Fake hair balls as undercover

It is not uncommon for Dre to arrange a bedroom similar to the castle in Yegui, just like the castles exactly the same as Hotekella and Sensai. The dragon's preference is long-lasting and stubborn, and Al has long been deeply aware of it.

He suddenly thought of the crown delivered to the jeweler, thinking about whether to talk about the matter that Dre helped him give to Noka later, after all, in his arrangement, he might not be able to stay with the black crown for a long time. Cub.

Dre, who was walking in the front, became brisk in his footsteps, and only when he opened the bedroom hatch did he find that Al had stopped in the living room.

"what happened?"

Al only planned to chat with Drey on the sofa outside the bedroom, but he didn't expect the other party to walk forward. The big bed that looked so familiar gave Al the feeling that it was separated by centuries .

His dislike of Drey turned into his childish denunciation, and he suddenly recalled Ayrin's words: Do you know your followers, Al?

Their acquaintance was a misunderstanding under deceit. He concealed his identity as a rare beast, and Dre also did the same.

What a dragon should look like, but Al couldn't get a clear impression.

Because Noka was young, he looked confused and cute. He often showed a kind of innate domineering, but he was able to learn a lot of things quickly. He understood Al's rejection and teaching. When he was a cub, he Has many traits similar to Dre.

But Noka is completely different from Dre.

Al stood outside Dre's bedroom, staring at the person in front of him, and asked, "...Dre, do you just like my fluffy look?"

He didn't know his followers, not even Dre in the first place, and the only thing he recognized was Dre's extraordinary obsession with stuffed creatures, so persistent that he would call him a follower of Tumenti.

Dre was completely stunned when he heard this sentence. He has never concealed his love for Al's beastly form, and even tried his best to stroke the fluff of that body. Said: "If I say yes, will you change into a beast and let me touch it?"

The rejection and guard in Al's eyes made Dre several times more satisfied than the frustration on his face.

Dre couldn't help laughing out loud, with regret in his words, "Al, I like your high spirits and fighting spirit, not depression."

He took half a step forward and said, "I like you, just like you like Xiangguo. Whether you are fluffy or human, you are my favorite Al."

Drey, who had already made up his mind to bribe Al with his private possession of xiangguo, continued to walk into the bedroom after saying this. He set up a small fresh-keeping cabinet next to the bed, which was full of xiangguo, and occasionally Pull out and practice your skinning skills when you can't sleep.

To be honest, Xiangguo has no obvious sweet smell, but because Al likes it, Dre thinks it is the most beautiful fruit before going to bed in the world.

He could feel Al following behind, keeping a fixed distance, and heard Al's light sigh when Dre opened the door of the fresh-keeping cabinet.

"I might not be a good Tumenti." Al's troubles were hard to find Ayrin to talk about, he couldn't show his fragility in front of those in power who were full of expectations and unspeakable guilt for him.

And Dre, from the very beginning, has witnessed Al's most embarrassing moment. It seems that it was his shameful pet career in the past, which allowed Al to say such words easily.

Before Drey's expected answer, a fragrant fruit appeared in front of his eyes.

Fresh and fragrant, it was delivered to his eyes.

Drey smiled and watched Al take Xiangguo, and said, "Tell me, what have you always wanted to do?"

Al, who was holding the fragrant fruit, lowered his eyes and replied, "Help the weak and rare beasts to be free."

"What have you been doing?" Drey leaned against the desk, slowly peeled off the peel, and continued to ask.

They seemed to be playing a question-and-answer game. Al watched the bony hands peel off the peel layer by layer, and began to clean the tendons patiently.

Dre's eyes fell on Al, who was still staring at Dre's hands intently just now, glanced at those black eyes, and said, "Rescue."

"Rescue." Dre repeated the word, took the fragrant fruit held by Al, and then stuffed the processed fragrant fruit pulp into his hand, "Al, in my opinion, this is enough I don't know what is good in Tumonti's standard, but I think you are good enough."

The pimento pulp in Al's palm was much better than Moss's. He didn't wait to eat it, but watched Dre continue to peel the next one tirelessly, as if Dre was used to it.

"In my heart, a good Tumonte should be like Aya, or should be like Aya once." Both Aylin and Aisuo refused to recall Aya with him. Al, who played with him, worshiped the titular elder brother when he saw Aiya.

He walked out of Seablue Star and learned how to deal with Aiya, but he would never learn Aya's ability.

"However, he's too extreme." Drey looked at Al holding the fragrant fruit but didn't move his mouth, so he had to eat himself just peeled off from his hand, "I don't like Tumenti who only solves problems by killing , he may have the wisdom and bravery you mentioned, but the kindness he lacks is more important than these."

"Can kindness build a country?"

"What?" Drey stood up almost in shock, frightened by Al's sudden words, Xiangguo couldn't even eat it.

This was an aimless communication, and Al didn't need to hide his followers. He said: "I want to give all the rare beasts a home. However, only legal countries can do this."

Drey, who has always regarded the throne as a poisonous snake, felt the reincarnation of heaven at this moment. He tried every means to evade the responsibility that Mankohes wanted to transfer to him, but he did not expect that it would be proposed by Al.

He had so many twists and turns in his mind that he wanted to turn on the communicator and ask all the insiders of the royal family if anyone had leaked the news and set him up secretly, but he had to be defeated by Al's firm eyes.

Drey put down the fragrant fruit in his hand in embarrassment, and said, "If this is your wish, I can help you realize it."

Let the little lion abdicate, it is estimated that Du Bo III will be so happy that he will scream in the imperial city for a day and a night.

However, he didn't expect that Al's response to him was not a surprise.

"Dre, it's not like this!" Al's tone was annoyed at himself, and his words were full of rejection and disapproval, "I just need your advice, I want to get effective knowledge from you, I didn't ask for it You do it all by yourself!"

The anger in the amber eyes was like gems reflecting light in the sun. Al gently returned the xiangguo in his palm to Drey, but said in a very excited voice: "I admit my weakness and childishness, I would rather you Laughing at my thoughtless thoughts, pointing out the ridiculousness of rare beasts establishing a country, and I don’t want you to say that you will take care of everything!”

The bedroom returned to a brief silence, and Al said: "You are not Tumonti, I can't express my will directly from the soul, and I can't describe my thoughts with accurate words."

He stood up straight, his eyes full of firm determination for the future, he said: "Ayrin does not agree with the existence of a country composed of rare beasts, because its appearance may lead to more disasters, and I will be his next A successor, I hope to be able to come up with the perfect way to avoid risks until it is confirmed that this plan is effective and feasible."

"And I am not instructing you to execute immediately!"

Al finally understood the reason why Tumenti only recognized the same race as followers. The misunderstandings and conflicts that were easy to occur between words could never arise between those in power and their followers.

Followers can clearly know the intentions of those in power, just like Aiger once clearly realized that Ayrin did not want Tumonti to harm humans, which caused him to resist angrily and burn Sutbera with flames.

Drey was shocked by Al's fierce words. He had seen Al's decisive refusal, irritable bright claws, and angry rebuttals, and it was the first time he heard such clear words.

A long time ago, he hoped that Al could communicate with him face to face, but he never expected... Al would be so frank and impulsive.

Weak and naive, this kind of definition used on himself made Drey feel very distressed. He finally couldn't hold it back, and stroked Al's hair with his free palm.

He said, "Al, but I am your follower, and your wish is my wish."

Even if that wish is too illusory and unrealistic, he will do everything possible to realize it.