction of her wing roots and body, rubbing her slender neck against her.
After a moment of pause, he raised his tail and gave his husband a gentle slap:
"Get out! We, mother and daughter, need to talk privately! Let's go and find a place to sleep by ourselves!"
"When my daughter comes back, she doesn't want a husband anymore..."
Andre muttered and was kicked out of the master bedroom by his wife. He walked slowly to the door, and heard his wife saying behind him:
"Come on, Serira, let's continue talking about what we were talking about before. - You just said that Gretel built a hall for you on the top of the mage tower, and then what?"
Even the dragon's nest has been built for my daughter!
A little mage, how high and how big can his mage tower be! He built a hall on the top just to serve as a dragon's nest. In such a big house, Cerela can't even turn around! Huh!
The more Andre thought about it, the angrier and angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he was losing money. He simply walked over to Gretel's residence and called a half-dragon who was waiting outside:
"Hey, how are they?"
The half-dragons came running over. The so-called half-dragons are basically members of the barbarian and giant tribes at the foot of the mountain——
Some have lived near the dragon's nest for a long time and have been tainted with the dragon's aura, and some have a little bit of dragon blood, but not much.
The best among them work as servants in the dragon's lair, cleaning the dragon's cave, and serving the dragon's daily life. Whatever slips through the dragon's fingers is enough for them to live a good life and move up a level or something.
At this moment, the two half-dragons were ordered to serve the distinguished guests. Naturally, they ran back and forth and tried their best. When called over by the master, they immediately bowed forward:
"We have all finished eating, bathed, and are ready to go to sleep. The two elves asked for some vegetables, fruits and mushrooms. We said there was no more, and they didn't say anything. Mr. Spellcaster is still reading..."
"He can actually read." Andre muttered. He wandered to the guest room where Grete was, raised his hand and knocked:
"Hey, Nordmark Mage!"
"Your Excellency Andre!" Grete put down the book and started playing quickly. From the interaction between Cerela and her parents, it can be seen that she and her parents have a very good relationship and a very close relationship.
The more this happens, the more he wants to leave a good impression on his father-in-law and mother-in-law. Although Serila’s father’s nose is not a nose and his eyes are not eyes from the moment they meet...
"Sit, sit." Andre swaggered in. The door of the lounge next to him kept creaking, and several heads poked out one after another. He just pretended not to see it and sat down directly in front of Gretel:
"How is it here? Are you getting used to it?"
"It's pretty good, thank you for the hospitality." Gretel sat upright respectfully, put his hands on his knees, and leaned forward slightly. Andre snorted: "Hold on."
"Really good? The conditions here are probably much worse than your mage tower, right?"
"Of course not." Grete apologized and said:
"The dragon's nest has a special style of dragon's nest. The energy density here is very strong. As a spell caster, I feel quite comfortable. Besides, this is the place where Cerela lived. This alone offsets all the discomfort. convenient."
"So you still feel a little inconvenient." Andre snorted:
"Boy, I already know about you. As a spell caster, you have gone from beginner to advanced level for more than ten years. You are indeed quite good. But as parents, this is not what we look at. Do you understand?"
"Understood, understood!" Grete nodded like a fool.
As parents, especially parents of girls, when you want to marry off your daughter, you will not only look at the man’s high status and how much money he can make, but also how well educated he is and how handsome he looks.
Poor parents in the world, their greatest wish is just for their daughter to be safe, happy and prosperous.
And a being like the legendary Silver Dragon, who originally stood at the top of the world and lacked nothing, has fewer requirements for his daughter's sweetheart and is more pure:
"You hope that I will always like Cerela, be consistent with her, and be able to take good care of her, love her, and accompany her. I can do all of this, so please rest assured."
"You can do it?" Andre snorted, and his eyes turned into vertical pupils unknowingly, with bright silver light, and the pressure of the legendary silver dragon poured out with all his strength. Gretel sat calmly, with a sincere smile and a look on his face. constant:
"Yes. I consider myself a dedicated person. Once I like Serira, I won't like anyone else and will always be with her.
As for taking care of her, loving her and accompanying her, these are all my duties and I will not neglect them."
Huh? Andre raised his brows slightly. He squinted his eyes and looked at Gretel carefully from the beginning. The subtle symbols in his eyes were flowing rapidly. After a while, he nodded lightly: Cover.
"No wonder you are not afraid of my dragon power. You have the blessing of Ms. Silver Moon. But boy, do you think you can give Cerela happiness if you can be single-minded forever?"
Gretel kept smiling and listened to him respectfully. Andre continued to blow his beard and stare:
"Serila is a dragon, a dragon! She is now an adult dragon. Even if she plays every day and does nothing, she can live for at least another thousand years. What about you? Three hundred years? What will you do in three hundred years? manage?"
"Well... I think I am too arrogant now to say that I can definitely advance to Legend... However, whether it is resources, accumulation, or the blessing of the world, at least at this stage, I am still far ahead of my peers..."
Grete apologized respectfully. Andre suddenly choked up and felt that he had no way to refute. He blurted out:
"Then come back after you become a legend!"
"I originally planned to wait until I became a legend before I could meet you two and ask for your permission." Gretel continued to smile:
"But if Cerela is coming, I can't stay behind..."
No matter how I heard these words, I felt like I was taking advantage of him. Andre snorted, strode forward, picked him up, and half dragged him out:
"Even if this is the case, it doesn't mean that you can live well with Cerela. - Cerela is a dragon! She is a dragon! How are you going to be with her? How long can you last as a silver dragon now? Already?"
"Well……"
My father-in-law, what you said is right, I can’t answer it! As my father-in-law, why are you asking about such things in such a roundabout way?
"Serila is still young..."
"She is still young, very young! Even though she has advanced, her current age is still decades away from adulthood, and she is not yet ready to decide on her own partner! - Don't talk nonsense! "cover
Less than half an hour...
But I'm only level 15 now... When I advance a few more times, my strength will be strong enough. I can hold on for an hour, two hours, or a whole day...
"Okay, I won't ask you any more. Come on, come with me to the front and show me the changes in person! If it doesn't take an hour, I won't agree to it!"