The evil demon king in the puppy stage grabs my little biscuits

"That's a genuine pure-blooded young dragon!" Standing by the desk, Charité looked at Hobson who was quietly flipping through the book: "Teacher, don't miss this opportunity. This is a sharp weapon bestowed on us by the gods."

Hobson turned another page of the book, his index finger quickly scanned each row of curse marks from top to bottom, but he still couldn't find the Vera state that appeared on the elf, which was really weird.

Xia Lite never dared to disturb Hobson's reading, but at this moment, he was like an ant on a hot pot, all his thoughts were on the unowned young dragon.

It is no exaggeration to say that such an opportunity is once in a thousand years. He didn't understand why Hobson was so calm, and couldn't help but ask again: "Do you not want to be stained with the blood of the elves? If so, I can do it for you tonight." You clear those two obstacles, and if you think so, please close the book."

A moment of silence.

Hobson turned to the next page, continued to search for the next level of witchcraft spells, and did not close the book.

Charlotte could see that the teacher really didn't want to discuss the matter, rather than being inconvenient, so he took a step back, restrained his anxiety, and waited for Hobson to finish the task at hand.

This wait is an hour and a half.

Charlotte felt that half a century had passed.

He even swallowed deliberately, trying to let Hobson feel the anxiety in his heart.

Finally, he saw Hobson take a deep breath, frown tightly, and slowly lean back on the back of the chair.

Xia Lite took a step closer, clasped her hands, and waited anxiously.

"Don't meddle in this matter," Hobson said in a deep voice, "The old man has his own measure."

Xia Lite said anxiously: "I know that you have always been cautious, but this time the situation is different. It is a young dragon, teacher!"

Hobson turned his head and looked up at him: "What are you worrying about? Isn't that young dragon in my manor at the moment?"

"It's in the hands of two ten-year-old elves!" Xia Lite emphasized: "Why do you pamper two harmless elves so much?"

Hobson chuckled: "Since there is no threat, why are you nervous?"

Xia Lite immediately complained with a ferocious expression: "Those two elves guarded the young dragon, not even allowing the servants to touch it! You are trying so hard to get them to hand over the young dragon and leave obediently. Isn't that too conniving?"

"Then what do you want to do?" Hobson stared at Charlotte with his deeply sunken eyes like a falcon: "Just kill those two elves?"

Xia Lite's expression turned serious: "It is worthwhile to be radical about some things, teacher, what they are holding in their hands is the sharpest weapon in the world!"

Hobson looked at him: "Have you ever wondered where the two 'non-threatening' elves got the young dragons? Have you ever wondered if the forces behind them are enough for us to deal with?"

Xia Lite froze for a moment, and rolled her eyes: "Then what do you mean..."

Hobson snorted coldly: "The old man planned to let them go, and then follow them secretly to see where their destination is. If it is the Black Forest, there is nothing to worry about. Wait until they leave Yorvia before attacking them. It is enough to be on the territory of other people, I am afraid that they are Xuelu's subordinates."

Xia Lite calmed down after hearing the words, thought for a long time, and whispered: "Then what should we do now?"

Hobson breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "The old man plans to give the older elf a chance to escape first, and see where he wants to go for help. I have to keep the young blond elf for a while, and look at him. What kind of secret is there?"

The anxiety on Xia Lite's face was gone at this moment, and she flattered softly: "The teacher is still thoughtful."

Hobson gave him a sideways glance, and reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Opportunities are often accompanied by risks. The more pies in the sky, the more patient you have to find the person who threw the pies, and you have to see the opponents around you clearly. Think again about the timing of your shot.”

Xia Lite lowered her head in shame and responded: "The teacher taught me that."

DiCarlo worked until midnight, and finally cut a small hole in the wall, but the wall was too thick to get a glimpse of the outside world, and it took time to make the hole bigger.

Shino lay on the bed in a daze for a while, turned his head to look at the cub sleeping in a ball facing the corner, and couldn't help chuckling.

Yesterday, before going to bed, I fed the cub another bowl of milk. It was full and full, and I rubbed its belly for a long time without spitting up milk.

When it was time to get sleepy, the cub left Shino's embrace on its chubby legs, and groped around the room for a long time, trying to get into the cabinet for a while, and then under the bed for a while, and it didn't move after a while.

Hino tiptoedly lay on the edge of the bed and looked down at the bottom of the bed, and found that the cub was fast asleep on its back with its belly turned.

This dragon cub is very insecure.

Or maybe it was because Hino was unhappy because he didn't touch its dragon horn.

DeCaro is right, you can't give affection to a cub.

Hino just wants to get out of here with the cub, hire someone who can do it, and end everything.

He didn't want to touch the cub's small dragon horns, not because he was afraid of being hunted down by the cub, but because he didn't want the cub to regard him as someone he could trust and rely on.

The simple assassination relationship was already cold enough, he didn't want to have another layer of deceitful relationship with this cub.

