The Journey of King Arthur

On a sunny day, on a dirt path that looks narrow to modern people, a carriage ran past. After the farmers who were farming in the plow fields beside the dirt path looked at the carriage, they continued their hard work.

Dior sat in the carriage, playing with his father's finger bones in his hand, looking at the hard-working farmers below, and couldn't help but sigh: "They're so hard! They deserve respect!!"

"Hahaha! Mr. Dior, do you really know the truth? They are indeed worthy of respect. Because of their efforts, we can eat delicious bread."

The carriage master who heard Dior talk to himself smiled cheerfully and expressed his opinions.

"That's certain."

Dior smiled very elegantly, and he slowly spoke with his eyes squinted.

“I like bread the most.”

"Well, then how about the half portion of turkey I invited you just now?"

“It’s delicious too.”

"Just like it."

The carriage master smiled cheerfully, then he glanced at the white spot on Dior's hand. Although he couldn't see clearly, he didn't care. Instead, he wanted to continue talking to Dior about some topics to spend this boring and long journey.

But just as he spoke with great enthusiasm, Dior spoke.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you and interfere with your interest. I want to learn from the materials and record the scene in front of me. Although the following words are a bit too much, can you be as quiet as a little rabbit?"

"Okay OK! Sorry, I, the middle-aged uncle, have disturbed you, Mr. Dior, do you want to be a novelist in the future? I can understand the unhappy feeling that you want to use materials but are disturbed by others. In addition, what I say will affect my attention. If something happens, it will be bad. I will shut up now and shut up until I am about to reach our destination."

The carriage master scratched the back of his head, smiled a few silly, then completely closed his mouth and looked ahead without saying a word.

"Sir, please don't say such words. What you say like this makes me embarrassed."

Dior sighed, with a hint of depression in his expression. In fact, he was really depressed. He was now afraid that the carriage master's words would make him turn aside.

"But, sir, it's really great that you can understand that I can drive quietly. Thank you for your understanding."

Although it was thankful, Dior could not feel any gratitude in his tone.

The carriage master who couldn't hear did not reply, but smiled and nodded.

Soon afterwards, the carriage master heard the sound of the pen writing on the wooden board, and the carriage master's smile became even brighter.

′Mr. Dior must have started to draw materials now, right? The novels written after taking materials will definitely become more realistic. I am really looking forward to the next plot!!′

However, Dior is not actually taking materials. He is writing novels. Although it is difficult to write novels on a carriage on a not-so-standard road, Dior is still writing there, and his handwriting is not much different from that on the table.

He is a cruel person!

In this way, the two spent an hour peacefully. In addition to the sound of the carriage, the sound of the pen collided with the paper and the wooden boards under it.

At this moment, the voice of the carriage master rang out from Dior's ears.

"Mr. Dior, I'm about to arrive at Joesta's mansion."

"Thank you for your reminder."

Dior smiled, silently put away his phone, and began to put all his belongings in the box.

Five minutes later, they arrived at their destination.

Da Qiao, who was playing with the dog he raised, raised his head with a confused look on his face. He looked at the carriage with a hint of confusion on his face.

Then the carriage made a loud noise, the carriage door was opened, two suitcases were thrown out and landed on the ground. Dior himself jumped off the carriage in an extremely arrogant posture, and slowly stood up straight, gently patting his clothes, even if he was doing some care.

"Who is this person?"

This was what Da Qiao thought at this moment. Perhaps because Dior's landing posture was too saucy, Da Qiao's brain did not react for a moment. However, Da Qiao finally reacted and showed a sudden enlightenment. He looked at the blonde boy in front of him, with a hint of joy on his face and said excitedly: "You are Dior Brando, right?"

"Then you are Jonathan Joesta."

Dior looked at his future family with fun, his life and death rival on the original trajectory, recalling his performance in the plot, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Although he can't even watch the plot for five minutes now, with his intelligence and Da Qiao's performance in the front, he can guess half of it.

"Everyone calls me jojo, please take care of me in the days to come."

Da Qiao smiled and stretched out his hand. He was still young and happy for the arrival of this new companion.

"Please take care of jojo."

Dior also smiled and reached out his hand to hold it tightly with Da Qiao. The two looked like a pair of friends who had been separated for a long time and met again.

Then a dog barking came into everyone's ears. Everyone looked at the source of the sound and saw a white dog with black and white hair running towards them.

"Danny!"

Da Qiao happily called out the dog's name, and then seemed to think of something, so he explained to Dior.

"Its name is Danny, it's my dog, don't worry it won't bite people."

After Da Qiao finished saying this, Danny ran towards Da Qiao, and Da Qiao also squatted down and hugged it and stroked it.

Seeing such a harmonious scene, Dior's heart was not in trouble, and even a hint of joy was ignited because he thought of something.

"Jojo, can I touch Danny?"

Da Qiao didn't care too much about Dior's sudden request, and said to Dior with a smile: "Of course it's OK! Although Danny is a little naughty, he is still very sensible."

"Um."

Dior nodded quietly, then slowly squatted down, and Da Qiao also stood up and gave up his place for Dior. Dior smiled and stroked Danny's head, then reached into his pocket with his other empty hand, and then took out his father's finger bone hidden in the font in the pocket and placed it next to Danny's mouth. Danny also obediently ate the bone.

