Miss Elf Dragon

Seeing Perotina tiptoeing to gently apply the medicine on herself, Bolton felt soft in his heart, as if he saw his sister Elena in her when she was a child.

He wanted to take a closer look at Perotina, but she complained softly.

"Uncle, keep your eyes open and don't move around. The medicine hasn't been finished yet."

Then Bolton immediately bent his body and kept his arms straight close to his side, like a good baby.

Seeing this scene, Dylan and Felix both raised their eyebrows.

"Uncle Bolton has met his nemesis this time."

Felix joked softly.

"No, this is the first time I've seen him so obedient since cousin Elena fell ill and lost her memory."

Dylan joked about his cousin, but he didn't know how to pay attention. What he said reached Bolton's ears word for word. Bolton, who had just finished applying the medicine, immediately rolled up his sleeves and came over to teach him a lesson.

"You bastard, you haven't had a roof over your head for three days, and now you haven't seen me for a few days, and now you dare to make fun of your cousin."

Although Burton and Dylan are cousins, they are actually very different in age. Burton usually treats Dylan like a son and is not polite at all.

"Hey, hey, a gentleman talks but doesn't use his hands. Cousin, why are you hitting me?"

Dylan was yelling and being chased around by Bolton. The dragons next to him looked very happy. For a while, the secret room of the stronghold was filled with bubbles of sunlight.

Heller stood in the corner, feeling very happy when he saw that his people were growing up so well, united and loving.

Just to avoid being found out if I behaved strangely, I started to follow Dylan and the others and said hello, but never got together again.

Noticing Perotina's worried look, Heller responded with a warm smile.

"You brat, you must have eaten two more steamed buns in one meal, otherwise how could you run away like this?"

In the end, Bolton held his knees up and stopped chasing while panting.

It only takes seconds for him to get rid of physical fatigue or improve his movement speed, but when he gets along with his juniors, he never uses power to overpower others and is very equal.

"Cousin, I think you are getting old. You should be more careful and exercise more regularly."

Dylan got the advantage and acted like a good boy. He snarled Bolton again, which made him raise his eyebrows. He wanted to give him a lesson and teach him a lesson in front of everyone.

But as soon as he turned his head and saw the pretty Perotina who had been standing obediently next to her, Bolton's anger immediately subsided again, and he no longer paid any attention to Dylan.

"Little Pei Pei, I didn't scare you. My uncle is not a very fierce person. He has a gentle temper."

Bolton patted his chest and was eager to express his feelings to Perotina, fearing that the situation just now would frighten the delicate and fragile Perotina. Then he realized that the action of patting his chest was too rough, and his hands naturally dropped to his body. Next to him, a kind and flattering smile appeared on his face.

"Don't dislike uncle"

"No, no, how could it be possible? My uncle is a very nice person."

Perotina waved her hands repeatedly, being cared for by her elders like this

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The feeling of pampering made her feel warm and cozy.

"I am not one of those petite ladies from the human aristocracy. I grew up in the Elf Forest. I have done archery, hunting, and fighting since I was a child."

As she said that, Perotina smiled shyly.

It was still embarrassing to tell her heroic feats in front of her elders, but she didn't want to keep false impressions in their hearts.

“good good”

Bolton said three good words in a row, and the smile on his face became stronger. It was obvious that he liked Pelotina like this even more.

"This is how the girls in our family should be. Your mother was also very naughty when she was little. She loved to play and make trouble, which often frightened me and my father."

Looking at Perotina, Bolton couldn't help but talk about her mother Elena, but after finishing speaking, he felt that he had lost his words and opened his mouth. After all, Elena, a mother, had not spoken about her mother since Perotina was born. I went to see her, but now I have completely forgotten my daughter.

"Your mother doesn't know if Dylan and the others have told you about it. Your mother actually misses you very much. She just can't see you for the time being because she's sick. You, don't blame her."

Bolton spoke stumblingly, not knowing how to say this. Little did he know that Pelotina already knew the entire truth, and even knew that Elena had no memory of her and her father's existence.

She sighed in her heart that it was really not easy for Bolton to be an elder brother and uncle. Pelotina showed an understanding smile and looked particularly sensible.

"Uncle, I don't blame my mother. I know she is sick, and I have always been worried about her. I have wanted to visit my mother for a long time. But every time I get caught up in other things, which prevents my idea from taking shape. Wait. After finishing this period of work, I will go to Dragon Valley to see my mother, and my grandparents."

Perotina spoke the names of her relatives crisply, looking particularly lovely, and Bolton felt even more heartbroken.

"Okay, okay, after uncle takes care of Augustine's grandson, he will take you back to Dragon Nest. When you get home, no matter it is the Holy See or whatever, you don't have to be afraid. Your uncle and grandpa will definitely take care of you. Take good care of me. Well, if you need any unfinished business here, just tell me and my uncle can help you with it."

Bolton waved his hand and spoke very domineeringly.

In fact, as the leader of the Dragon Clan, Bolton enjoys resources that ordinary people cannot imagine. It is natural to help his nephew solve a small problem. But he didn't expect that Pelotina stayed in Duolun to find the magic book of the Holy Wizard and solve the problem of separation of the origin of magic. This really can't be solved by strength alone, what's more, it requires just the right luck.

"I understand, thank you uncle, I will definitely tell you if necessary."

Not intending to cause further trouble to Bolton, Perotina did not elaborate on her troubles. Instead, she was interested in what Burton had to say about cleaning up Augustine.

"Uncle, how are you going to deal with him and beat him up? He wants to kill you."

Perotina was unambiguous in fanning the flames. She was very happy to see Augustine's jokes as he was extremely aggressive and rude to her.

"Just beating him up is not enough. I want to take away what he values ​​most so that he can no longer be the king of Doron. I want to see how this demon who has lost the heart to fight after being in the human race has lost How desperate will you be after this level of identity, hahaha"