《I, the last black dragon, 6 year old. (TOME 1 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》Payback for revenge
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I refined my new powers and Bob stayed in the lair and cleaned up, played at night with me and I no longer slept alone.
That was the good thing.
He was happy that I could get out of it.
He was human and I was a beast, even if in my head I was a kid, my, my mind was becoming more and more dragon. It was inevitable.
I wasn't thinking of walking anymore, I was thinking of flying.
I didn't think about a bed and warming up, I would get into a ball and the ice cream would be nice. I loved swimming in ice water! Although a good bed at my size would be welcome.
Yes, in fact, a thick layer made of skins and soft straw!
I loved greasy prey whereas before I hated rabbit and chicken "a la marée noire(PETROL SEA)" (brown sauce, pears and syrup), my mother had to pinch my nose so that I could open my mouth and swallow the pasty chicken with the bones that came out. It looks like I was being forced to eat zombies.
There is one thing I would still like to do as a human being: Paint and make pretty canvases of the landscapes I meet and make maps with interesting points to see. a kind of list of things to visit.
Bob told me they were great projects.
Bob also knew about herbs and gardening and started a vegetable garden. That I also enlarge myself for my proportion. I was copying what he was doing and soon we had a medicinal garden and a big, fat vegetable garden. The bones of the carcasses were crushed, burned and powdered and ashes were sown on them and beautiful large, juicy vegetables were soon produced.
With what was growing, I could be fed, finally enrich my diet other than meat and another 3-4 people more.
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With my magic, we made a dungeon, a large cellar to store the crops and herbs and hay for hygiene reasons.
Then I was going to spy on the village where I was almost slaughtered and I wrote an ultimatum on a skin with a grizzly bear impaled on a stick and planted in the rock:
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DRACONIAN TAX: I DECLARE THIS REGION AS MY OWN.
IN VIEW OF THE VIOLENCE YOU SHOWED WHEN I DIDN'T HURT ANYONE AND WAS JUST LOOKING FOR SOME COMPANY TO PLAY WITH.
ANY CARAVAN OF MERCHANTS OR TRAVELLERS WILL HAVE TO PAY A FEE FOR A SILVER COIN TO PASS BETWEEN HERE AND THE NEIGHBOURING TOWN.
ANY ADDITIONAL VIOLENCE WILL INCREASE THIS RATE
IN RETURN I ENSURE THE PROTECTION OF YOUR CITY AGAINST INVADERS.
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Very quickly, public meetings were held in the market square with complaints from traders against the local lord.
"We never had any problems before and the kidnapped potter assured us that he had been treated well and that the dragon had never used violence before, and the famous evidence is a stupid chess game that the lords use to pass the time, like playing jacks.
You and your justice bring misfortune!"
"Silence," shouted the lord! Here, justice is me! I only have to report to the king and the pope! If I decide that the dragon is a threat, it's because it's a threat. We know that he comes from the north where he was defeated by King Uther and that he poisoned or cursed him and died as a result. The facts were recounted by one of the knights of the round table; Sir Lancelot! We do not question the word of a knight, let alone a knight of the round table.
A special expedition is on its way and will arrive in the next few days or weeks and this case will be definitively closed.
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Now, go away and go home. "
Next to the lord was his daughter. A 6-7 year old girl with her mother
She was playing with a wooden dragon that ate wooden soldiers.
I was stealing and spying on these bastards of humans and especially the local lord. I saw his daughter.
This is my revenge!
Caravans started to move and, as if to test me, I arrived and asked for my silver coin. Some paid and others turned back.
One of them forced the way and stopped suddenly, with the axles frozen.
NO VIOLENCE. Except frostbite and hard snowballs!
The next day, caravans set off.
The road was paved with round stones typical of a Roman roadway and when they arrived at the bridge, I was sitting there, next to the bridge watching them a piggy bank with TAX DU DRAGON written on it!
The caravans complied and so I had some silver coins.
The traders were screaming and there were concussions, conflicts and violent discussions every day in the main square.
Then one day, the caravan set off and had reinforced wooden panels on the sides, strange.
And they forced the way.
I stepped in and as I was about to blow to stop it, the walls fell and javelin spears with black arrows shot at me.
From the coast stockings came knights and an army of archers.
They fired their arrows, some of which were on fire, and catapults threw pitch-filled pottery at me and the arrows were used for firing.
But this time, I had my magic shield and everything bounced back against me, much to their surprise.
So I lived in the heap and froze! I burned everyone in the first degree by the cold!
Then I say: TODAY I SAVE YOUR LIVES! TOMORROW THERE WILL BE SERIOUS INJURIES AND DEATHS. YOU WILL HAVE LOOKED FOR IT!
I NEVER KILLED ANYONE! I'M 6 YEARS OLD AND BOB IS FINE! WHY DO YOU HATE ME? I'VE NEVER DONE ANYTHING TO YOU AND I'VE NEVER STOLEN CATTLE FROM ANYONE!
On this I fly off and rush to the stage where the Lord, his daughter and his wife were watching the scene.
I see her little girl and clap I grab her with my claws and fly away with it.
Cries,
Howling
Archers are about to shoot:
"DON'T PULL, HIM TO MY Daughter; HIM TO MY Daughter!" desperately shouted the Lord as he saw his daughter taken away
The man, shot and killed, fell to his knees!
"Shit! Oh, my God! my treasure is gone because of that damn dragon!
The lord brandished his fist and swore: "I will have your skin one day dragon and I will make boots with it!"
The little girl screamed and I said to her, "Shtt, I won't eat you, I just want to be your friend!"
I arrived at the lair and dropped off the little girl who was picked up by Bob.
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