When he heard the sound of Danny biting his bones, Dior's expression became more joyful and excited.

′Awesome! Great!! It's just Spalasi!!!'

"Well, Dior, what did you give Danny just now?"

Da Qiao looked at Danny who was eating, and was a little curious, so she looked forward and asked Dior.

"My father's finger bone."

"ha?"

Da Qiao was stunned for a while. He stared at Dior who was rubbing Danny's head in a daze. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

"Nothing, I was just kidding, it was just a little bit of turkey bones. Danny can eat bones, right? Since he can eat bones, I gave it the bones, that's all, but it seems that it's very happy to eat! Danny, is it the first time you've eaten this bone?"

The smile on Dior's face became even brighter, so bright that it seemed to glow, but why did that kind of light feel dark?

"So it's a turkey bone! Don't make such a bad joke next time, it really scared me!! Don't make such jokes in the future."

Da Qiao suddenly realized, then said with a smile: "Danny has eaten turkey bones many times. This is not the first time he has eaten it."

"I thought that all the people like you, rich people, feed their dogs were meat."

At this time, Dior said in a jokey tone, and the attitude he brought to people seemed to be extremely good from the senses he brought to people.

"No! You can still eat bones!"

Da Qiao smiled dryly and began to say shyly.

"Our family is not too rich or noble."

"You are humble."

Dior's mouth slowly rose.

"By the way, Dior, why do you carry turkey bones with you? Did you say you did it specifically for Danny's sake?"

Looking at Da Qiao's curious and touching expression, Dior shook his head decisively and denied.

"No, it's just a coincidence. We had a turkey before coming over, and then while sorting out the things, we accidentally brought the bones over. At first, we wanted to find a place to throw them away, but at that time I was in the carriage, so I kept them all the time. After all, we couldn't throw garbage into the car window, and we would throw it into the trash can or in the incinerator when we had the chance."

"That's true, jojo, that's how Mr. Dior's turkey bones come from."

The carriage master smiled gently at Da Qiao. The answer that the carriage master got from Dio before was the words Dio said before, but he didn't see clearly in the car at that time. If he saw it clearly, it was actually not a turkey bone, but a human finger bone, he would probably be scared, right?

"I was originally going to throw away the bones, but after seeing Danny, I ate the bones for Danny."

Hearing Dior's explanation, Da Qiao nodded.

"I see."

"By the way, in fact, I actually hate dogs."

"ah?"

When he heard Dior say this suddenly, Da Qiao, who was originally smiling, suddenly became stunned, and his face was full of confusion. He didn't understand why Dior said this suddenly.

And at this moment, the carriage master on the side explained.

"Mr. Dior doesn't like dogs? This is understandable. After all, Mr. Dior lived in Ghoul Street before! I have heard that the puppies there will even be caught and eaten by adult cats. The dogs that can survive in Ghoul Street are basically very fierce, and they are also very cunning by nature. Some of them even bite when they see people. If you didn't remind you in advance before, maybe Mr. Dior would subconsciously attack Danny. After all, this is to protect your own safety and subconsciously practice defense consciousness."

"Is this actually happening?!"

Da Qiao shouted in surprise, then said with some emotion: "It's really the world is so big, and everything is strange..."

Dior smiled and said in agreement: "jojo, you are right. The world is so big and strange. Maybe there are magical qigong masters in this world."

"Well, but! I believe that even without my reminder, someone like Dior, would not attack Danny."

"This is not necessarily true~"

Dior said meaningfully.

"You must know that people's subconscious behavior does not pass through the brain, and sometimes the body reacts subconsciously before they even want to do this. This is a forced and extremely difficult to control. Even I cannot be 100% sure that I will not attack Danny."

"ah......"

Da Qiao's mood declined a little. After all, it would be too destructive to say such words in this atmosphere. It is natural that Da Qiao's mood declined.

"But Danny's performance is really good, no, not very good, but very very good!!! It's the most well-behaved and best dog I've ever seen!!!"

Da Qiao was a little flattered when he heard Dior's sudden praise. Although he knew that Dior was praising Danny, Dior was like exaggerating Qiao Yan, which made Da Qiao feel very comfortable and happy.

At this time, Da Qiao also smiled confidently: "That's right, Danny is the best dog!"

"You're right!"

Dior's mind was infinitely replaying the scene of Danny eating his father's finger bones, and the smile on his face became more and more magical.

"But I still don't like dogs very much, even though Danny is the best I've ever seen."

Dior calmed down and made a summary.

Da Qiao was stunned for a while when he heard Dior's words, then he felt a little embarrassed and said, "It's a pity that I'm not caring at all. I thought Danny could have another partner who could play with him. However, since Dior, if you don't want the dog to get close to you, I will try to hold Danny as much as possible. But to be honest, I still want you and Danny to have a good relationship."

"Let's wait and see."

Dior smiled and made an extremely sαo action. Although Dior was just stretching, it still made people feel that he had an inexplicable feeling.

"Next I will put my luggage in my room first, and I will say hello to your father at that time."

"I'll go with you."

Da Qiao smiled and picked up Dior's two boxes and said cheerfully.

"Let me get these two boxes for you."

"I still like to take my own things, but since you want to help me get them, I won't be able to shirk it."

Dior raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone a little unwilling.

The expression on Da Qiao's face at this time was a bit subtle.