Is It Really Okay to Cheat?
“Why are you here?” Brendel asked, feeling a little guilty. “Didn’t you go back to the tribe?”
Thankfully, the girl named Aloz just grunted coldly and didn’t rage and burn the place down. She replied with a frown, “I got the business done. I heard you did something amazing, so I came back to check on you, though I hardly expected to see such an obscene sight.”
“What obscene sight?” Brendel blanked.
“Ahem.” Amandina coughed violently behind him as if trying to hack her lungs out.
The little female dragon looked back and saw everyone staring at her in silence. She was very displeased. “What are you guys doing here? Can’t you see I’m talking to this guy? I don’t like to be watched like an animal, especially by humans. And the Buga Mage right there– what are you laughing at, are you not human?”
She humphed, “Get out, all of you!”
Though she looked like a loli, there was no dissonance between her tone and her appearance. Her arrogance felt natural, and especially when paired with her imposing golden eyes, she was intimidating.
She possessed a natural authority, and her aura made her seem even more entitled than a king.
“Since when did you have this habit?” Brendel was slightly startled; he remembered that the little female dragon didn’t use to have so many problems back in the forest.
But his idiotic question was only met with a vicious glare.
“I’ll leave this in your hands, Lord.” Amandina looked at her lord with some sympathy. She could not help but shake her head, and took her leave, leading the others out. And after her was Tulman, this great scholar was smiling oddly and unfazed by the little female dragon’s arrogance- probably because it was not the first time the Silver Folk had dealt with the Golden Folk, and he could bear with it.
Finally, the two SIlver Elves and Medissa bowed respectfully to Aloz and left the room.
Soon there was only Brendel and the little female dragon left in the room, and of course, Romaine who was deep asleep. The little female dragon poked her finger in the merchant lady’s soft face in an attempt to wake this creature up. But she was quickly defeated.
“Ugh, Brendel get your claws off me and let me sleep for a while,” Romaine mumbled in her sleep as she casually pushed Aloz’s hand away as if it was a mosquito.
Aloz however kept, poking Romaine’s face as if she had found a new toy and said, “You have such an interesting fiancee, just let her stay here.”
“Don’t treat people like toys without permission.” Brendel replied. Even though Aloz was a fellow female- no, a female dragon, he still got jealous. Little Romaine’s face is only for me to touch.
“I didn’t know you were so protective, you’re obviously a pervert.”
The little female dragon let go of Romaine and sat down beside Brendel. She gently picked up a grape from a crystal plate and peeled it carefully. Then she tossed it into Brandel’s mouth,
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