Miss Elf Dragon

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After hearing Felix talk about Perotina's situation, not only Dylan, his cousin, was worried, but Cyril also became quiet, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"What kind of person is Perotina? Why do you all care about her so much?" Cyril asked aloud.

Dylan was dissatisfied.

"Cyril, it's just a coincidence that you were injured this time. You haven't forgotten anything about the inheritance of the Dragon Clan, but you have forgotten all your experiences from childhood to adulthood."

After complaining about this brother who grew up together, Dylan patiently explained to him.

"Pelotina is Elena's daughter, that is, my niece. She is a descendant of dragons and elves. She is a particularly lovely little girl. She has shouldered the burden of racial independence at a young age. And he is good at cooking, and the golden barbecue is my favorite."

Seeing that Dylan was drooling as he talked and became more and more irrelevant, Felix took over what he was saying and added to it.

"We made an agreement with her when we were in the Holy See to stay with her for a period of time to keep her safe. Later, when you had an accident, we left Luo Fan to rescue you. Therefore, she went to the Holy See several times. We are not here even when she is in danger, which means we have broken the promise, and we have failed Uncle Chogolis’s request to us to take care of Perotina. So now that she is in trouble, we have to come and help her.”

Felix spoke logically and coherently, but was choked by Cyril's next words.

"Why are you explaining so much? I'm just missing that little girl. Otherwise, I could just reply to her directly. Why do you come all the way here?"

Cyril took out the letter that Perotina had given them to ask about the period of estrus, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking Felix for concealing his desire. Felix clenched his hands into fists and covered his mouth, a little bit. He coughed uncomfortably.

"Perotina is indeed, as Dylan said, a very lovable junior. Anyway, we have to continue our unfinished travel plan, and Duolun is one of the original itineraries. We will set the first stop after coming out again. There’s nothing bad here.”

"You're right, everything you said is right."

Cyril said without any sincerity, his eyes showing some meaning that was difficult to understand.

"Then find that little girl quickly, and let me who has lost my memory quickly find out who she is."

The last sentence was spoken word by word by Cyril. The strange feeling made Dylan couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on his arms, and he felt that this brother was becoming more and more strange.

Let’s talk about Gargamel.

Afraid that Stacey would act in advance, he went out early in the morning and found the blond warrior Dewitt at the address Perotina told him.

DeWitt was very pleasantly surprised when he met Gargamel. He thought that this business genius whom he intended to make friends with was because he understood his talent, so he took the initiative to extend an olive branch. It wasn't until he understood Gargamel's intention that DeWitt changed his face, gritting his teeth with a look of hatred on his face.

"Okay, okay, Stacey, you are so good. If I don't accept you, you will come up with such filthy ideas to frame me. Since you are so unscrupulous, I will give you some color to show you my virtue. Werther is not that calculating."

As he spoke, DeWitt's eyes flashed with hatred.

He actually developed a strong dislike for Stacey because of his constant pestering, and wanted to take revenge on her.

Gargamel couldn't help but frown.

"Although Stacey's ideas and actions are all unacceptable, she does it because she likes you, which is a very good original intention. Just refuse it, but

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Don't do anything extreme. "

Gargamel couldn't help but remind DeWitt a few words, fearing that he would choose to take revenge at all costs. At the same time, I also agreed with Perotina's opinion in my heart. I felt that although Stacey was a unruly and willful young lady, she was ultimately an ignorant girl with simple experiences. If she really married DeWitt, who didn't love her or even hated her, her life would be ruined. .

In response to Gargamel's words, DeWitt just smiled and nodded in agreement. He said nothing more and gave up the idea of ​​making friends with the business genius. He sent Gargamel out after a short chat.

He already had a good revenge plan in mind.

On this day, Pelotina, who was doing alchemy experiments in the laboratory, had been feeling a little uneasy, so she made several small mistakes, which made Du Wen intolerable and directly approved.

"Pei, what are you thinking about? Do you know what you have in your hand? It's saltpeter that can blow up the entire laboratory if the weight is slightly off. You want to die, but I don't want to die."

Du Wen's words are actually a bit exaggerated. Not to mention that the inner walls of the laboratory are covered with dense defensive magic. It is estimated that only magic above the level of forbidden spells can destroy the laboratory. Just having Du Wen, a saint here, can definitely keep the two of them safe in danger.

However, when he said this, he was obviously extremely dissatisfied with Pelotina. Pelotina also knew that she was wrong, sticking out her tongue and lowering her head.

"Principal, I was wrong. I shouldn't have been thinking wildly. It's just those uneasy emotions that got into my head uncontrollably and forced me to think."

Having said this, Perotina suddenly paused, raised her head and glanced at the principal, who had been expressionless and inscrutable, and said with some hesitation:

"Principal, do you think something bad will really happen? I know that people above the Saint level can hear some different sounds, and sometimes they can predict danger or something.

But I also heard that some people with extraordinary talents, even if they have not reached the saint level, still have strong intuitive feelings and can vaguely sense what will happen in the future. Do you think I am such a person?"

Pelotina spoke seriously, without any playful smile, but she still made Principal Du Wen shudder.

"Oh, it hurts. Principal, why are you so strong?"

Perotina touched her head that was hurt by the rolled-up book, her voice full of grievances.

Du Wen heard the pretense and wanted to give her a slap, but the clever Pelotina dodged her. Seeing that he didn't dare to talk back anymore.

"I just want to wake you up. If you don't study hard or practice hard all day long, you just think about these beautiful things that you get for nothing. You are really beautiful."

Du Wen has always had no scruples when it comes to teaching students. This is why he sincerely regards Perotina as his student, so in addition to imparting knowledge, he is more concerned about her peace of mind and whether she is on the right path.

"Work hard and don't think about the things you have and don't have."

Throwing down the book, Du Wen adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and went into the hut with his hands behind his back to continue his independent research.

When he reached the door, he paused in his steps and gave Perotina instructions without looking back.

"Don't run around when you have nothing to do these days. Just stay here to complete your experiments and study the notes I gave you.

If you encounter any danger, you can hide here. The spare key is placed in the purple orchid flower pot at the door. "

After listening to Principal Du Wen's words, Perotina touched her beaten head and felt that it no longer hurt at all, and her heart calmed down for a moment.

With a happy smile, Perotina hummed a little tune and threw herself into the experiment again, her mood actually changing faster than the baby's face.