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108, one hundred and eight(1/2)

Calais felt that he was socially dead.

If he were given a chance to dig his claws into the ground at this moment, Galai felt that he could dig out a three-bedroom and two-living room in a matter of minutes, and then sink silently.

It could completely feel that gaze falling on itself, precise and sharp, shocking and mocking.

The next second, the woman's wild laughter resounded throughout the entire office, bringing with it a whole echo. Everyone looked at the president in astonishment as he laughed without restraint, and everyone looked shocked and confused.

With expressions of daring to speak, they secretly exchanged glances with each other.

What does this laughter mean?

Usually I can only glance at the president sitting at the front from a distance during general meetings. The most common thing I see of her is sitting upright and angrily pointing at the ministers in the front row who are taking the blame and scolding them one by one.

When he was in the mood to scold him, he would unceremoniously slap him with a whip. The magic was radiant and the breath of ice and snow drifted away. Everyone who was already shivering felt cold and cold. Everyone was so frightened that they didn't even dare to raise their heads, let alone anything else.

.

Has anyone seen the president like this?

While everyone was shocked, they were also a little worried about whether they, who had witnessed all this, would turn around and be silenced by the president.

"What are you laughing at?" Belair's friend murmured in a low voice. After all, the people in the War Academy didn't know the powerful president of the Magic Association very well, so they dared to say a few words: "Is it Anderson next to him?

His thunderbolt hairstyle is so funny?”

"How about pulling him down and letting the president of the Magic Association laugh at him? How shameless is he?" Belair said angrily: "Stop putting gold on his face."

——This is a bit sarcastic, but it is indeed the truth. Existences that are too humble are indeed not even qualified to be laughed at, because their shadows will not be in the eyes of those at high places, so naturally it is impossible for them to do so.

any emotional changes.

Ye Sewei was also confused. She looked at President Dorothea at a loss as she laughed so hard that tears almost came from the corners of her eyes. She was silent for a moment and silently handed over a tissue.

President Dorothea took it conveniently, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her laughter finally died down. She didn't seem to intend to expose anything, she just raised her eyebrows: "You are a good dragon."

Ye Sewei's eyes lit up, no matter who the person was, she praised her as a good person!

Her liking for the woman who was smiling inexplicably in front of her suddenly increased. She felt as if she wanted to take her cub out for a walk and show it off for the first time. She turned her head and saw that Galai was still maintaining the same posture as before.

, his face suddenly paused, and he raised his hand and patted Galai's back gently: "Galai, don't be shy, come on, come and meet your beautiful sister."

Galai:……

Did you know that this sister is about to live as long as a dragon? She will soon be called "ancestor"?

It’s already the age of magic, can anyone still tell your age by looking at your face?

Numb.

Ye Sewei doesn't care whether it's numb or not. In her eyes, Dorothea is the first person to praise her cub. She must show her dragon cub to the other person!

So Dorothea stared dumbfoundedly as Ye Sewei frowned, picked up the black dragon cub, and unhappily opened its wings, holding the black dragon in a show-off manner.

Turning around, he showed a bright smile: "Look! Isn't it cute?"

There was despair in Galai's numb eyes, and there was a touch of detachment in the despair. He was caught off guard and met Dorothea's eyes.

Dorothea no longer knows whether she should be shocked by the fact that the black dragon remained motionless throughout the whole process and that Ye Sewei was able to break open the dragon's wings with her bare hands, or by the embarrassing appearance of the black dragon being completely opened and defenselessly exposed in front of her at this moment.

Several complex emotions were intertwined, and Dorothea looked strange. It took her a long time to suppress the smile that came up.

"Wow~" She let out an exaggerated exclamation, and echoed in a high-pitched tone that she could hardly distinguish her emotions: "What a cute dragon cub~!"

Galai:……

Let it die, now, just fucking now!

Ye Sewei knew nothing about the turbulent atmosphere between Dorothea and Galai before. She was very satisfied with the other party's compliments. She patted Galai's head twice and invited her warmly: "Want to touch it? How does it feel?"

Very good!”

——This is just nonsense with open eyes. To be honest, the dragon cub is not a furry animal. It is not only uncomfortable to touch, but also a little prickly. But at this time, of course, this cannot be shown.

Dorothea was stunned.

The grudge between her and the black dragon has actually been going on for a long time. They have fought many times, but there has never been a winner. Of course, a large part of the reason why there is no winner is that the black dragon is too lazy.

She is willing to leave her lair and only wants to protect those valuable treasures. If she is allowed to fight freely, she will definitely not be her opponent.

In short, she recognized this point of it, and went to harass it many times when the promotion bottleneck was reached. She also used the opponent's lightning to temper some weapons. In order not to be resented afterwards, she took the initiative to bring several sacks of gold bars every time.

past.

