The maid and the black dragon were 'welcomed' by the refugees - the ragged refugees stood aside, their eyes wary, and they looked at the group of 'nobles' in silence.

In the past, the high-spirited aristocratic lords followed behind the two people, and these two people should also be nobles, but the two of them looked ......

'Something different?'

It's hard for the refugees to describe what it feels like, but the two people at the front of the line feel completely different from those 'noble lords'!

After seeing it, it probably gives people a feeling of 'comfort' - yes, just looking at it, it feels very 'comfortable'.

A smiling man and a woman, although their clothes are not luxurious, and they even look a little 'cheap', but they look much more powerful than those 'noble masters', and they already linger in their minds after taking a look.

They don't know what 'temperament' is, so they can't describe it.

The bard, as he watched them approach the center of the camp, could not help but pluck the strings of the lute in his arms.

In his previous ten years of adventure, he had never met such a conspicuous and 'elegant' person.

He had met many people who he could keep in his memory, but something like this...... It's the first time he's seen it!

Unlike the rude mercenaries and casual adventurers, the nobleman is arrogant, he has never felt any 'noble' qualities in the nobles of this land, and the down-and-out nobles are like profiteers, the knights are not bad, but unfortunately most of the knights are 'foolish and loyal', which can be regarded as a deduction of points.

At the first sight, he felt 'like a spring breeze', and his bright smile seemed to contain countless vitality and hope.

He's not talking about one, but 'two' – both!

He had a hunch in his heart that those two people might be the ones he was still 'singing' just now.

Because, apart from those two people, there is probably no one in this territory who can silence those arrogant noble lords, and they don't even dare to say a word.

"Dad, that sister is so beautiful. ”

It wasn't until his daughter pulled her beard that Henry reacted.

He subconsciously hugged his daughter, and only after being looked at by her daughter with a puzzled look for a while did he relax his tense body, but he was sweating all over.

He had just wanted to see an evil dragon with its body that could cover the sky appear in front of him, and even at that moment, his body was completely stiff, and he didn't even dare to move.

But after being woken up by his daughter, he blinked and found that there was nothing in front of him.

There is no dragon, everything is his illusion!

But......

Henry looked at the man who had walked in the lead, and as he drew nearer, he saw the bright yellow eyes—like those of the dragon.

In the past few days in the refugee camp, Henry also knew many things, such as the fact that the actual owner of this territory was the maid master, and that the lord was a black dragon, all of which he already understood.

He had just seen the phantom of an evil dragon, so did it mean that that man was the lord of this territory, the 'Duke of Sorrowful Wind'?

If he is the Duke of Sorrowful Wind, then isn't the person he is holding is the 'head maid'?!

"Smack!"

The maid walked to the edge of the clearing in the middle of the camp, and when she saw that it was crowded, she laughed and clapped her hands to attract their attention.

"What do you think of here?" she asked.

No one answered her words, and their eyes were fixed on the 'noble lords' who were following the maid and the black dragon.

As everyone knows, those noble lords have been by them.

"How can you be so rude?, don't you know that the one standing before you now is the maid who saved you and gave you food and shelter?!" said a nobleman.

Then he turned his head to look at the black dragon and the maid, and said with a sneer: "Maid master, those cheap ...... Refugees are not sensible, so please don't take it personally. ”

As soon as the nobleman's voice fell, the refugees looked at each other.

"You...... Are you really a maid master?" someone asked cautiously.

The eyes of the other refugees also twinkled with expectation.

"If you're talking about 'Serena Screaming Winds,' then I am. ”

The maid raised her right hand that was holding with the black dragon, "The lord of this territory is a black dragon, and I am his exclusive maid, so I naturally become the head maid of the Sorrowful Wind family." ”

"It's not just the maid—"

The refugees watched in shock as Cervantes grew two horns, stretched his wings and stretched out his shirt, his tail swaying behind him, and in the blink of an eye, he changed from a 'human' to a 'half-dragon'.

The black dragon took the maid's hand, bowed his head slightly, and kissed it on his fingertips, "It's still a wife!"

Henry was the first to wake up from the shock, pulling his daughter to his knees.

"Maid Lord, thank you, Maid Lord......"

Although he was mentally prepared, when he really realized it, Henry, a big man, still cried.

"Thank you for saving my daughter, thank you for saving our family's life...... Thank you, thank you!"

Henry's daughter, the little girl was a little overwhelmed when she was taken to her knees by her father, but when she saw her father crying, after saying those words, somehow she cried too.

"Linna, thank you, Master Maid, she saved us!" said Henry, patting his daughter on the back.

"Thank you, Master Maid, for saving your life!" the second person to react was the former bard.

He wiped the corners of his eyes, tears kept coming out of his eyes, and he couldn't stop it.

"I ...... I will never forget ......" he clenched his teeth, and his facial features wrinkled together.

"Hurry up! What are you doing?!"

By this time, the maid began to panic, which was completely different from what she had imagined at first!

They should be grateful, but not to the extent they are now...... It shouldn't be ......

"Maid Master!" the man in the center of the camp knelt down......

"Maid Chief!" the people around him knelt down......

"Maid Grown......" The voice spread farther and farther, and the neat voice came into her ears.

The maid looked around blankly, and found that everyone except the nobles and the black dragon had already knelt down in sight......

'Why?'

"Thank you, Master Maid, without you, we would have starved to death, thank you!"

Among the refugees, an old man whimpered.

If anyone had to be given up, then they would be the first to be given up.

Slow to move because of their leg and foot problems, their existence is just to drag down the fleeing ranks for some, because they can't do heavy work, and they are also called a 'waste of food', and if it weren't for the bad influence, they would have been abandoned long ago.

"You guys, what are you kneeling on, get up quickly!"

At this time, she lost her 'wise' calmness, lost her self-confidence in strategizing, and was at a loss.

"Get up quickly!"

Shouldn't ...... It shouldn't be!

They, how could they be so excited?

"Thank you ......"

"Thank you ......"

"Thank you ......"

The voices of hundreds of people converged into one sentence—

"Thank you, Master Maid!"

The maid suddenly felt the corners of her eyes get wet.

A hand swiped her away.

"Don't cry......"

She turned her head, Cervantes still smiling.

"Aren't you giving them hope, and if you're crying, what are they going to do?"

"If you want to cry, go home and cry again, the dragon's chest is very strong!"