"Good, since Myne don't mind taking this job, and the terms are also very nice, this time I let this matter go, but Jor, remember to control your race, otherwise, there won't be next time," Fenrir said calmly toward which Jor nodded his head quickly like a obedient child.
"Don't worry this time it is a pure accident, nobody can hurt my little nephew at least in the future no dragon will do that, this is my promise to you," Jor said dominatingly.
"I hope so, by the way, you go and deal with those dragons, before taking Myne to your prison, I wanted to talk to him a little. Myne comes with me," Fenrir said after gesturing Myne to follow her, she walked toward the pond where desperate Waffle was lying on the ground.
"What do you want to talk about," Myne asked while waking with Fenrir.
