Dragon-sama of the Kasumigaoka Family - Chapter 152
Little Tudou stopped suddenly, then quietly squatted on the ground and looked up at the parrot Kotosaka.
Like a good baby who moved a small bench and sat listening to the teacher’s speech.
No.300 Party A and Party B
It was an empty world. Little Potato stood on the ground and looked around blankly.
Above his head, a giant sword made of glass is suspended in the sky.
Suddenly, several figures appeared around, and Little Tudou could not see their faces and clothes, but in the next second, these figures began to fight in pairs.
Red and blue, silver and green, gold and gray.
Various powers are constantly swaying, and the aftermath of the battle continues to spread around these figures.
As if attracted by power, the sword above Little Potato’s head released a gentle light, and gradually, the figure in the battle disappeared.
And the sword also regained its calmness, hovering quietly above the little potato.
“What’s there~?” The young dragon turned his head and looked in a certain direction, there seemed to be something attracting him.
Is it delicious~? Little Potato tilted his head blankly and walked in that direction.
After an unknown amount of time, Little Tudou saw a huge slate, and in the center of the slate, the silver-haired boy he had seen before was standing there.
“Are you here again?” The young man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the coming little potato, and seemed to sigh, “Even among the kings of all dynasties, you are the closest to the slate.”
Although the slate will give power and wisdom to the king, the strength of the connection with the slate will be proportional to the complexity of the cranial nerves.
It is also selected, and the special abilities obtained by humans are much stronger than those of animals.
Under normal circumstances, even the original King of Silver or the strongest King of Gold would not be able to easily see the essence of the Dresden Slate, that is, this silver-haired boy.
But as an ancient dragon species, a little potato with a complex brain that surpasses human beings, even if he does not gain exaggerated power for various reasons, he is easier than other human kings to have complex connections with the slate, even if it is unconscious. case.
But Little Tudou didn’t care about his advantages over other kings, and instead walked up to the silver-haired boy with great interest.
Putting his toes on his toes, he reached out and touched the boy’s head, with an irritating smug expression on his face: “Hey, little dwarf~”
“…” The silver-haired boy was silent, then reached out and patted the little potato on his head and slapped it off with his claws.
Although he was rejected for brushing his hair, Little Tudou did not seem to give up, but continued to extend his hand unremittingly.
He suddenly found that touching his head seemed to be a very comfortable thing, no wonder other people liked to touch him.
The silver-haired boy kept slapping the hand that Little Potato held out, and finally seemed impatient, and simply distanced himself from the young dragon.
Although from the beginning to the end, the boy’s face was expressionless, but looking at his appearance, he probably didn’t like being slapped like this by Little Potato.
What’s more, he was called “Little Dwarf”. Although he didn’t care, he always felt that he would lose if he acquiesced.
and—-
You who are shorter than me, what qualifications do you have to speak of me?
“Potatoes are not short~”
It seemed that he heard the silver-haired boy’s voice, and Little Tudou waved his fist in dissatisfaction.
Are you a child? **** off?
Well, having had a spiritual connection with the young dragon, the boy knew very well that this little guy was still a child in spirit.
But after all, he is also the king who was chosen by me. He has developed your brain and given you a lot of knowledge. Can’t you think like a real king?
Or do you have a mixer in your head? No matter what you go in, you end up being a mess?
The boy took a deep breath and calmed down some of his agitated emotions.
“Speaking of which, you seem to have agreed to assist the Green King, right?” The boy looked at Little Potato and said.
As the essence of the Dresden Slate, the boy has been paying attention to the kings he has chosen, and he has also completely seen the communication process between the Green King Bi Shui Liu and Little Potato.
“What are you talking about~?” However, Little Potato showed a blank expression.
With a face like “I don’t understand what you said at all”.
“Tudou just agreed to go to work.”
……
“The new colorless king, want to come to me?”
Bi Shui Liu sent an invitation to Little Potato, inviting him to join his force.
Although the king cannot submit to other kings, he can cooperate.
It seems that although the King of Blue is inferior to the King of Gold, who is in charge of this country, in reality, the Blue and Gold Clan are still in a cooperative relationship.
The Golden Clan is responsible for maintaining the functions of the state, while the Blue Clan is responsible for managing the supernatural beings.
But not all kings are as easy to cooperate as the blue king and the gold king.
“Don’t~” Little Tudou turned his head, saying that he didn’t want to listen to an ugly bird.
Although Bi Shui Liu said that this is just a medium for him to communicate with the outside world, and that he is not a bird, nor is he ugly, but since it seems difficult for this child to understand this kind of thing, Bi Shui Liu chose not to waste his words.
“So, how about this, I’ll give you a certain reward, and you help me do something.”
“What’s the reward~?”
“Then it depends on what you want?” Bi Shui Liu said confidently.
Although driven by the King of Gold and the King of Blue, he can only hide in the dark, but because of his ability, Bi Shui Liu is not short of money.
The Green Clan is different from other clans. It uses the mobile app as a base to expand its members, and relies on various material and supernatural rewards to gather a group of members in front of it.
What you want, as long as you can buy it with money, it doesn’t matter, otherwise it is impossible to support the expenses of the entire clan.
And there is no doubt about what the potatoes want.
“Potatoes are delicious.”
“No matter how much the other kings charge you, I’ll give you twice as much.”
Just some food can win a royal authority to work for him, which is not too cost-effective.
