Young Dragon Breeding Program

, it's time for dinner.

Paddy didn't know how many times he failed, but he was still as unwilling as the first time. He stomped his feet and looked at Duran's smile.The latter saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, so he said, "If you want to stay for a few more years, you can just say it, I appreciate your ability. This will always be your home. How about this, how about promoting you to be a lifelong steward? "

"No need," Paddy said despondently, "Is there really... no room for maneuver in this matter?"

"Are you saying that lifelong housekeeper is not good enough?"

"Oh! No, how is that possible! I mean—"

Suddenly Paddy realized that he was being treated as a joke, even the children across the way were laughing, and he couldn't help but hang his head: "Oh, pull it down. It's okay." He held up the ring.

It was a quaint black gold ring, which seemed to have been worn for many years. The outside was engraved with patterns of thorns and flowers, and the inside was printed with a line of small characters that were gradually blurred by the years. ... Lu ... Ke?Duran struggled to recognize the first two characters, but as for the latter, there was really no way to recognize them.Aside from the tricks on the outside, there was something unusual about this ring. Duran just touched it, and received a chaotic mental wave like an electric shock.

If you have to use adjectives to pile it up, it is really...sad, full of negative energy.

Like a ghost imprisoned and not released, screaming and expressing his resentment.

Duran stayed there for a long time, and when he came to his senses, he subconsciously threw the thing away vigorously, and the ring rolled to the side with a grunt.That strong emotion still lingers in my heart.This move made others look at him strangely.

The strangest of them all was Loren, whose silver eyes flickered slightly, followed by the object thrown in the corner.

I've never seen my mother lose her composure like this...

Should it be fear, or something else?In any case, it must not be a simple thing.Loren's curiosity intensified even more.John next to him tilted his head, a bit confused about the current situation.

"Master?" Paddy called tentatively.

Duran closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they had returned to normal.His chest was still heaving slightly, but his expression calmed down. "I understand." Duran said, "This is a trick commonly used by mages. They store their memories or feelings in certain objects, sometimes for recall; sometimes for communication. Generally speaking, the stronger the mental power The easier it is for a person to control this kind of prop. Paddy, where did you find him?"

"Uh...in the pile of dead people." Paddy expressed vaguely, "probably a nearby cemetery, maybe. Actually, I don't know where it is. In order not to disturb the creatures on the ground, we have to walk underground ...every time a body is found, we get to work."

"So he doesn't even have a decent coffin?" Seeing Paddy nodded, Duran said thoughtfully, "Look at his clothes, which are a little dirty, but of good material, with double rows of silver buttons, collar and cuffs." There are also complicated details, he must be a rich person."

He removed the word noble and generalized it into the word rich.

As he said that, he asked the skeletons to move the corpse down.

"There's something strange about me," Duran asked slowly, "Paddy, did you feel anything when you touched the ring?"

Paddy was at a loss: "Although I think the ring is very valuable... But, no, my master." He added, "Master, you were quite abnormal just now. Could it be that you are really weird?"

Duran glanced at him in disbelief.At this time Loren stepped forward and slowly opened his palm.

"I can kind of feel..." Loren said, "but very faintly..."

Duran was a little surprised. From this point of view, it has nothing to do with the user's power.After thinking for a while, he roughly came up with a solution, then took the ring and injected some mental energy to explore.There is a dark ocean, which seems to be vast, but the direction of the road cannot be found.Whether it is front, rear, left or right, it is the same scenery.In this dull environment, the five senses seem to have degenerated a lot. I don't know what I'm touching in my hand, and I don't know if the sound of hunting has ever blown by my ears.

There was nothing he could do for a while, so Duran took the most stupid and direct method, breaking the barrier in the ring roughly.When his magic power surged out of the barrier, the ring floated in mid-air, reflecting an illusory silhouette on the wall.

"What's that!" John exclaimed in amazement.

A man appeared on the wall, to be precise, it was just a phantom of a man.Appears to be about 40 years old, in full upper-class attire, probably in his own room.Now he holyly kissed a white handkerchief, put it in his pocket, clasped his hands, and prayed in a low voice.

"My Venus, I hope to see you again tomorrow, so that I can maintain a good mood for the day."

"Who is he talking to?" John looked around, but he didn't see another figure, so he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Who is that Venus?"

"It's just a metaphor, meaning a loved one." Loren moved his eyes away, and his tone was lightly mocking.

"why?"

"because--"

"Give me some peace."

When Duran spoke, the two of them fell silent.

