Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

'Now, is this your home, or is this my home?'

I said, 'It's ours.'

"The vice king can become the king, so why are you any different?" I told him, "The so-called greedy dream of ruling the world is just your delusion. If you start a war for this, how will you face the dead people?"

My husband just stared at me blankly, and finally he said, 'It's none of my business.'

'The winner takes it all.'

Just like my name, Miatitur means "happiness". Sarlo's full name is Namukuham Sarlo, which represents the beautiful blessing of "victory under the sky" in the language of the Son of Wind.

People whose names contain the word "happiness" are not happy, and people whose names contain the word "victory" have never been victorious.

The royal family won this battle with great difficulty.

I cried and screamed all the way, holding the broken arms and limbs of my tribesmen. The dragons only obeyed the orders of their "companions" and continued to attack. By the time I entered the core area, my father was already dying.

A dragon and a rebellious robot attacked him. His left arm was bitten off, one eye was lost, his abdomen was cut open by a knife, and he collapsed in front of the center.

Of course, the dragon that attacked him was also torn into pieces outside the door.

I hugged my father and he looked at Sarro.

"Everything is a precursor to destruction," said the father. "You started a war, but it has made it impossible for the entire Wind Son clan to turn back."

He said, and closed his eyes forever.

Sarro pointed at the bodies of me and my father: the dragon beside him opened its mouth, and a ball of orange-red flame ignited and heated up in my sight.

then…

The little cutie is here.

She blocked the deadly high temperature for me, and my entire abdominal cavity was burned into a ball of black debris.

Sorry, having written this, I don’t really want to recall or describe that scene.

Let’s talk about what happened later.

Later, the royal guards won the battle and rushed to the core center. However, Sarro did not seem to care about the failure or success of the war.

He said: "From now on, we are no longer subordinates." Then he drew his short knife, chopped off the head of his companion next to him, and quickly stabbed the knife into his own heart.

Before he died, he was still staring at me with a ferocious look.

I was terrified.

It is true that I am the queen, but I have never experienced such a brutal war among my own people - we have always been united against the outside world.

At least that's how stupid I think it is.

Yes, I was stupid and naive.

——At that time, I was really unqualified and not qualified enough to be called a true king.

I cried while holding my father's body, and I also cried while holding the little cutie's head. Tears dripped on her head, and she raised her eyes tiredly and looked at me.

Then, point to the corner with your paw.

I just realized that she had hidden her eggs. It turned out that she was going to bring her baby back to see me today. When did she have a baby? How nice, little cutie.

The guards arranged my father's remains and carried my little cutie away.

Oh, from then on, I told everyone that she had a name.

Small cookies.

That's the name I gave her, even though no one cares.

After that, it was a long and fruitless wait: the royal family and their subordinates went through a protracted negotiation, fighting for interests and power. Because of the civil war, a large number of cities fell and were destroyed. By the end of the period, we no longer had the resources and enough flying stones to build a complete sky city.

——Even after mining all the mines, they didn’t find even a single piece of raw stone that could be used to produce flying stone.

There were only a few lonely buildings floating in the sky.

Laputa, this is the last place that belongs to me.

The vice-king's family hated me, believing that it was my high pressure that forced Sarro to death; the royal family hated me for being incompetent and not noticing the vice-king's family's rebellious intentions early on.

They also thought that all negotiations would be easier without me. So later, I was "invited" to Laputa, the city where the Sons of Wind hide their treasures and bury their bones.

There are no flying stones, no dragons, no robots for me to drive. I can't fly into the sky, nor can I bring any treasures down to the ground. My greatest pleasure every day is to lie on the railing and look at the endless clouds in the distance and the earth thousands of feet below.

It wasn't until a few years later that they negotiated and I was released. By then, everything was settled.

The two groups decided to dismantle the city and take away the remaining flying stones and a large amount of treasure - in fact, there was not much they could take away, because the flying stones were exhausted and a large number of robots were damaged, and there were no tools for the Son of Wind to operate and carry gold, silver and gems.

…leaving only Laputa.

They agreed that this was the last property of the Sons of Wind clan.

If one day, no matter royal or non-royal, a new mine containing flying stones is found, then he will have the right to control Laputa, the weapons in the city, and the mountains of treasures and inheritance.

Then the dragon left - that was the last time and the second time I saw the Dragon King.

Its huge body, with only its head peeking out from the clouds, is already as big as Laputa. Its voice resounds in our minds, strong and powerful, yet extremely disappointing.

He said: "I will not let my people die in vain in a foolish war. From today on, except for the dragon eggs you have touched, all living dragons will follow me. "

He left behind a large golden triangular gem to keep the unhatched dragon eggs alive and dormant in the mist, and then he disappeared into the clouds.

That day, we saw hundreds of dragons flapping their wings and flying away together.

so gorgeous.

