"holy son, you won't despise me, right?"
" i was a little weak in the past and became a saint king by sheer luck. "
"but after the king rat's will awakened, i more or less gained extra growth ..." he thought.
in a corner of the dream god's residence, the faceless rat king stretched out its neck and asked weakly.
its peripheral vision was always fixed on the little rabbit's ears.
if he said something wrong and caused the little rabbit's ears to tighten, it meant that there was killing intent.
if he didn't dodge in time, his face would definitely be scratched.
once his face was scratched, it would take at least half a day for him to recover.
these were all the experiences that mouse-eye had tearfully gathered over the past twelve years!
regarding the temper of the little rabbit, how they got along, and how cute they were ... it felt that it could write a whole set of books for future generations to evaluate and read.