The man in the picture behaves like a young man in his first love, and he is very affectionate, and his words reveal that he wants to give his heart and soul.Unknowingly jumped several scenes.Some are private bedrooms, and some have one thing in common. They are all the appearance of him confiding his heart alone.

In the end, maybe there was a problem in the relationship, and the middle-aged nobleman showed a sad smile, full of disappointment, like a flower that withered overnight, leaving a bright outer skin, that was nothing but Just stay for a few days.

"Oh, my Venus...why are you doing this to me..." the man muttered, clutching a letter.He had read the letter before.On the spot, his face changed drastically, as if the ceiling above him had collapsed, and he was about to smash his head open, "I can't live anymore..."

Finally came to this conclusion.

Until the three-dimensional silhouette disappeared, Duran maintained a slightly frowning expression.After the man finished speaking those desperate words, there was no more to say.The figure gradually distorted and disappeared, including those dreamlike scenery, and then disappeared from the wall.

In fact, he couldn't accept the fact that the ring itself was something of some value, and if it was placed elsewhere, it would also be a good help.I thought there must be some secrets hidden in it, at least there would be some fun—for example, it recorded the whole story of a murder case.Duran, however, was disappointed to find that, apart from the man's self-pitying love, there was nothing worth watching.

He wasted his time watching such a rotten one-man soap opera!And it's a sad ending!

"Boring," Duran commented.

Paddy was silent for a long time.He didn't even hear what Duran said next, like a frozen fossil. This kind of lifeless silence is rare for skeleton people.In that respect, he was a bit unusual.

John said, "Uncle Paddy? Mummy is calling you!"

Paddy looked up, only to realize that Duran was looking at him puzzled. "Is there anything out of the ordinary?" Paddy replied, shaking his head, "No, I just thought... just..."

Halfway through his speech, he fell silent again.

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding where Paddy's sadness came from.Instead, Duran recalled it, and vaguely remembered that a long time ago, before many stories were formed, Paddy accidentally mentioned that as a human being, he originally had a bright future and a healthy body. and beloved wife.

Duran didn't know very detailed about his life.It can only be speculated that Paddy and the man's experiences are very similar, they have been deeply hurt by their lovers, so they have an emotional resonance.

Duran appreciates romantic romance novels, whether it's a matter of style or simply taste.What's more, he doesn't think there are poetic sweet feelings in the world, so he tries to find them from fictional literature.He looked at Paddy, and couldn't imagine the reason why the latter had such a big obsession with his life after being dead for decades.

"Forget it, put the ring away and put it in the warehouse." Duran said regretfully, "It's not something useful anyway, so you can take it if you want."

"Okay." Paddy bowed.

The author has something to say: Is this a side plot or a main plot?

Actually I don't know...

chapterseventeenchange

The author has something to say: I will talk about the branch line later, and Seymour’s line is also ^－^

I finally coded out a chapter, it's not easy...

The follow-up of that incident is like this... Actually, it is not a very important incident, but it is better to mention it a little bit, in case it suddenly pops up one day, making people feel at a loss and confused.

"He's not like you."

Considering that this rich businessman named Luke, in other words, is a little nobleman with little reputation, he is a magician with a small accomplishment, because ordinary people can't use that ring.Durance thought about it and decided to find some challenges for himself.Think about it, creating a high-level undead by himself, just the moment this thought crosses his mind, is more exciting than creating an entire army of skeletons!

Now that you have a plan, you just need to implement it.

First, to call back the souls of the dead from the realm of the afterlife, no matter what kind of monsters they create.Secondly, cast a curse on it to ensure the interests of the caster.Then there is the fusion of soul and body so that it becomes a complete living body.

After everything is ready...

Just be patient.

However, the result made Duran feel a little disappointed. The appearance of the experimental products was closer to the low-grade skeletons. They were not considered to have any role in the realm of the afterlife. Unlike real high-level undead, they were also called necromancers.But, in general, it's okay, there shouldn't be any major problems in terms of functionality.he thought.

A creature who didn't know what to call it—Luke came to him, knelt down and kissed the back of his left hand lightly.The tone does not resemble the image left in the ring at all, and it is a reserved and steady way of expression.

"My master, thank you for giving me a wonderful new life. In the next 100 years, I will do my best to serve you."

In fact, the reason why the creatures created by Duran did not resist him forcefully-in fact, they can try, and the success or failure is not easy to guess.Going back and forth, a large part of the reason is that Duran's contract time is very limited.No more, no less than 100 years, for the undead creatures who have lost the concept of time, it passed quickly in a muddle.