As for the price, Bishiliu doesn’t care.
Just like Party B who can’t brag is not qualified to receive business from Party A, Party A who can’t write a bad check is also not qualified to let Party B do things seriously.
“Deal~!”
……
“Isn’t this a promise to help the Green King?” the silver-haired boy said rather speechlessly.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you have already chosen a side.
But Little Potato, who is the party involved, doesn’t think so.
“He gave the potatoes something delicious, and the potatoes helped him, this is a deal~!”
Yes, this is a deal.
Just like the hunter’s expulsion of the molten mountain dragon before, the little potato helped the hunter move things, and then the hunter guild paid him for it was of a nature, without any personal feelings at all, it was purely a part-time job.
At least this little guy thinks so.
As for what the Green King and other kings think, that’s not about Little Potatoes.
Potato is just working. If other royal powers are willing to pay higher prices, Little Potato said that it is not impossible to think about going against the water.
As for the spirit of the contract and the king’s self-esteem, this thing can’t be eaten.
As a matter of fact, he has already started to make plans to find a higher price for the gold.
After his brain became a little better than before, the little guy didn’t make much progress in other areas, but only in his cleverness, the progress was still obvious.
Well, although it was almost the same before.
“Do you want to be a double agent? Well, forget it, the power has been given to you anyway, and what you use it for is your own business.”
The silver-haired boy doesn’t care what the king who has gained his own strength and wisdom will do with them.
He was just giving the kings the ability to realize their ideals. In short, it was an emotionless wishing machine.
However, unlike the Holy Grail next door, one advantage of the Dresden Slate is that the way of fulfilling wishes is relatively normal, and——
No black mud will come out.
“Speaking of which, you should leave too. That little girl outside is now waking you up.”
“Poetry~? It’s time for breakfast~!” Little Potato jumped up immediately.
“Well, it seems that I originally planned to wake you up for breakfast, but…”
“Well, in short, be careful yourself.” The silver-haired boy looked at Little Potato with a strange expression, giving a vague feeling of “schadenfreude”.
“What do you mean~?” Little Tudou tilted his head blankly, but the boy didn’t explain, but waved his hand to disconnect the little guy’s consciousness from the slate.
Outside, consciousness gradually returned to the body, and Little Tudou opened his eyes slowly, as if he had just woken up and was dazed and lacking in energy.
But suddenly remembering that it was time to eat breakfast, he jumped up from the bed.
Then, he saw Shiyu of Kasumigaoka standing beside the bed staring at him seriously.
“Little potato, where is the bitter gourd in the refrigerator?”
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No.301 Youth
Today is the birthday of the king of red, Zhou Fangzun.
Everyone in Feiwuluo gathered at the bar early to prepare for the noon celebration banquet.
But today, at a time of celebration that originally belonged only to the Crimson Clan, an uninvited guest came.
“What the hell, why do other kings come to our territory!?”
The impatient Misaki Hatta jumped up from the chair and pointed to the little potato who was squatting in the corner of the bar, staring at the floor in a daze.
“Are you here to provoke you!?”
“Well, don’t be so rushing, Little Hatta, yelling at a child like this is not what adults do!” Toubu Tatara patted Hatta Misaki’s shoulder with a smile.
Hatta Misaki raised her eyebrows: “Although it’s true, but this guy is the king, right?”
“Although it’s a king, yes, but he’s also a child, right?”
Shibu Tatara soothed and watched vigilantly at the Vemura members who suddenly came to the bar, and then squatted in front of Little Potato.
“Then, little potato, what’s the matter with you coming here suddenly?”
“…” The young dragon raised his head slightly and glanced at Shishu Tatara, then continued to stare at the floor without saying a word.
The whole dragon seemed to be caught in some strange field, and the negative emotions were directly filled.
The decadent air that radiated from the body, which was already serious enough to be seen by the naked eye, made everyone in Feiwuluo’s originally happy mood gradually become less good.
“What’s wrong with this child?” Kusanagi Izumo scratched his head, also looking confused.
Little Tudou suddenly ran over, didn’t say a word, just squatted in the corner as a statue. Although it’s good not to be noisy, but another king came to his own territory, and he couldn’t ignore it.
Zhou Fangzun, who was leaning lazily on the sofa beside him, seemed to finally be unable to bear the appearance of Little Potato, so he turned his head to look irritably.
“Hey, kid! If you have nothing to do, leave me quickly, it’s an eyesore!”
That merciless rushing kiss made Kusanagi Izumo speechless: “Really, don’t be so cruel to children!”
Kusanagi Izumo thought about it, took out a cake and handed it to Little Potato.
Sweets help to improve the mood, maybe it’s just psychological, but it’s okay to keep this little guy there spreading negativity.
Seeing the cake, the little potato, like a salted fish who had lost his dreams in life, finally moved. He reached out and grabbed the cake and put it to his mouth, eating one bite at a time.
Even the people of Feiwuluo, who didn’t know how obsessed Little Potato was with food, could feel from his weak chewing and swallowing that he didn’t seem to have much energy.
Anna Kushina put the glass beads in front of her eyes and observed Little Potato through the glass beads: “There’s a quarrel.”
“Have a quarrel? With whom?” Misaki Hatta blinked blankly.
Shibu Tatara seemed to have thought of something: “It won’t be that Miss Kasumigaoka, right?”