"Susanna, Susanna..." The little dragon called his name and kept throwing Gris to the ground, having a lot of fun. The emotional fluctuations it caused were simple, and even Lenafei didn't need to translate, she could feel the joy of the little dragon from this emotion.

After being trapped in the dragon egg for more than two hundred years, Susanna can feel happy no matter what she does. This pure emotion is easy to infect people. Although she is constantly pounced, Gris is not angry at all. Instead, she actively plays this game of being constantly pounced with her under Susanna's infection. This is a magical change for Gris, who never takes the initiative to do anything.

Feeling the happiness of the child, Lenafei's jealousy had long disappeared, as long as Susanna was happy.

At this moment, Alex's consciousness crossed the distant space and touched the imprint deep in Gris' soul. At this moment, it was the 27th day when Alex was poisoned and stunned. In the evening, it happened that Alex woke up and looked out the window and muttered Gris's moment.

Grist, who was dodging Susanna's attack from time to time, stopped his figure and turned to look towards the capital of the Frederick Empire. After calming down, Alex's summoning suddenly became clearer. This was the contract forcibly established the soul connection between the master and the summoned creature. No matter how far apart they were, they could connect each other's souls.

Unfortunately, Alex is not an authentic necromancer and is seriously injured. Otherwise, he would know how to sense Gris' position, and then he could summon him back with a summoning technique.

As soon as Gris stopped, he was immediately knocked to the ground by the young dragon. However, the innocent Susanna could easily sense Gris's emotional changes, and she got up from him for no reason, tilted her head and looked at him.

After sending a soothing soul wave to the young dragon, Gris turned to Lenafe, and the flames burned one by one: "Lenafe..."

Before he finished speaking, Lenafei glared at the long eye and said angrily: "Little guy, you should call me the noble Lord Lenafei." He is a noble dragon, how could a little skeleton call him a name? It's so rude. Lenafei was very angry. If this little skeleton had just awakened his child, Lenafei would have taught him a lesson.

The words "prestige" popped up in front of the burning three words "Lenafe", and "Grand" popped up behind them. Gris is really not wasted any magic.

"Grand Lord Lenafe, can I leave here now?" After Gris released this passage, he felt a little strange. He had always spoken in this tone.

"No, you can't leave. Who can help me translate the child's words when you leave?" Lenafe did not intend to give Gris freedom, and refused without hesitation.

If it were normal, after the powerful Red Dragon refused, Gris would not fight for his character, but Alex's situation seems to be very bad now, and Alex's life and death are the key to whether he can stay in this world, so Gris had to fight for it.

"But the master..." Gris explained his situation to Lenafe with difficulty.

"You mean if your master dies, you have to return to the world of death?" Fortunately, Lenafe's understanding ability is still good, so it doesn't take Gris to get it.

Gris' head was like a rice-pecker.

Obviously, it would be difficult for Gris to be forcibly exiled to return to his original world and find someone who can write or speak and who can help her translate the child's soul fluctuations.

After thinking for a while, Lenafei reluctantly said: "Okay, let you go back and save your master first. By the way, where is your master now?"

"Imperial City."

Lenafi, who rarely goes out and even goes to the human world, knows where the Imperial City is? After Gris explained it well, he realized that even a fast horse would take three days and three nights to gallop, and the speed of an ungrateful undead war horse was still doubled if it was an ordinary horse.

In order to avoid the monster, the bones were thrown away. Now Gris doesn't even have the tools to transport. With his two feet alone, he may not be able to get out of the forest for more than ten days.

It was time for her child to come out of the egg. It was the time to cultivate feelings. Once Gris left, she could not communicate with her child. Even if Gris was back, it would be at least a few dozen days later. What if Gris didn't come back?

After a long time of confusion, Lenafei had to decide: "I'll send you back, let's go and go back quickly." At the speed of the dragon, one day was enough to fight back and forth between Yuanwang Forest and the Imperial City, and even have a comfortable sleep.

"I want to return to the ivy, Le... the noble Lord Lenafe, do you know where Ivy?" Without the ivy, I can't save Alex's life even if I go back.

"There is at the foot of the mountain. Let's go, go and go back quickly." As he said that, Lenafei stretched out his claws to catch Gris, and looked at the little bone dragon reluctantly.

Gris hurriedly turned to the little bone dragon and sent a message to keep it in place.

But how could the little bone dragon, who had just learned to argue with others, understand what "stay in place" means? The blue light-shining eye sockets stared at Gris, who was caught by his claws. His soul emitted two cheerful thoughts, and quickly pounced on it, hugging Lennuff's thighs tightly, hanging on it like a koala.

It seems that it cannot be left behind, and Lenafei is not very relieved. Susanna knows nothing, keeps it in the hole. If it accidentally falls into the deep ravine and breaks the bone, it will be troublesome.

But Lenafe naturally wouldn't let Susanna hang it on her legs like this, it would be too unsafe. She carefully bit the neck bone of the little bone and put it on her back.

But before she could turn her head, Susanna jumped down and pressed against Gris again, hanging herself on Lenafe's thigh. It doesn't matter where she hangs. What's important is to be able to lean on Gris. This little guy already regards Gris as his closest person and does not take Lenafe seriously at all. After all, if it is considered life form, Gris is truly his kind.

Lenafe glared at Gris jealously, and then felt embarrassed. According to the current situation, if Gris is continued to be caught in her hand, Susanna would definitely not be willing to go up to her back. It would be very dangerous to let it hang like this. If it falls down when it flies into the air, the undead will probably fall to death.

What should I do? Could it be that Gris would also go up to his back? Absolutely, how can his noble dragon clan let a humble little skeleton ride on his back?

Safety, shame, safety, shame... On one hand, it is a problem of face, and on the other hand, the safety of the child. After measuring the difficulty for a long time, Lenafei angrily threw Gris on his back. It is still the safety of the child that is important.
Chapter completed!