And although most of them are full of hatred, anger, and even hunger for slaughter, they have their own set of values.After all, Duran didn't do anything excessive compared to the person they really hated, so they got along very well all the time.

"En." Dulan nodded, with a calm expression on the surface, but he couldn't control himself in his heart, and his whole body was hit by waves of chills.

He really hated the skinny lips, if they could be called lips, the feeling of being touched by something cold and hard.Although Luke didn't do this intentionally, he was just showing his gratitude.

Paddy said, "Master, you've got to tell him what to do."

"It depends on what you mean." Duran glanced at Paddy, then turned his head and said to the freshly baked undead, "Do you want to go outside, or inside? Of course, I mean outside. If humans find out, then it’s not something I can control.”

Luke just straightened his waist, and bowed humbly and politely after listening: "Then, allow me to go to work outside. If there is any rudeness, please forgive me, Mr. Winster." The latter words are to Paddy. Said.

Dulan raised his eyebrows slightly: "You guys already know each other so well?"

I'm afraid that before he knew it, not only his name, but also his family background and stories had been shared with each other.

"Yes, we hit it off, master!" Paddy laughed straight, "Since Ivan left, I have been facing the group of low-intelligence soldiers all day, and I almost feel lifeless. Oh! Fortunately, just In this difficult time, my destined...I mean, destined partner, falling from the sky, is very touching."

"Okay, okay." Luke didn't respond, and there was no sign of anything wrong on his face. Instead, Duran heard some headaches, waved his hand, and signaled them to disappear from sight.

As he wished, within seconds, the two undead creatures disappeared.

But they just opened the door and walked out normally.

Dulan raised his head, rubbed the center of his brows lightly, and was concentrating on meditation when he suddenly heard a sound and turned his eyes away.It turned out that Luke turned back halfway and closed the door he forgot to close just now.

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"Mommy, tell me a story tonight."

"is it okay!?"

"Listen to me, Mommy..."

John kept pestering him after dinner.Duran began to refuse, saying that he was going to study astrology, which he was very interested in recently, but John would not give up until he achieved his goal, like a sticky ball.Once he said something serious, he would cry and lose his temper, which always made Duran exhausted physically and mentally, and he had nothing to say.

"Go back to sleep, do you hear me?" Duran leaned back on the chair in the study, and said coldly to the little red dragon opposite, "Don't make noise, my ears are about to explode."

John froze for a moment, frowned, curled his mouth, and immediately cried, "I hate Mommy! It's so bad!! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo————"

Duran really didn't know what to do.

Loren had never been so noisy before, even when she was crying, she shed tears silently, occasionally choked up, her eyes were reddish, making people feel distressed like a pitiful rabbit.As for John, don't look at this guy crying very well, as long as you agree to his request, you will immediately change your face, [-]% as if nothing happened.

Even if he knew it was a child's trick, it was impossible for Duran to endure such ear-piercing magic sounds.So, he struggled for a while, and finally sighed in frustration and disappointment.

You can't beat it, you can't beat it, you can't scold it.

What else do you think?

"Enough!" Duran suddenly snapped.

John's tears shrunk, accumulated in his eyes and swirled miraculously, and looked at Duran timidly.The latter stared at it blankly, and asked after a while, "Which one do you want to listen to? Prince George's Rape of the Dragon?"

"No." John sniffed sadly, "I'll just...well... I can tell you at my bedside."

Because Loren had a separate room, he gave it the same treatment as John asked.In this way, Duran can no longer endure the feeling of a heavy chest every night.John's bedside table is not big, the things on it only take up one-third of the area, but the height is as high as three bedside tables.

Duran glanced at the pile of books about two feet high. "Are you going to stay up all night?"

This question obviously has a strong sense of irony, but I don’t know if John heard it or not, but he nodded vigorously: "Yes! Mommy, after you finish reading this, I will fall asleep."

Duran frowned deeply, resisting the desire to slap it on the forehead.

"A long time ago, there was a beautiful princess..."

With the low and beautiful voice slowly narrating, it seems to lead people into the gate of the sweet fairy tale world.The sun-colored bubbles there will reflect colorful light, and you will never have to worry about falling down while sitting on the soft bubbles like clouds.There is a long carpet made of gold leaf on the ground, and trees made of chocolate are planted beside the road.The grass will not wither, the flowers will not wither, and the children will not grow old. Everything is as beautiful as a dream.

