Chapter 1449 Grete is so rich? No, my father-in-law will also increase the amount!
Serila snuggled into her mother's arms and slept until the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dim. She slept for an unknown amount of time before turning over and rubbing her mother's neck with her neck:
"Ah...it's better to be with mom...I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time...I still want to sleep..."
"If you want to sleep, just sleep a little longer." Cynthia covered her daughter with dragon wings and pulled her into her arms:
"No matter how fun it is outside, there is always no peace of mind at home. When I finally come back, I can sleep as long as I want and eat whatever I want..."
"Well……"
Serila made a soft nasal noise, hummed and rubbed herself into her mother's arms, then rolled over again. Smelling the familiar cool breath of her mother, she closed her eyes with contentment.
It’s not that she’s really that sleepy, she just wants to fuck a little longer, and make sure she has the right to fuck like this at any time——
Even when she becomes an adult and goes out to travel, she is still a baby in her mother's arms! She can be hugged when she wants, rubbed when she wants, and coquettishly acted like a baby when she wants!
Mom and Dad will never push her away!
"Mom, I'm hungry... I want to eat... I want to eat walrus, seal, the kind that fills my mouth with fat in one bite...
I also want to eat woolly rhinoceros, and I have to skin and remove the fur, and make it clean...
I also want to eat big fish! Big fish! The kind with crunchy bones!”
"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you..." Cynthia patted her daughter gently and agreed repeatedly. Serila is her and Andre's youngest daughter, and her only child in recent decades—
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Cerela laid a total of four dragon eggs in this litter. She cherished them with all her might, was extremely cautious, and provided all she could, but only two of them hatched successfully.
Even if it is successfully hatched, the other little dragon has not awakened its true name. Without a true name, there is no wisdom. It is just a confused dragon beast and cannot be counted as a member of the dragon clan.
She and Andre have already entered the legend, and the chance of having another child in the future is already very small. Even if she lays another dragon egg, it will become increasingly difficult to hatch it.
Perhaps, Serila is the last child between their husband and wife. Of course, such a little princess must be pampered and given everything she has.
"By the way, there's Grete too!" Cerira rolled again, becoming more sober, and her rationality gradually returned. She raised her head and looked around:
"Where is Grete? Where are the... others I agreed to have dinner with? How long have I been asleep?"
"It didn't take long, maybe five days." Cynthia patted her daughter lovingly:
"It's okay. Your brother and sister are back, and your father is taking turns accompanying him. Don't worry, I won't neglect him."
Serila slowly opened her mouth. Five days? Five days?!
I left Grete alone in the hands of my father and brothers and sisters for five days?!
Gretel won't be bullied! When he came back, the way his father looked at Gretel was quite unkind...
She got up in a panic, scratched the ground with her wingtips, and rushed out. After taking two steps, Cynthia stepped on the tip of her tail:
"stop!"
"Ouch, ouch...it hurts!"
Serila was so painful that she almost burst into tears. She flapped her wings and turned to look at her mother angrily. Cynthia had no intention of giving in:
"Shake off the gold coins from your body! There are also silver coins! - Don't think I can't see them if they are embedded in the seams of the scales!"
"Ugh... I didn't mean it on purpose..." Cerira shook her body vigorously and heard the sound of jingle, jingle, gold and silver coins falling on the pile of money.
The tip of her tail had not been released yet, so she had to circle her wings, flap and pick at them. It took a long time before she finished cleaning the last silver coin:
"I really didn't mean it! It's not like I don't have money! I have money! Lots and lots of money!"
In order to show that she was rich, she ran to the corner of the bedroom, spread her wings, and swept out a blank ground.
Followed by jingle bells, clatter, clatter, large swaths of silver coins poured down, forming a hill in the blank corner:
"Look, this is my bed! The bed that Gretel gave me! It's enough for me to sleep in! Gretel also gave me so many more! So many gold coins! So much gold! So many gems~~~"
In an instant, Cynthia's silver-blue eyes turned into the exact same color as silver coins. The legendary silver dragon naturally has no shortage of wealth, but pure gold and silver coins, which are human currencies, are another matter...
Besides, if any piece of treasure, even a small copper coin, gets into the dragon's eyes, it will be difficult to pull it out. What's more, it's such a big pile of silver coins!
A pile of silver coins that was enough to cover Cerela's body and serve as a bed for her!
Compared to Serila's age, it's a lot of silver coins that far exceeds that!
Before her mother rushed over, Cerira waved her wings quickly and collected all the silver coins, determined not to leave any of them outside. Then, she made a roundabout path, passed her mother, and rushed out:
"Grete! Grete, where are you! I overslept! I'm coming to find you~~~"
Her voice gradually faded away and disappeared into the corridor. After a while, Andre slowly walked out of the shadows, walked to the corner where Cerela had been just now, lowered his head and rubbed the silver traces on the stone:
"She actually has so much money?"
