I finally have what I was looking for.... Spices and a kettle of milk and butter!

I went back to my lair and explained, finally hammering in their minds not to bite the humans.

But I was suspicious.

The people of the village managed to keep the soldiers quiet by their significant share of meat.

Albus, the former village chief and now a wise and healer, accompanied Pirnouille with the accomplice children and a cart with some equipment for sale and the halberd repaired, grain and coffee, milk and butter the following week.

But people followed the cart into a dead end...

A boat? Fishermen? That's what the rumor was saying.

At the end of the stone path, the horse pulled the cart on the sand and it was harder for the poor beast. They then put boards with a groove for the wheel and, like rails, they moved the cart like Egyptian blocks

They stopped and unloaded the material on the altar

Then they backed off and Pirnouille drew the tariffs on the sand.

When they looked up at the sky, they saw two points...

"Ah... He's not alone..., you have to be careful."

The wise Valdor did not understand the dwarf's gestures. But an ancestral fear seized him when he saw the creature landing, another in hover flight.

Valdor: "A wyvern! We're lost...!"

I made a cross on what I wanted and went to get the game hunted in advance.

I filed the exact number for the transaction.

And Pirnouille came forward with the Halberd and handed it to me.

I took it like a warrior and greeted the dwarf. Then I looked at the excellent work done by the little man and backed away and did a kata, giving the image of mastery of the weapon and respect for it. I carefully slipped it into its sheath.

Then I saw Valdor.

I tried to pronounce Hello but it was scary, even for me.... What a voice from beyond the grave... I might as well keep quiet....

I opened my bag and took most of the goods, leaving the furniture, but later.

Valdor: "Strange creature, I see you're a dragon, my name is Valdor"

I then write -Sarge Flamm!

"Why, you a dragon can read and write the Ancient?"

- I was human before the accident. Now I'm a dragon.

"Did you know the old world?"

- Yes...

Valdor was jumping for joy.... A witness from the golden age, before the cataclysm...

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Valdor: "What are you doing here?"

- Barter! I explore the world. See if you can figure out what happened. Me, fallen from the stars.

Valdor: "You won't hurt us then?"

- No... I'll tell my family not to attack human.

I'm a dragon, not a criminal.

The men were relieved

- I'll plant a spear with a list of goods to trade and come the next day to buy. Okay?

"Deal! "

- keep. The secret place then.

The men left the cart full of meat and the barter made.

I kept the spot to a minimum of relationships. I had, against all expectations, carried out a commercial transaction.

It was expensive but the result was appreciable.

A kettle for my tea and coffee and wheat to make me a loaf of bread.

No need to tinker in hell... it was bartering and trade that started a civilization.

Then we went swimming and I spent my time cooking. Then Crock assaulted my mother and their screams bothered me. But it provoked a male reaction in me... And it bothered me to the point of tinkering with a loincloth. It would be embarrassing in front of people....

I then brought a pile of skins the following week after planting my spear.

Maria came with Pirnouille and Valdor.

Valdor had brought a book with funny symbols.

He reached out his hand and I held out the wing to him to say hello.

I went to bed, not feeling any evil intentions.

Maria brought a small barrel of mead and I immediately smelled the smell and my tongue went around my mouth.

She smiled, obviously I understood we were going to drink.

But Valdor asked me what I wanted and I registered: The ladies can't know...

I have like periods of... heat... and I need a loincloth... It's embarrassing. I'm not an animal.......

Valdor laughed and explained to Pirnouille who also laughed. Maria asked, but the men answered... it's a man's thing.

Maria immediately understood and began to blush....

The dragon was... Mild....

Pirnouille loaded the skins and took my measurements.

It was obvious to Maria now... Hey, hey, hey. I didn't dare look her in the face.

Valdor showed me the leaves they couldn't decipher.

I explained that these are musical scores... all excited, he went back to the village to find an instrument.

Maria opened the small barrel and filled her glass, Pirnouille's glass, and gave me the barrel.

Drool was coming out of my mouth with the smell of that nectar.

Pirnouille: "Hey, did you see?... he knows the right things!"

He hit his horn against my barrel and Maria did the same.

I toasted with my new friends.

Maria: "The dragon looks nice..."

Then Pirnouille drew his forge on the sand and I drew him a mechanical workshop.

How to make a screw, nuts, wrenches and he spent the whole afternoon drawing drawings.

Valdor finally arrived with a lute and I showed the staff and made the notes do re mi fa sol a si do and the keys, the eighth notes, the silences and the tempo. He took note of everything and began to decipher the melody.

It was Bach, liturgical music.

Bach was reborn from oblivion.

He was overjoyed and they had now learned to read and write music.

Valdor suggested that I learn spells to talk to people but doubted my abilities, being a Wyverne.

I explained to them that the other wyverns were stupid and dangerous, without exception. Very dangerous and that I was unhappy about it.

Maria warned me that expeditions of adventurers had gone to the highlands to find wyvern eggs and to capture and subjugate, to mate wyverns to make them mounts and weapons of war.

They might meet my family.

After thanking them, Valcor would go to the academy to get books and lend them to me to learn some useful spells in exchange for the find made with musical notation.

Also, Maria informed me that a group of wyverns were attacking travellers on a mountainous trail but also a shortcut.

I was happy to have so much information but connecting more with humans would mean my loss sooner or later. So I went to my family again.

I loved making broth and one day I would have to explain to the dwarf how to make a small mill to make myself a cream of vegetables with boar and bacon broth.

The next day, we left for the gorges and, indeed, I saw a caravan of merchants under good escort crossing a gorge. Then 2 wyverns came at them......

People were screaming and arrows pierced the sky but not the wyverns.

Gorül: "There are five more coming, big ones, Save who can!"

The merchant wrote a letter of will because there was nowhere to run.

And he saw a big red dragon coming at him and they waited for the impact that didn't come but sent the 2 dragons for a walk;

The dragon made gestures like fleeing!...

I found them sexy and slender, supple and undulating... And their predatory eyes... beautiful.

But they were twice as tall as me and they were going to regret it...