While reading the second book, John slowly fell asleep.Now it's a quiet little angel.Duran closed the pages of the book, adjusted its crooked sleeping position, and planned to get up and go out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he felt the corner of his clothes being grabbed by claws.

John opened his misty eyes, as if he couldn't remember what he was going to do.Dulan lowered his head helplessly, and kissed it on the forehead, so it let go of his hand and fell asleep in satisfaction.

Duran didn't have to rest.When bodily functions are shut down, schedules are useless.

But he returned to his bedroom, lying down for a while; sitting up for a while; watching the night scene for a while.

There is such a small place in my heart, no matter what, I can't settle down.The ground is gray and messy, like a ball of wool that has been torn off, and when it is put together again, it is not as smooth as it was before.

Someone outside is approaching here.

Da, da... Duran didn't need to concentrate on finding out who it was.If it is a very familiar family member, they can even distinguish the footsteps.And he happened to be able to distinguish Loren's footsteps, light and rhythmic, like an elegant violinist.

The window in the bedroom was open, but Duran ignored it and walked up to open the door.The pouring moonlight smudged the gorgeous light silver long hair, and quietly reduced it to a similar bright color.The boy looked at him sideways, as if not looking up, but looking at each other face to face with the same size.

He found that Loren's eyes were so clear that they were somewhat transparent, with a crystal-like texture.

Suddenly, a bad feeling arises.

"I have something to tell you, Duran."

Loren changed his name without warning, and his tone was the same, as indifferent as an indifferent stranger.

chaptereighteendetermination

Duran is not as tall as the elves, and not as short and stocky as the orcs, but he is generally considered tall among the human races.Because of this, when Duran noticed that Loren, who used to only reach his waist, suddenly rushed to a position almost at the same level as his shoulders, he couldn't help but sigh a lot.Meanwhile, John had grown up a bit, but he didn't seem to have changed much.

As she grew older, Loren gradually stopped laughing.It's not that he's not in a good mood, in fact, his eyes are still so agile and full of vitality, but the expression on his face has become difficult to explore.In this regard, he is the exact opposite of Little John.

There was another thing that made Duran feel both comforted and melancholy.

Loren doesn't call him that anymore.

this is correct!Otherwise, the child would be a gender-neutral fool!Duran thought.Even he himself didn't know whether it was a happy thought or a sad thought.

Loren's focus when looking up at the sky, and the inadvertent look of yearning, made him feel uncomfortable.At this time, Duran would always turn his head away and secretly remind himself thousands of times, don't forget, Loren is not your child, and you, who are pedantic and cowardly, will only become an obstacle in his way.You can't afford to give him the entire vast sky, the entire huge world, but only there is the real stage for the proud dragon clan.

Compared with Loren, who obviously had great ambitions, the brutish little red dragon seemed much simpler.But when Loren was at this age, he also couldn't hide his thoughts, but now he has become a half-hearted person.

Duran didn't understand what he had done during Loren's growth, which caused all this to go off track.

Or do other people's children also change?

Could it be that I made a big deal out of a molehill?

It's been so long since I was young that I have no idea what a teenager should think.Duran was a little confused, and decided to reflect on himself first.Of course, while seriously introspecting, he also needs to have a good talk with Loren.If he is the only one to figure it out, it seems difficult to find the objective facts.

It seemed that a huge change had taken place overnight. Dulan suddenly realized that the person opposite him had grown into a teenager. Although he had begun to have a plump appearance, his eyebrows and eyes were still familiar to him. Perhaps this led to hallucinations, thinking that Luo It looks like Len will never grow up.

Could it be that he missed something by accident?

"Duran?" Seeing that he seemed to be stunned, Loren called out in a low voice, with doubts flashing in his eyes.

Dulan put away his slightly disappointed look and replaced it with a not-so-sincere smile.Loren has had a private space since a long time ago, forgetting when he didn't have to worry about him, and can live alone.For example, Loren's room is always clean. Compared with him, John is the one who needs to be taken care of.

"You've grown taller." Dulan said.

"Of course." Loren walked into the door sideways, closed it behind his back, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down naturally, "You watched me grow up." The implication of this sentence seems to be: what do I have? Don't you know?

Duran's gaze passed behind the young man unconsciously, the beautiful hair almost dazzled his eyes, shaking unconsciously, recalling the explanation Loren gave him half a year ago.In fact, it doesn’t take long to count, and the time passes in a blink of an eye. If you think that its pace is slow and you can get a respite, it shows that you have no concept of time at all.

