Chapter 170: Condolences (Part 2)

The maid and the black dragon and their party were greeted by the refugees' ‘snappath’—the ragged refugees stood aside, watched with an alert look, and looked silently at this group of ‘nobles’
The noble lords who used to be high-spirited followed behind two people. These two people should also be nobles, but the two of them look...
‘A little different? ’
It is difficult for the refugees to describe what it feels like, but the two people who walked at the front of the ranks give them a completely different feeling from those ‘noblemen’!
After seeing it, it may give people a feeling of ‘comfortable’ — yes, just looking at it, it feels ‘comfortable’.
A smiling man and a woman, although they are not luxuriously dressed, they even look a little'cheap', but they look much better than those of the'noble masters', and after a glance, they already exist in the mind Lingering.
They don’t know what it means to be
temperament
, so they can’t describe it.
The bard watched them walking towards the center of the camp and couldn't help but toss the lute strings in his arms.
In his more than ten years of adventure, he has never met such a conspicuous, so ‘elegant’ person.
He has met many people who can keep him in his memory, but like this...he is the first time he has seen it!
Unlike the rude mercenaries and casual adventurers, the nobles are proud. He has never felt any'noble' quality in the nobles of this land. The noble nobles are like businessmen and knights. It's pretty good, but unfortunately most knights are "stupid", even if this point is deducted.
At the first sight, he felt ‘like spring breeze’, and the bright smile seemed to contain countless vigor and hope.
He is not talking about one person, but ‘two’-those two are both!
He had a hunch in his heart that those two people might be the ones he was still chanting.
Because, apart from those two people, there is probably no one in this realm who can make the arrogant noble grandfather shudder, even daring to say a word.
"Dad, that sister is so beautiful."
Henry didn't react until his daughter pulled his beard.
He hugged his daughter subconsciously. After being looked at with a puzzled look for a while, he relaxed his tight body, but sweated.
He just wanted to see a evil dragon whose body could cover the sky appeared in front of him. Even at that moment, his body was completely stiff and he did not dare to move.
But after being awakened by his daughter, he blinked and found nothing in front of him.
No evil dragon, everything is his illusion!
but……
Henry looked at the man who was at the forefront. The man was getting closer and closer, and he also saw the bright yellow eyes-like the eyes of the dragon.
During the past few days in the refugee camp, Henry also knew a lot of things. For example, the real master of this territory is the grown-up maid. For example, the lord is a black dragon, which he already knows.
He just saw a phantom of a dragon, did it mean that the man is the lord of this territory,'Duke of Sorrowful Wind'?
If he is the Duke of Sorrowful Winds, isn't the person he is holding the'Maidservant'? !
"Slap!"
The maid came to the edge of the open space in the middle of the camp and looked at the crowded people. She laughed and clapped her hands to attract their attention.
"What do you think of this place?" she asked.
No one answered her words, their eyes were on the'noble masters' who were behind the maid and the black dragon.
As everyone knows, those noble masters have almost swayed their noses.
"How can you be so rude? Don't you know that what stands before you is the maid who has saved you and gave you food and lodging?" An aristocrat stood up and scolded.
Then he turned his head to look at the black dragon and the maid, and said with a smile: "Maid grows up, those cheap... The refugees are not sensible, please don't worry about it."
The words aroused thousands of waves, and the nobleman's voice fell, and the refugees looked at each other.
"You... are you really a grown-up maid?" someone asked cautiously.
The eyes of other refugees also flashed as if they were expectations.
"If you are talking about "Selena Wind of Sorrow", then I am indeed."
The maid raised her right hand held with the black dragon. "The lord of this territory is a black dragon. I am his exclusive maid and naturally became the maidservant of the house of mourning wind."
"Not just the maid--"
The refugees watched in shock as Cervantes had two horns, stretched his wings and stretched out his jacket, his tail swayed behind him, and in a blink of an eye, he changed from "human" to "half-dragon".
Black Dragon took the maid's hand, lowered her head slightly, and kissed her fingertips, "Still wife!"
Henry was the first to wake up from shock. He pulled his daughter down on his knees.
"Master Maid, thank you Master Maid..."
Although he was mentally prepared, when he became aware of it, Henry, a big man, still cried.
"Thank you for saving my daughter, thank you for saving the life of our family...Thank you, thank you!"
Henry's daughter, the little girl was a little overwhelmed after being kneeled down by her father, but after seeing her father crying and saying those words, somehow, she also started to cry.
"Linna, thank you maid grow up, she saved us!" Henry patted her daughter's back, sobbing.
"Thank you Maid Maid for your life-saving grace!" The second person who responded was the former minstrel.
He wiped the corners of his eyes, and tears kept coming out of his eyes, unable to stop.
"I... can't forget it in my life..." He clenched his teeth tightly, and the facial features were crumpled together.
"Get up! What are you doing?!"
At this time, the maid began to panic, which was completely different from what she had imagined at first!
They should be grateful to themselves, but they should not be to this extent... they should not be...
"Maid grow up!" The man in the middle of the camp kneeled down...
"Maid grows up!" The people around kneeled down...
"Maid grows up..." The voice spread farther and farther, and a neat voice came into her ears.
The maid looked around blankly, and found that, except for the nobles and the black dragon, everyone had kneeled down...
'why? ’
"Maid maid, thank you! Without you, we will be starved to death, thank you!"
Among the refugees, an old man whimpered.
If someone has to be abandoned, then these old people are the first to be abandoned.
Because of the inconvenience of legs and feet, the action is slow. For some people, their existence is just to drag down the fleeing team. Because they can’t do heavy work, they are also said to be
waste of food.
If they don’t take into account the impact, they will have Was abandoned.
"You guys, what are you kneeling, get up!"
At this time, she lost her "wisdom" calmness, lost her confidence in planning and was at a loss.
"Hurry up!"
It shouldn't be...it shouldn't be!
They ~EbookFREE.me~ Why are they so excited?
"Thank you……"
"Thank you……"
"Thank you……"
The voices of hundreds of people made a sentence--
"Thank you, grown maid!"
The maid suddenly felt the corners of her eyes wet.
A hand crossed and wiped her tears.
"Don't cry..."
She turned her head and Cervantes' smile was still bright.
"Aren't you bringing them hope? If you all cried, what should they do?"
"Cry, cry again at home, the dragon's chest is very strong!"