"That's not all!" Cynthia shook her tail, drew a circle in the corner with her tail, and then circled back to carefully observe the tip of her tail:
"She told me before she went to bed that the young man gave her many, many, many treasures. All the resources needed to break through from the bottom to become a legend were exchanged for treasures, and all were given to her!"
"hiss……"
Andre took a breath as if he had a toothache. Legend, legend, a resource that leads directly to legend, was given to Cerrela like this... He was not even so generous!
Even for him, such resources will be broken down into territory, population, monsters, energy, and various magic resources. If they are exchanged individually and converted into treasures, how can there be so much money!
!
"So much money belongs to her too!" Cynthia looked at her husband warily:
"Whether it's her own or the young man gave it to her, whatever it is, it belongs to her! Even though you are her father, you are not allowed to touch it, not even a single copper coin!"
"Look what you said, I am her father anyway, how can I snatch my daughter's things?" Andre smiled coquettishly and wagged his tail again:
Compared with that young man's handiwork, as a father, his level of action seems to be a little too low?
How much is a woolly rhinoceros worth per day?
Even if it's a hundred days or a year, how much is it worth?
No, you can’t appear to be poorer than your daughter’s sweetheart, and you can’t be too stingy! Otherwise, where will he and Cynthia, a pair of legendary silver dragons, put their face!
"Soka! Sokka!" He strode out:
"Clean out my treasure trove! Get a batch of potions specifically for little dragons to increase physical strength! Get...thirty copies first!"
At noon that day, Gretel's extra meal was mixed with a special magic potion. The half-dragon in charge of cooking picked up a wooden ladle, took a scoop fiercely, and poured it into the meat pot——
The ocher-colored medicinal powder, or what looked like a scoop of ocher powder, lay on the surface of a piece of meat larger than a human head.
What fell into the soup melted when it came into contact with water, but more parts were piled on the meat pieces and did not dissolve at all and did not penetrate into the soup at all.
This, what is this?
Is this thing edible?
The half-dragon looked like he didn't care much. The two of them worked together to remove the meat pot from the fire and put it in front of Gretel. Gretel leaned down slightly and took a careful sniff -
"Ah, Ah Sneeze!
!”
What does it taste like!
It hurts the nose!
When he sneezed, the medicinal powder on the surface of the meat was immediately blown out in all directions.
Gretel burst into tears. From the corner of his eye, he saw a half-dragon licking his fingers quickly, touching the ground where the powder was scattered, and then sucking his fingers quickly...
As for what!
"Your distinguished lord, please have a meal." The half-dragon in charge of the spoon bowed his body respectfully and pointed to the meat pot:
"These medicinal powders are added according to the master's instructions. They are good for your body. The master ordered one portion a day and must be eaten."
Grete sighed and started to eat honestly. It turns out that no matter what delicious food it is, as long as it is powdered and added in large quantities, it is not very pleasant——
It doesn’t matter if it’s dry chewing coffee, dry chewing milk powder, or dry chewing instant noodles seasoning packets.
This newly added potion is bitter, spicy, smelly, and has an indescribable fishy smell.
It felt like canned herring and Eskimo pickled puffin mixed together, as well as snail powder and beef belly, concentrated a hundred times, collectively attacking his taste...
Grete really didn't want to eat it. Looking at the envious eyes of the two half-dragons, Naihe knew that this kind of thing was very precious and could not be obtained casually.
He could only swallow the meat covered with medicinal powder in big mouthfuls, and then drink a few mouthfuls of soup to wash away the strange smell. Then, he tried to eat meat and drink soup again, trying to make the smell of medicinal powder disappear quickly...
Eat quickly, eat more, practice quickly. It is also a knife to extend your head, and it is also a knife to shrink your head. The sooner you can hold on for an hour, the sooner you can escape from the sea of suffering...
"Well, it's so hot... I feel like my whole body is heating up..."
The effect of adding medicated powder to the meat was really different. Gretel had only eaten half of the pot of meat when he felt the heat rising from his stomach and reaching all his limbs.
The front paws, back paws, nails, a pair of dragon wings, and even the deep muscles are rolling with powerful force. There is an itching under the scales, and there is an itching in the seams between the bones, as if they can't wait to grow rapidly...
"I'm going to fly around again! It's so hot! I really have to go flying around again!"
He changed from the young dragon form to the adult dragon form, spread his wings, and rushed straight into the sky. The cold frost wind blew on his body, and the scales on his body opened and closed, and then he felt a little more comfortable...
"Gretel, come up! Come, let's fight!"
Amidst the roar of the dragon, another adult silver dragon fluttered its wings and flew side by side with him. Gretel let out a heartfelt cry: