"Uncle Polite, I..."
"Sasha, you should leave. We will meet again eventually."
Sasha was startled and looked at the dragon who spoke, finding it was Gris.
Even Polite showed a look of surprise.
This Black Dragon... Gris couldn't bear to see Sasha in a difficult position. Although he wasn't a Metal Dragon, since he was young, he had been more capable of sensing emotions than other Chromatic Dragons and had a deeper understanding of them.
Gris knew that if it were him and he had to make a hard choice between Jona Velli and the others versus Sasha, he certainly wouldn't be able to choose either.
So instead of that, he might as well let Sasha go.
Gris gave a confident smile.
"It's okay, Sasha. Who am I? I am the great Gris. When the time is right, I will naturally come looking for you."
After speaking, Gris even wiggled his eyebrows, performing a very greasy gesture.
Rarely, Jona Velli didn't mock him, but instead looked at him with a bit more respect.
"Gris, I..."
Sasha was torn, and Gris spoke again.
"Trust me, Sasha, this isn't a final parting. We are just... temporarily separated.
Older Sister put it well: a temporary separation is for a better reunion."
Although a Black Dragon couldn't exactly be called handsome, Sasha felt that there was a charm about Gris right now that was attracting her, making her daze off for a moment.
Jona Velli hadn't expected to be brought into this, but whatever, she'd let Gris be.
Thinking of this, the corners of Jona Velli's dragon mouth curled up slightly, her eyes showing a bit of satisfaction.
Friel, seeing Jona Velli like this from the side, couldn't help but be stunned.
Clearly so cute, yet showing such a gratified expression. This really is... record it, record it, hehe.
"Mhm! I believe you, Gris, and the sisters. I believe we will meet again eventually."
Having said that, Sasha made up her mind and looked at Polite.
"Uncle Polite, let's go. Back to Dragon Island."
With that, Sasha took one last look at the Three Dragons, her dragon eyes slightly moist. With a flap of her dragon wings, she flew toward the distance.
Seeing this, Polite felt a pang of guilt in his conscience.
It seemed he had done something not so great.
But things had come to this, and there was no turning back.
He nodded his dragon head toward the Three Dragons, his gaze lingering on Jona Velli for a moment.
Jona Velli felt goosebumps all over from being watched.
"Old Geezer, stop looking and just go. We don't provide free meals here."
As she spoke, Jona Velli made a face, and Gris did the same. Friel, however, wore a blissful expression, staring at Jona Velli as if she were recording something.
Polite's dragon mouth opened slightly.
'These three fellows...'
"Take care of yourselves. If you see your mother... say hello to her for me."
"Actually, never mind. Don't ask."
After saying that, Polite turned and left, catching up with Sasha.
Watching the two dragons disappear into the distance, Jona Velli felt a mix of emotions.
In a corner of White Crystal City, a human knight with dragon horns watched the departing Sasha, his thoughts drifting.
This person was none other than Spulo. His talent had been recognized by Little Shunzi, and he had been converted into a White Crystal Knight.
"Miss Sasha, take care on your journey. Although I can no longer protect you, I will cherish the memories of the time I did."
Spulo sighed, and at that moment, a claw covered in dragon scales rested on his shoulder. Spulo turned around and saw it was a Frost Kobold.
"Care for a drink?"
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