It was also her suggestion to approach him about building the railway. Although there are many dragons in the Bone Abyss, none of them can defeat it. As long as this black dragon can agree, the matter will be stable. Of course, although I don't know why

Things will eventually turn out that way, but in short, her judgment is indeed correct.

And just like this, it was clear that he naturally stood in the chaotic evil camp, and his interaction with her probably stopped here. He might have to fight with her one day, but now he was lifted stiffly in front of her, and she

You can actually touch its head?

Is there anything more dramatic and exciting than this in the world?

Dorothea readily agreed, and she could no longer help laughing, so while waves of twitching smiles continued to escape from her lips, she raised her hand unceremoniously and placed it on Galai's head.

Bundle.

It's not that Galai didn't resist, he swore he tried hard.

The moment the silver-haired woman raised her hand, it let out a low and angry dragon roar, and even slowly revealed a mouth of sharp and cruel teeth, and looked at the other person with warning eyes.

However, the next second, it was patted on the head: "Be good."

Jialai froze and bared his teeth, watching helplessly as the hand kept getting closer to him, magnifying it so much that he could even see the palm prints clearly.

Then, its head was touched.

was touched

Touched.

.

Jialai felt wronged and wanted to cry. Jialai closed his eyes in despair.

The suffocating conversation continues:

"It feels really good. How big is this dragon? What's its name?"

"It has just broken out of its shell, and its name is Galai."

"Oh~ that's a good name. Can you fly? How high can you fly? What do you usually eat? Do you need to go for a walk from time to time?"

"Hey, thank you for the compliment, President. I can already fly. I can fly very high. I usually eat enough. I haven't had time to walk recently. I will definitely go out and have fun when I have time."

Galai:……

From now on, be a cute dragon cub, act cute, pretend to be stupid, and earn a living.

From now on, forget the past and glory, it has an owner who is professional and hard to guard against.

The torturous display stage of Linglong has finally passed. Jialai, who was placed on his shoulders again, was so heartbroken that he didn't even bother to cover it up. He was completely like a broken pot. You love to look at it and smile at it. After this time

, Jialai has taken a dim view of Long Sheng, facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming.

After Dorothea felt refreshed and laughed enough, she finally returned to her usual self amid everyone's confusion and dumbfounded reaction to the interaction between the two people.

Dorothea was obviously in a good mood because she touched Galai just now. She glanced at Ye Sewei: "So, it was it that damaged the magic circuit of the magic tower?"

Ye Sewei didn't dare to say no, nor did she want to say yes, so she could only pretend to smile.

"It's not a big deal. You just have to pay for the damage caused." Dorothea didn't take it seriously, waved her hand, and suddenly realized something.

She paused and looked at Ye Sewei again.

It was only then that she suddenly realized that the familiarity brought to her by the slightly familiar girl in front of her was not just the black dragon on her shoulders.

In the meeting some time ago, a group of them stared at the magic image of her reloading the ammunition and directly penetrating the magic shield with another blow for a long time. How could they not recognize this face and the one on the magic image?

Is Zhang exactly the same?

She was extremely sure that the girl did not have this dragon when she saw the image. In other words, she only got this dragon recently, and it was obvious that the girl named Ye Sewei was not interested in the dragon on her shoulder.

I have no idea how powerful and terrifying the black dragon is.

Dorothea was very curious about how she got Galai. Of course she knew how difficult it was to tame a dragon, let alone an ancient dragon of Galai's level. And it was obvious that Ye Sewei was completely suppressed.

He has completely mastered Galai.

First, he created an unheard-of destructive weapon like the Yemir Gun, and then directly tamed the ancient dragon without any fuss, and even sealed it into such a juvenile state. Dorothea looked at Ye Sewei with a more probing look.

This stand-in goddess, who was born in the Golden Temple of Hexidich and is said to have been trained by the Yedlai family, one of the three great families, what secrets does she have hidden in her body?

For a moment, Dorothea even wondered whether Ye Sewei's origin was a conspiracy by Hexi Diche.

She stared at Ye Sewei carefully for a while, and then suddenly said: "The compensation will be deducted from your salary. When I was your age, I also spent money without restraint."

Ye Sewei was stunned: "Salary? What salary?"

"Starting from the sixth level magician, the Magic Association will issue an additional salary subsidy." Dorothea frowned slightly: "Don't you know?"

"——Mr. President, you don't know something." A voice suddenly rang.

The blue-haired young master of the Turner family, who had been ignored for a long time, used magic to smooth his hair at some point and restored his previous neat style. The marks on his face were also much lighter. He maintained his saluting posture.
To be continued...
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