Sword and Magic and Taxi

I just asked you to change my title. I didn't ask you to change my name! Mike Dragon Emperor (new) was still sitting next to Amber, with a sword stuck beside him and fire on his head. It looks like a sculpture during the day and a blue candlestick at night. The soil was spread out around him. The Z-worm's incubation room and refining room were under construction. The transporter bug built a sun-shading shed with slime. Legion mushrooms were placed at his hand for easy access.

Tyrion sat opposite Zhao Mai, with a skewer in one hand and red wine in the other. He left the half-dragon maid in his room and did not take it with him to serve. Ever since he got the help of psychic powers, Tyrion has grown to like the feeling of doing everything by himself and being able to do all kinds of magical things with just a thought.

Tire City and the Crimson Legion had left, spreading the news that the Dragon King had been defeated and the new Dragon King had ascended the throne. The situation in Atas has undergone tremendous changes, but no obvious changes can be seen for a while. Slaves are still slaves, and the Witch King is still the Witch King. Only new ones keep popping up, and Xi soil oases never stop their pace of expansion.

In response to Zhao Mai's complaints, Tyrion snorted and responded: The previous Dragon King was called Dragon King Boris, should I call you Dragon King Macron Roar? Does it sound bad? By the way, let's talk about something important. Thing, do you want to eat a kebab? Lamb, freshly slaughtered, absolutely 100% sheep.

Of course. Zhao Mai took the meat skewers and saw the steam coming from them, so he blew on them twice before eating.

Are you still afraid of being burned? Tyrion used his psychic powers to control the movements of threading, turning and adding firewood at the same time, enjoying the fun of doing it himself. The shortage of spices is still a big problem, and the halflings of Arda have not brought over their precious spice seeds and cooking skills. Lamb kebabs without cumin and chili powder always have less flavor. Zhao Mai, even if you open your mouth and eat the fireball, you'll be fine, right?

I've tasted the taste of magma, what do you think? Zhao Mai's cheeks were bulging on one side, so he had no majestic image when he spoke. You know, when I was studying, I knew that a certain kind of poison that would kill you if you taste it has a taste, and I always wanted to know how I came to this conclusion. Now I finally understand - there are still people who can't die from eating it.

You must be kidding, right? Tyrion's eyes widened. One of his eyes was still dark and the other blue. The scars on his face left in the Battle of the Blackwater to defend King's Landing were still hideous and terrifying. But his demeanor was relaxed. As the strongest guy in the world—Rajat is still sealed—Dragon Emperor Polis has always been weighing on his heart like a stone. Now that he was pressed into amber stone, the situation was naturally different.

I was really curious, so I went to try it. You were the first to know. I didn't tell anyone. I was afraid they would think I was stupid again. Zhao Mai replied: I am bragging about the mutton skewers, naturally. It's not that I'm afraid of being burned, it's just a habit, a habit of being a human being. This time you have seen my true form, which is just a big lump of snot-like stuff.

Who isn't? Tyrion said: Human beings are just a collection of flesh, stones, water and shit. Women can also produce milk and give birth to children, but I can only excrete shit and urine. Doesn't it mean that Worse? At least you can grow mushrooms!

It's so boring to talk to you, you always go to Xiasan Road!

You were the one who brought up the snot in the first place! Tyrion threw the meat skewer in his hand at Zhao Mai, who directly popped out his one-meter-long tongue to wrap around the meat skewer and swallowed it together with the stick. The little devil also felt quite helpless. His boss was a weirdo. He could only be serious when he was talking about business. In order to prevent the topic from slipping into the sky, he said down-to-earth: The Dragon King incident was a sudden accident. It is good to win, but what about Rajat? How confident are you?

It's difficult. Zhao Mai said: When I dealt with the Dragon King, neither psychic powers nor natural force spells did much harm to him. I just relied on the creature's size advantage to swallow him hard. Digest it slowly. This is a stupid way, and it is also the only way. It is the same for dealing with the Dragon King, and it is also the same for Rajat. If Rajat comes out at this time, I will cover you to leave, and then we will slowly spend time with him here. Well, I don’t know how many years it will take to win. So the best way is to continue to seal Rajat and prevent him from coming out. I am not a war madman, I must fight to be happy.

What's the current status of the seal?

I can't understand. Zhao Mai shook his head: I can see the complicated magic circle, but I can hardly understand it at all. I know some magical methods, but I am not a magician after all. Every line is like a mountain. The current one The seal seems to be very stable, but I don’t know how long it will last, how it will be maintained, and what means will be used to strengthen it. This requires professional knowledge.”

The only magicians you can trust now are Satiri and Cotander. How about calling Cotander over?

That's for sure, and Satiri has to come over too. Zhao Mai looked at the sky and smiled softly. Let me tell you, the will of the world has been confused by my actions! It is almost at a standstill and cannot react. Instead, I need Satiri to come here. She will be more likely to do it than Cotander. Understand the situation of the sealing circle.

I also want to suggest this. If you are here, you can protect us better. Tyrion said: I have an idea. Spread the news when necessary, and say that you have absorbed the Dragon King and set your sights on him again. Rajat, prepare to release him. In this way, there is a certain chance that the Witch King will find a way to continue to seal Rajat, what do you think?

I think they would rather find a way to deal with me first... Zhao Mai shook his head: No, this method is too dangerous and may be self-defeating. The Dragon Emperor couldn't see the situation clearly and chose to be hostile to me, but after this incident , the Witch King should be able to see the situation clearly, right? I hope they can use the wisdom to betray and seal Rajat, and stop being like idiots who insist on fighting me. So, it is better to stimulate them less, in case it is really exciting It’s not good to be stupid. Whether they join forces or attack separately, that’s not what I want.”

If they unite, you won't be sealed by the Witch-Kings like Rajat, right?

Theoretically no. After all, as long as my domain is still there, I cannot forcibly change my spatial position. Of course, I will also be careful about this. My knowledge is not the entire universe. Accidents are always possible. I have to be careful of the gutter. The ship capsized. Zhao Mai waved his hand, stared at the flames of the barbecue, and said: You can set off for the portal in the next two days. I have used so many Chimera-class spaceships at once, which will definitely have a big impact on the relocation work. Influence, you must meet up with Duojian as soon as possible to re-coordinate and optimize, so as not to delay things over there.

I know, everything will be fine, don't worry. Tyrion stretched his feet to the fire to warm himself. The desert is a strange place. I have become accustomed to the feeling of hot soles on my feet every day. Now I can't sleep well without baking. He never thought he would adapt so quickly. From the little devil of the Lannister family to the roasted-foot dwarf of the planet Athas, things have never developed so smoothly. He has psychic powers, power, freedom, safety and women. He has physical pleasure and spiritual enjoyment that were unimaginable in the past, but it seems that there is still something missing, deeper and deeper beneath his surface needs. Real and raw desires.

There was a dancing shadow of fire in Tyrion's eyes, and he began to dig into the corners of his heart.