If I had to say it, I just suddenly felt at a loss.

"Did I upset you?" Loren felt a little strange about his strange silence, but he didn't understand what was going on. There was a cautious attitude in his words, "Dulan, what's wrong with you?"

Duran didn't answer, but went to the window and opened the curtain.The clean sky is displayed, and the temperatureless light shines on the window sill, adding a little brightness to the room.He stared blankly for a long time, as if thinking about what it would be like to walk on the clouds.No matter how distracted Duran was, Loren always stood quietly behind him, only his eyes never left him.

"Do you want to go outside?"

"Indeed." Loren nodded. "To tell you the truth, I have such thoughts. Do you want to know the reason?"

"There is no need for a reason. If you stay at home all your life, then you are not a child I raised." Dulan said, then paused, no emotion could be seen on the face facing out the window.Only he himself understood that when he said this, the corners of his mouth were forced upwards, "Besides, I have already expected it."

He still had a few words left, but swallowed them in his stomach.

do you remember?When I was young, I said long ago that one day you will want to leave here, go to a wider and freer place, be as unrestrained as a real dragon, and no one can stop your footsteps.It's just that you didn't believe it at the time.

"Thank you Duran, but..."

Loren stretched out his hands, took a step forward to wrap his arms around the young man, his head happened to rest on the back of his neck: "Can you turn around and look at me?"

Dulan turned around as he said, and stared at each other face to face.

"Please don't show such a sad expression." Loren looked at him seriously, "You look like you just cried, Duran, I will be very distressed." He also smiled seriously, and said, "If I'm really sorry if you're so sad because I'm leaving. But, I don't plan to never come back, as long as..."

"if only?"

"As long as I can find 'them' in that place." Loren took a deep breath and said, "I would like to come back and be with you, no matter how long, forever, just live like this."

That latter sentence took almost all of Loren's strength and determination.

As for the response he would get - he didn't even dare to look up at the man's face.

However, Duran on the opposite side felt extremely embarrassed, never expecting that he would become Loren's drag.Fortunately, Loren didn't look at it, otherwise he would definitely find that his face was as dark as a ghost walking at night.

them……

dragon?

After finally recovering from the negative emotions, Duran suddenly came to his senses: "What nonsense are you talking about? Where are you going to find them? Hrudaset has long since ceased to exist."

"Do not you trust me?"

No, if you really want to talk about it, Duran doesn't really believe the news announced by the outside world.I'm afraid most people thought this way at the beginning, but as time went by, there was no trace of the Dragon Clan anywhere.Even if there is, it is false.After the Dragon Slaying Battle, many people have been to Hrudaset, which is already an empty island.So the world, including himself, acquiesced in the disappearance of the dragon clan as a fact.

If the dragon clan still exists in this world, why did they summon him in the first place, and why did they give him the dragon eggs?Duran felt that he was really sad. Not to mention being a servant of the Dragon Clan for so many years, he still had to think hard to guess their motives and purposes.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Even on the premise that he trusted Loren with all his heart, it would be completely unreasonable to assume that the Dragon Clan never disappeared, but went to a place where no one could find it... The Dragon Clan would not be so magnanimous.Now the mainland is calm and there is no turmoil. Are they willing to write off the war from now on?

After a thousand turns, Dulan's words stuck in his throat, and he opened his lips several times, but he couldn't spit it out smoothly.Did he not believe what Loren said?Of course not, but he didn't know how to express his concern.

"I'll be leaving soon..." Loren let go of Duran, and took his left hand instead, with a solemn expression as if swearing, "Please don't feel sad, no matter what the reason is. I won't leave too soon A long time, I think, maybe a year or two, and then come back here."

Duran nodded.

Up to now, all I can do is to let Loren walk away from him step by step with a calm and powerless gaze...

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"Brother seems to be acting a little weird lately."

John followed behind Duran, flapping his dark red wings hard, from the end of the corridor to the other end.The sound of Duran's footsteps echoed in the air. Once the little red dragon stopped talking, the boring sound would continue to repeat, as if it would never stop.

Duran went around the corridors on the second and third floors several times, walking from upstairs to downstairs, until John was tired from flying.

"That..." The person in front seemed to be unconscious, which made John's heart a little creepy, and he took a breath quietly, "Actually, you are also weird... Mommy, you..."

"Did something happen to you and your brother?"

John's words played a role.Dulan's figure paused, but he ignored the chasing little guy, still walking with his head down in a trance.He didn't want to use this to lose weight, or to be bored, but simply felt unhappy and hoped to find an outlet to vent.

