Miss Elf Dragon

Gargamel encountered an accident, and the white-clothed painter Corwin didn't leave as elegantly as he planned.

As soon as he left the Warcraft Forest, he met the girl who had been waiting there.

The girl's facial features alone would be eye-catching, but when put together, her temperament is extremely gentle and supple. Wearing light blue clothes, with lowered eyebrows, she stood among the trees with light snow falling, like a quiet painting, without any sense of aggression, but it would enter people's hearts smoothly.

Kerwin's eyes paused and his pace slowed down.

The girl raised her head and looked over. When she saw that the person she was waiting for had arrived, she smiled shyly and with a little happiness.

"gentlemen."

There was obvious joy in the girl's eyes, and the light in them was like the shining stars in the summer night sky. Kerwin, who had been associated with art for most of his life, couldn't help but be attracted to her.

Then, it turns into indifference again.

"What are you doing here? Didn't I find a family for you to adopt you and provide you with a living, Eve?"

Kerwin's face had a pale look on his face, and his voice was neither soft nor serious, nor warm.

What he said to the girl Eve was not a question, but a statement with a bit of questioning meaning. This was completely different from the state he showed to Pelotina and the others in the Warcraft Forest.

He is a little displeased.

Panic suddenly flashed in Eve's crystal eyes.

"I, I don't want to stay in that family, and I don't want to return to my own home like this. I, I have no place to go, I just want to follow you, sir."

Eve murmured with confused eyes. She was a little anxious to explain why she didn't follow Kerwin's instructions, but she wasn't afraid that she would blame her for being ignorant;

"Sir, don't hate Eve, don't abandon Eve."

From the day you saved me, you are the god of my whole world.

Eve lowered her eyes, not wanting Kerwin to see the emotion deep in her eyes. She was afraid that if it was known, she would have no chance of being allowed to stay.

Kerwin looked at the girl's thin clothes and shoes that were worn out from too much walking, and said nothing for a while.

"I, I can cook, wash clothes, organize painting supplies for you, and I can also learn all the things you need me to do, sir. I know I may be a drag on you, but, can I make you willing to do my best? I’m going to do things, and I’m going to stay.”

Eve took two small steps forward, hopeful yet timid, with a contradictory temperament all over her body, which made her look unusually bright in Kerwin's eyes.

Emotion can always shine, especially when it's not completely hopeless.

Kerwin's eyes were somewhat focused.

"You have to know that I am a painter who travels around to take pictures. I am not a young man who is greedy for pleasure and needs service."

With his thin lips slightly parted, Kerwin looked at the frightened little girl, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

By saying this, he was denying her proposal in disguise.

Eve's originally moist eyes became moist because of Kerwin's words. Her heart was also tightened

It was tight, and I felt a little out of breath at a certain moment.

She didn't know what else she could say.

She was sold to the nobility at a very young age and was taught how to serve and please others. She didn't want to use them on Corwin at all, because it would be a stain on her god. And apart from the chores of washing and cooking, it seemed that she really couldn't do anything else for Kerwin.

You can't pay for someone who wants to pay.

Thinking of this, Eve suddenly felt sad and burst into tears