I held the dragon egg and watched this scene, and remembered what my father once said.

-Miatitur, my child...you were born with everything.

——We grew up in the embrace of the sky. It watched us, loved us, and had pity on us.

——We control the dragons and we look down on the earth.

I failed to do any of these things. I even failed to protect my people.

On the day of departure, the royal family and the vice-king led their followers and left on the left and right. They sent a messenger to ask me which direction I was heading.

I shook my head, holding the dragon egg, and walked into the center.

They all thought that I would keep the dragon egg with me, hatch it, and then roam the earth freely, letting it rob property for me, fight for power, gain status, and enjoy a life of luxury.

but I do not have.

I placed it in a grid surrounded by light and mist, just like the few dragon eggs inside: I chose to let the little cookie child stay with those unhatched little ones and sleep together.

Waiting for a future that may never come.

I am Miatitur Doyel Ulu Laputa, the last queen of the Sons of Wind, and also an unqualified and stupid royal.

Now I am half lying on the old bed, recording all this with the feather pen I bought with half a year's laundry wages. When my life is about to come to an end, I will use the small flying stone I hid to return to Laputa and put this diary next to little Cookie.

My dear, you should have discovered after reading this that you cannot see the grand scene of the Sons of Wind in the past in the diary. And I wrote this not to miss the country that disappeared in the long river of history.

I don't want to describe the reign under the sky from the perspective of a queen. I just want to recall my father, my little cookie, and my short and long meaningless life as a daughter, a disloyal partner, with guilt.

And, tell those who may or may not come later:

When I was young, there were dragons.

Chapter 78 How to hide nuts

The image fades.

Mori Yuesha gently closed the diary that was gradually decaying into ashes.

In front of her was a pure white, slightly glowing egg.

The eggshell was smooth and flawless. The golden light mist fell on it and was absorbed and melted in an instant. In the corner of the grid, there was a faint blue pendant - a flying stone.

Without the flying stone, how did the last queen leave here?

Mori Yuesha knows the answer.

Outside the wall, Bastet's voice was still ringing, as if the illusion in the diary had only lasted for a moment.

"Now, I will tell you about the seven dragon species—"

"I've chosen it!"

Mori Yuesha shouted upwards, "I've made my choice, Bastet! I found the little dragon egg I like!"

After shouting, the girl immediately bent her legs and half squatted, covering her ears with her two index fingers.

Sure enough, a scream of "meow meow meow" came crashing down on her head!

"Idiot! Willful! How could you do this! You don't even know every dragon egg!" Bast was so angry. Although this was a transaction, Black Cat also hoped that Mori Yuesha could get a dragon that would be helpful to her in the future and in line with her aesthetics.

How could she be so careless? She hadn't said anything yet!

"You have no idea what they will look like when they grow up! Mori Yuesa, you can't just do whatever you want!"

Mori Yuesha didn't care. Lines of words appeared in her sight.

[Species: Dragon]

[Race: Light Evil (Upper Level, Assault Category)]

[An egg that has been sleeping for more than 700 years. ]

[Their soft and smooth skin prevents them from flying freely and quickly in the wind like other dragons.]

[In terms of flying speed, they are not even as fast as those giant stone dragons. ]

[And their fragile skin (relatively speaking) cannot resist the claws and fangs of their own kind. ]

……

[But as one of the most special races in the dragon clan, the Light Evil possesses magical abilities. ]

[Their sensitive skin is naturally favored by elements and energy. They can absorb free energy from space and use it to attack or hide themselves when necessary. ]

[A powerful Light Fiend can even manipulate a large-scale energy torrent of destruction if it is well prepared.]

[This is also the character of the raid dragon species. 】

[Cunning and fierce, as opposed to defensive...]

【They prefer to attack. 】

……

【As you can see. 】

[These cute elf-like creatures are not those ugly big lizards. ]

[——This is indeed a metaphor for their origins.]

[Maybe tens of millions of years ago, maybe not in this time and space, this dimension. ]

【There is a group of their ancestors...】

[I once flapped my wings and danced with the city that was also floating in the air. 】

[Their companions raised their thrones high above the sky, shattered the firmament, and defied the gods.]

[They stir up storms, blow out the divine fire, and command thunder.]

【And now, their descendants have fallen into your hands. 】

【You will treat it well, right? 】

……

[Status: Hatching (Please hug it more)]

……

As Bastet was cursing, she realized that there was no movement inside the wall.

"Moritusa?" The black cat jumped back and forth anxiously.

"I'm here." The girl held the dragon egg. When she lifted up the huge and heavy thing that was big enough to cover her head, a 'click' sound came from somewhere on the wall. The extremely fast light path flashed by, and the transparent glass outside each grid suddenly became solid and blurred. The originally transparent and soft small door that could be opened by human power was replaced by an indestructible light curtain.