In the middle of the night, Xinuo suddenly felt tight in his chest and couldn't breathe.

Woke up frowning, and found that the cub was lying on his back with a cheese stick in his arms, with the toes of his two little feet overlapping, swinging and swaying, sucking the milk stick leisurely.

The cub was still used to lying in his arms to eat, so when he was hungry, he got out of the bed and used Shino's arms as a dining chair.

With the cub's height, it was "real" enough to wake Xino alive, but he didn't move the cub aside, and just lay there quietly.

The cub became sleepy again soon after, rolled away from Shino's arms, hid the licked soft cheese stick under the quilt of Shino, jumped out of the bed, and got under the bed.

Hino thought it was asleep again, but soon after, the cub climbed onto the bed again, bounced around beside Hino, and finally ran to the corner of the bed to face the wall, rolled into an egg shape, and entered the bed. Dreamland.

The cub seemed to want to sleep near him, but he was afraid of something, so he chose such an eye-catching camouflage method and hid in a corner to sleep. It was a very life-saving cub.

This young dragon unexpectedly trusts Xinuo very much, perhaps because Xinuo was the first to feed it biscuits and the first to press it into the milk basin just after it had been hungry for more than ten days.

This trust is mixed with confusion, the cub's small head is not enough to understand why Shino will send it an energy beam that can damage the big tree.

It is very afraid of Hino, but it wants to be fed, its belly rubbed, it wants to go back to the old life when it was praised for being good, it wants to see the gentle eyes that look at it with love.

Hino didn't have such gentle eyes, his eyes were eyes that the cubs couldn't understand yet.

No matter what kind of cub it is, before learning to speak, it has an intuition to judge danger through eyes, which is a talent unique to cubs.

Hino has eyes that make the cub want to hide under the bed, but he will nurse and rub the cub.

So, the cub regarded Shino's eyes and hands as different people, and it wanted to stay near Shino's hand.

Hino looked at the "egg" in the corner. After a while, he stood up, took out the sacred stone from his arms, and concentrated on feeling the spiritual connection with the sacred stone.

Strangely, Hino could actually feel the energy of the God Stone increase.

After activating the time-reversal magic circle, the energy of the Divine Stone became very weak, and Hino even suspected that it failed because the energy was exhausted, but at this moment, he felt that the energy of the Divine Stone had picked up slightly.

What can I do to recover the energy of the God Stone?

Hino carefully recalled the words of the high priest of the blue night——

"The Divine Stone chose you, which means that you have a compatible will with the Divine Stone, Hino, when you release your perfect self, the Divine Stone will merge with you, and you can fully control the power of the Divine Stone, which is also your true power .”

perfect self...

This sentence confuses Hino and also makes him panic.

No one knows that Hino is actually a very bad elf, just pretending to be a passable ordinary elf.

The real him, more unscrupulous than Di Carlo, deserves to be expelled from the Black Forest a hundred times.

How can Shenshi think he is perfect?

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and it was a servant who brought breakfast.

DiCarlo, who was busy digging holes until midnight, was woken up, got up and walked to the dining table in a daze.

After Xino woke up, the cub nestled in the corner was still soundly asleep. He was just about to reach out and hug the cub to feed him breakfast, but suddenly remembered that this little guy was untouchable when he fell asleep restlessly.

Had to bring breakfast milk and wake up the cubs with the scent.

Smelling the scent, the balled cubs stretched out, and although they were still balls, limbs and tails appeared.

Probably not waking up yet, the cub closed its eyes and landed on its hands and feet, followed the scent of milk with difficulty, crawled to the side of the milk basin, collapsed on the bed, facing the direction of the milk basin, and began to sip and sip from the air. suckling.

This should be waking up, right?

Hino tried to poke the cub's cheek with the dining spoon, but the spoon was not broken, so he picked up a bunch of cubs and sat down at the dining table with courage.

DiCarlo leaned on the dining table with his elbows, propped his cheeks with one hand, watched Hino carefully tie the bib on the cub, and smiled: "Why are you so kind to this cub?"

Xinuo, who couldn't find the cub's neck, could only tie the bib tighter, and replied calmly: "Can't let it eat breakfast by itself? Its arm length can't reach the table."

In fact, for the cubs, Hino's care is end-of-life care.

Di Carlo felt that the matter was not simple. He narrowed his eyes and clicked his mouth: "I think you are just like other elves who worship dragons. We elves should supervise the behavior of dragons instead of blindly worshiping their power."

"I don't worship dragons." Hino muttered, "I have only worshiped one hero since I was a child. He is the third strongest archer in the history of our elves who has awakened the power of light. I think he is better than dragons." Even more powerful."

When Di Carlo heard this, he was not convinced: "Aren't I the strongest archer?"

Hino squinted at Di Carlo with a look of disgust.

There is only one strongest archer in the history of the elves, and that is the hero in Hino's heart-Baimo Huo Sen.