"What's the matter?"

"Mommy, why are you walking so fast! Don't you want me?"

"Did he make you unhappy?"

"If you don't say anything, you're acquiescing. Then I'll help you fix it, hmph, this is my strong point...it hurts!"

The person in front stopped suddenly.So John bumped into it head-on, covered his nose with his paws and cried tearfully, "Wow--dear Mommy!! Can you say hello first next time!"

Duran was confused by its ramblings and didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and seeing how pitiful it was with its moist eyes, he sighed and looked at the series of questions squarely. "No, don't think about it, Loren just grew up. Anyway..." Duran was suddenly at a loss for a few seconds, and soon returned to normal, "Well, you will be like him in the future."

"How are you with him?" John tilted his head, "You're a bit out of line, Mommy. Besides, how can I be like him, even though he is the big brother, I will definitely be much better than him in the future !” In a tone full of ambition.

"You just need to bump your nose a little less. Let me take it easy, it sucks."

Duran smiled, but helplessness was faintly visible in his expression.

Seeing this, John couldn't help grinning triumphantly, happy to find that his little trick had succeeded again.Although it is true that it prefers to do bad things, for example, messing with Loren, this is its hobby for a long time.It's a pity that Loren became somewhat smarter later, and it was difficult to trick him again.But it's okay to find ways to make Mommy happy every once in a while.

As for the reason?John turned his head and immediately thought of a wonderful reason.Who told Mommy to look so sad when she really doesn't look so pretty when she smiles...

The author has something to say: after another 3 or 4 chapters, the volume is almost over.make a fist!

chapternineteen calm

It was a normal day, and it was hard to tell from the color of the sky whether it was morning or afternoon.Loren said goodbye to them, tiptoed to kiss Duran's face, and gave him a deep look.

John already knew that Loren was going out. In its eyes, it was just a period of time, and it was no big deal.It really thought so, and used these words to comfort Duran, but it didn't understand why Mommy's mood still didn't improve.It had a rare hug with Loren, in fact, it was the latter who took the initiative, and it was just pushing the boat along.The amber round eyes looked at Loren, and they found a slightly familiar shadow in each other's body.

"How long are you going?"

Loren looked down at his nominal younger brother, and raised his lips slightly: "It won't be long, don't worry."

"What!" John curled his lips, "Forget it, remember to bring me something delicious and fun." He seemed a little ready to move, and looked up at Duran's chin, "Actually, otherwise, I'll be in charge of monitoring Big Brother~"

"You?" Duran stopped back politely, and pulled the corners of his mouth mockingly, "I don't even look at how big or small you are. You don't even know how to mimic, and you're still bragging. I'm afraid you will be caught on the road." Let people be trampled into lentils."

"Mommy..."

John was slightly sad and drew out his childish voice. How can it be compared with lentils?

Before it could utter a long speech to refute, Loren had already waved goodbye to them.God, it lost an important partner.John suddenly felt lonely and lonely, clicked his tongue, and became depressed for a while.

In contrast, perhaps due to his mental preparation, Dulan looked calm and composed, quietly watching the figure go away.

When Loren left the fog barrier, the sky became brighter in an instant. The long-lost sun broke away from the cover of the thick clouds, and the vibrant golden light shone on the land of grass.The warm sunshine should make people involuntarily happy, but at this moment, Dulan has never felt such a chill throughout his body.The fingertips seemed to be soaked in cold water, and the blood almost froze.

It wasn't until the barrier was automatically repaired, the invisible figure in front of him completely disappeared, and the gray on his head fell again, covering the overly hot sun, that Dulan felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

"Are you sad, Mommy?" John asked.

"It's not that bad." Duran shrugged and smiled perfunctorily, "This is the path Loren chose. As a guardian, my obligation only ends here, but I have no more rights. No matter what he does Anything, I'm sure he can do well; so I don't feel bad."

"Oh." John had nothing to say.

After a while, the frozen atmosphere forced it to speak again: "Really? Your eyes can hardly be opened."

"That's because I'm sleepy." Duran turned and walked back to the castle, "Now I'm going to sleep."

With a whimper, John forgot the question just now, and flew over with his wings: "I'm going too~" followed Duran's footsteps with a shy face, and then walked through the gate and the deserted courtyard one by one, and returned to the lonely Among the castle.

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Their way of life is not much different from before.Subtle changes at best, John wasn't messing around so much.Thinking about the reason, probably because without Loren, it also