Chapter 268: How old do you think I am?
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Iger looked at the broken soul in his hand with emotion: "It's really where we don't meet in life... Thompson?"
"Wait, Iger, listen to me... I've already fallen to this point... I'm dead..." Voldemort's faint thoughts came out from Iger's hand: "I think we can communicate well..."
"Amuhic" Iger swallowed the broken soul in his hand and burped lightly.
Voldemort, pawn...
"Does Iger like to devour souls?" Frosserpina looked at Iger curiously and asked.
"Uh... No, no, it's just that this guy is my enemy..." Iger explained with a dry smile.
He was really afraid that he would say he liked it, and then hula a large group of demons to the human world to get his soul...
Then you will be a sinner...
A large group of devils were chatting around Iger and talking about something, and some even wanted to marry a baby...
Of course, the doll in their mouth is estimated to be at least one or two hundred years old...
But in the end, the group of people were sent away by Frossebina, who was eager to protect the child. The reason was that Iger had just returned home and needed a good rest for two days...
Frosserpina was very unhappy.
Did you miss my baby son as soon as he came back?
Want to eat fart?
Lived in the castle for three days in a row, the huge castle covers an area not smaller than Hogwarts at all, or even bigger.
Iger also found that in fact, it is not all the couples who have the final say in the castle. In fact, most of the time, it is the group of succubus little maids next to Frossebina who make the decisions.
For example, the night before, Iger habitually went to the kitchen before going to bed and wanted to get some snacks, and happened to meet a succubus little maid sitting on the steps of the corridor reading a book.
The little maid rushed up at that time, surrounded Iger and asked questions, as attentive as a house elf...
In the end, Iger said that he was going to get some food himself, and he didn't need others to give it to him. He still liked the feeling when he was getting food by himself...
Then, without saying a word, the little maid brought a large group of succubus and transformed the next door of Iger's room into a kitchen...
Iger: "..."
it's awesome...
These maids are still very strong in life...
There are even some things that the Mammon couple can't change their attention.
Every time they saw Iger, the little maids would be extra eager, and they would ask around Iger.
What do you want to eat, sir?
Master, do you want to eat... me?
What do you want to play, Master?
Master, do you want to play... me?
There is quite a stance that will not give up until Iger is brought to Gilbang...
For example, Iger watched a certain maid in black silk whistle subconsciously...
Then the second day in the castle was all black silk...
Coupled with the natural good figure and charm attributes of the succubus family, Iger almost lost his temper...
Another example is that Iger left all the pets at home before going to the underworld. When he was bored, he found the little maid and asked if there were any small animals at home...
That lady maid took Iger directly to a Disapparation, which was smoother than Iger...
Then the two appeared in a giant dragon's nest in a crater...
Inside the dragon's nest is a black dragon lying in the nest. Roughly speaking, the black dragon is about 100 meters long...
It's about eight or nine times the size of the Fire Dragon of the Human World...
Iger: "..."
Absolutely can't beat it!
Iger can defeat eight or nine fire dragons at the same time, but he will definitely not be able to defeat a fire dragon with the size of eight or nine fire dragons...
It's not a question of one plus one equals two, okay?
Looking at the giant black dragon in front of him tremblingly, Iger felt a little blind.
"Would you like to give your child to our young master?" The little maid looked at the black dragon in front of her calmly.
Iger: "!!!"
damn…
Girl, are you actually here to take me to death?
The black dragon's bright purple eyes glanced at the maid calmly, and finally set his eyes on Iger, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes...
Did you really think about it?
Iger's mouth twitched for a moment, and he couldn't help laughing dryly.
For a long time, the black dragon nodded slightly, slowly got up, grabbed a calf-sized black dragon cub from the crater behind him, and gently pushed it in front of Iger.
"It agrees, young master." The little maid turned her head and looked at Iger calmly.
I see it...
Iger feels so tired...
"Thank you..." Bowing slightly towards the black dragon, Iger sincerely thanked him.
After all, the other party gave him his own child...
"You're welcome..." The black dragon's mouth moved slightly, and the low voice reached Iger's ear.
"Eh? Can you talk?" Iger laughed dryly.
even talking...
"My name is Iger, Iger Morriss..."
"Aurora Jeter."
"I'm really bothering you..." Iger said with a dry smile.
"It doesn't matter." Aurora closed her eyes and stopped talking, indicating that the two of Iger can leave...
On the other side, the succubus little maid had already grabbed the horn of the little black dragon, put one hand on Iger's arm, and disappeared with a snap of Iger...
"That...if there is a next time...let's do something like this again, can we be more polite?" Iger looked at the little maid beside him and asked awkwardly.
"I'm being polite..." The little maid looked at Iger with a slightly aggrieved look.
Iger: "???"
Is there? Why did not I see?
"I asked it, give the child to the young master, okay?" The little maid immediately explained with a serious expression: "I asked her, okay? Look, I asked her for her opinion!"
Iger: "???"
Is that how you ask people for their opinions?
Is it like this?
And what does this have to do with politeness?
Glancing at the black baby dragon beside him, Iger had a headache: "How should this thing be raised?"
"Leave it to us!" The little maid vowed to pat the shameful pair on her chest...
Iger's eyelids jumped, it's because of you that I'm worried...
Once upon a time, Iger always felt that he was the most inconspicuous person in the world...
Doing things depends on your preferences, dare to think and do anything...
Only now did Iger discover that...
I'm still too naive...
"Is this the dragon of hell?"
No longer bothering about what happened just now, Iger focused on the little dragon he just brought back: "What dragon is this?"
"Dragon oh" The little maid was very calm.
"Is that... um... the race that ranks second in hell?" Iger swallowed.
"That's right..." The little maid reached out and pulled out a large chunk of unknown meat from the void and threw it in front of the little black dragon: "Eat it"
Iger: "..."
"Young master, you still don't understand hell The little maid shook her head slightly: "In hell, you are the creator, any adult devil can easily make a devastating blow to other races, and There are hundreds of such people in hell. "
"Is there such a big gap between strength and weakness?" Iger was a little puzzled: "The black dragon just now... looks strong no matter what..."
"Master, when you were three hundred years old, it was enough to kill it with one hand." The little maid smiled.
Iger: "..."
Calculate the speed of your own growth... It seems to be the same?
The little maid leaned over her head and put her delicate face in front of Iger: "Master, how old do you think I am this year?"
Iger pondered for two seconds: "Um...35D?"
Little Maid: "..."