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"Why are you leaving?" Lother asked the same question when he returned to the dilapidated cabin.

Isolde looked at the golden bracelet that had just been handcuffed on his hand. After putting on the bracelet, Nozdormu was willing to let him temporarily leave his field of vision for a while. He smiled helplessly: "Nozdormu Ah, I love being coquettish too much."

Lother didn't expect such an answer at all, and was stunned for a moment.

Isolde continued: "But maybe in the eyes of others, he is selfish, brutal and domineering □ just for his own use."

Loser: "..."

Isolde smiled: "It seems that I accidentally said too much."

In the past, Nozdormu had always spoken to him in an unquestionable tone.

"Bubble, you are not allowed to play with Star!"

"No potted plants are allowed, it's so ugly, where is gold to look good."

"Only wear the clothes I give you."

"Bubble, you are mine, you can't talk to others!"

The young Nozdormu never doubted his authority, because Isolde was born as his little slave, his bubble.

Five-year-old Nozdormu never wanted to play with his younger brother Star, who was two years younger than himself. He felt that the birth of his younger brother made him never see his mother again. Make him extremely disgusted.

When he smashed the castle to pieces countless times, fought with the children of the evil dragon kindergarten, smashed the bridge of someone else's nose and accidentally injured the teacher who came to fight, the head maid at the time finally agreed to find him A rough-skinned little fellow.

At that time, Isolde had already been sold at a fixed price, but unexpectedly, he was temporarily dragged to the castle to make up the number, and he made a posture of choosing a concubine for Nozdormu to choose a young partner.

There was a large group of children standing in the hall, most of them were sent by slaves and children from poor families to be tossed by evil dragons, with vines all over their heads, furry animal ears, and flippers on their feet. All races are available.

Most of the people in the front row came prepared, and even prepared a part of self-introduction. Generally speaking, they introduced themselves as awesome and able to be beaten.

Isolde stood in the crowd, dazed.

A childish voice suddenly rang in my ears: "What about you, what are you going to do?"

Isolde glanced at this arrogant little bean secretly, and replied in a low voice: "I can blow bubbles."

Nozdormu's facial features faltered for a while, thinking for a while what kind of special ability this was.

He nodded and said, "Then you can be called Bubble."

Unknowingly, Isolde is honored to be the "childhood playmate" of the future Dragon Lord.

The people of the evil dragon clan are not very particular about it. Before going to bed at night, the two children soak in the hot spring naked.Isolde became happy when he touched the water. His long blond hair wetly stuck to his cheeks, and his face was flushed with bubbles. He said to Nozdormu, "Look at me."

Then the whole person was buried under the water surface, and after a while a string of bubbles popped out of the water. After the performance, he laughed and came out of the water, like a flexible little mermaid.

Nozdormu: Kind of dumb...but it looks like fun.

"I will too." He also dived into the bottom of the water, and then choked on the water without any surprise.

Before meeting Isolde, in Nozdormu's eyes, there were three types of races of the same age. The first type was those who were not interested, such as his younger brother Star; The third type is edible.Note: The third type can include the above two types in emergency situations.

Isolde was a new and unknown type, and at first Nozdormu confidently classified him as a "personal property."

The friendship between the two is developing strangely and wonderfully. With long platinum-blond hair like a waterfall, and sly green eyes like a cat, they are soft when hugged when sleeping. Except for the extra fragility, Nozdormu is very satisfied with this little toy. Companion, until he finds out that this possession is not obedient, and he will refuse it.

Compared with Nozdormu who was forced to go to the Dragon Kindergarten every day, Isolde's life after living in the Dragon Castle can be said to be in heaven.Except for getting up early on school days to see Nozdormu, the rest of the time is spent sleeping, eating, drinking, and running wildly in the huge dragon castle.

Within a few days, almost all the servants and guards got to know the little playmate of the Dragon Prince—a golden creature that looked extremely fragile, and somehow managed to survive by Nozdormu's side.

Nozdormu didn't hate going to school, but when he went back to his bedroom every day after school, he would feel a little uncomfortable when he saw a creature with sugar residue on the corner of his mouth and a happy face sleeping with his pillow in his arms.

He threw his schoolbag to his feet, squatted beside the bed, and poked Isolde's face with his index finger: "Sloth, slob, get up."

In his sleep, Isolde frowned, with a serious expression, and suddenly spit out a bubble, then stretched his brows, and continued to sleep contentedly.

Nozdormu was amused by this scene, and he continued to poke his face, but this time his voice was softer: "Get up."

"Pfft——" Isolde spit out a bubble with his eyes closed and a serious expression.

"Wake up." Continue poking.

"puff--"

"Wake up."

"puff--"

……

Martha, who hadn't become the head maid back then, stood at the door, fully appreciating the silly bubbling behavior of the rumored grumpy and cruel little evil dragon, she knocked on the door: "Cough... it's time for you to eat. "

Only then did Nozdormu regretfully stop, and gently shook Isolde awake.Isolde sat up in a daze and yawned: "Noz, you're back!"

Nozdormu helped him catch the next sentence in his mind: Dinner is ready.

Isolde: "Dinner is ready!"

Nozdormu: "..."

Nozdormu stood up, folded his hands in front of his chest, looked down at the bewildered Isolde from above, and said coldly, "From tomorrow onwards, you will accompany me to school."

Isolde, who didn't wake up: "Huh?"

"I allow you to sit next to me." The little overlord of the evil dragon kindergarten, who couldn't make good friends in the kindergarten all year round and could only occupy two seats, could not hide his complacency in his tone: "Help me carry my schoolbag, Meals, homework—"

Isolde interrupted him excitedly: "Can I go to school?"

"..." Nozdormu: "Of course, but the point is not—"

"I'm going to school too!" Isolde jumped off the bed and warmly gave Nozdormu a hug.

Nozdormu: Although it didn't achieve the goal...but it's a good feeling.

This good mood lasted until the day of school.Wearing a single-sided spectacles on his left eye, the gray-haired Evil Dragon Kindergarten principal squinted his eyes and glanced at Isolde, who was obediently standing in front of him, lowered his head and flipped through the documents and said slowly: "...the transfer students... Go to...um...little Duriel's class."

Miss Douriel is a gentle blue dragon who is currently the head teacher of Nozdormu's younger brother Star's class.Miss Dulier wore a light blue dress, stood at the door and waved to Isolde with a smile, and Isolde ran over happily, took Miss Duriel's hand and left.

Nozdormu stood on the spot, watching Isolde take the outsider's hand very consciously, and was successfully abducted. He turned his head angrily and said, "I don't agree!"

The director looked at him slowly through the lens: "I don't agree...then let little Ysera... come and tell me."

Ysera·Knopfleri (Ysera·Knopfleri), the most powerful dragon of the abyss today, the monarch of Candin City-the father of Nozdormu, and most importantly, he was also a child of the evil dragon kindergarten decades ago .

Nozdormu: ...

He could only shake his hands and walk away angrily.

The old director turned over a page of the document, smiled and said to himself: "Today at noon... let's drink fish soup."