Diablo Destruction

"Maybe Rena is Icarai. I’ve told you before, maybe. Uncle, don’t look at it like this. In fact, there is a very, very smart, beautiful, dignified, stable daughter who completely inherited her mother. Of descent..."

Backing against the tree, Valchemite didn't seem to like the verbose character, and directly entered the theme. Just as I wanted, I also wanted to have a quick decision, but I didn't want to accompany a frustrated uncle.

"This smart, beautiful, and steadfast daughter is Icarai, right."

"Yes, yes, how is it, it's excellent." Mentioning his daughter, Valkymit's cynical expression also softened, like a father.

"Well, of course, Icarai helped me a lot. There is no doubt that she is a very good woman, even among the dragons."

"It seems that we have a common topic." The spirit was rejuvenated, grinning, and Valkemet knocked on the cigarette rod: "But about Aikalei, let's put it on next time, or else today Endless."

Understandably, if anyone wants to talk to me about Sirius Ecole’s little black charcoal, I can talk for three days and three nights.

For the first time, I felt a sense of sympathy for Valchemite. It seems that we are all of the same kind.

"I also know a little bit about you and Aikale. I have a question to ask."

"It's really, obviously my troubles haven't spoken yet, you are busy asking questions first, but it doesn't matter, maybe it can help me, you ask."

"You like Ai Kalei so much, why did you want to leave her in the Dragon Paradise after birth, instead of taking it with you and fulfilling the responsibility of a father?" I asked solemnly. As far as the daughter is concerned, it is an incomprehensible behavior, just like me, if I can, I want to stay with my baby daughters forever in my life.

"Well," Waukemit narrowed his eyes, giving people a feeling of "sure enough". Obviously I guessed I was going to ask this question. Isn't it strange?

"What do you think of my character?" he asked suddenly.

"This... is casual?" I thought about it and tried to use neutral rhetoric. In fact, Valkemit's character can't be said badly, but it feels too bohemian, a bit like a hidden world wanderer who abandoned his mission and reputation. That feeling.

"Ha ha ha, just casually, just right." With a grin, Valkemet showed a rather ugly smile.

"My family knows their own affairs. Although I am not a wicked person, I am definitely not a good person. I will only act according to my own preferences. Such a person can meet Ekaley's mother, who has always been tolerant. I, the stupid woman who followed me, is probably a treasure that I have earned for a good thing in my whole life."

After that, Valchemite even smothered the cigarette rod that had not been out of his mouth, and retracted it to hang around his waist.

"So, when I first picked up Ekale, this little life from Loyre..." I was completely immersed in looking at the memories, and Valkemet murmured, looking at the sky. Made a gesture of reaching out and hugging.

"I did this, lifted her high, stared at this little life, and when she saw her face resembling Leuer, a heart filled with joy and hesitation suddenly produced a trace of fear."

"Yes, it's fear, from small to big, something that is too strange to me, even if it is the old man, that is, the grandfather of Akkale, you should have seen it already, and he was confined in the dragon tomb. I have thought about it and never feared it. I felt the strange fear in the extreme joy."

Withdrawing his hand, Valchemite stared at his palm stunnedly: "Can I raise Akkalei like this? Can I raise her into an excellent dragon?"

He grinned at me: "I think it's ridiculous, obviously I am a rebellious son, but I hope that my daughter can become better than everyone anyway. At that moment, my resentment towards the old man disappeared and I finally realized It’s here, ah, it turns out that’s how my father feels.”

"Seriously agree." At this moment, I forgot to make a quick decision, and please come to Valkemit as soon as possible, and my father's sense of mission resonated strongly with it.

"I always feel this way. Don’t look at me as the savior of the mainland. In fact, I know my own affairs. I have no other strengths except my developed limbs. When I face my daughter, I often think that I can teach What are they, how can I teach them to make them a good woman, but I don’t want them to feel too much pressure, hoping that they can live happily forever, sometimes it is really difficult to grasp, lucky Yes, I have a lot of excellent, gentle family members who helped me solve this worries and fulfilled my desire to watch my daughters grow up little by little. It is really a happy thing."

By the way, with the exception of Princess Sanwu, she was the culprit that made my pair of supposedly flawless twin princess baby daughters a little strange, and every time I thought of this, I couldn't help but want to beat her **** hard. pause.

"Hahaha, young man, based on your words, it is much stronger than my stubborn old man." Valkemit slammed on my shoulder and laughed.

"Although I really want to ask you to teach your daughter and experience with your daughter now, but let's get back to the topic first, things have to be solved one by one."

"That is to say, Uncle Valchemite, you are afraid that you will not be able to teach Aikalei, so you have to endure the pain and send her back to the Dragon's Paradise.

"Although there are other various reasons, there is no doubt that this should be the most important reason. I don’t want Akkale to grow up to become a bad girl with a cigarette stick and smoke. It’s desperate to think about it."

"What about Aikale's mother? Didn't you say she was a gentle and accommodating woman?"

"That's right." Scratching his head, Valkemet showed a rare embarrassment: "But... what to say, Loyal is good, in my eyes, a perfect wife, but there are also A little bit I don’t want Akkalei to inherit, after all, no one is perfect."

"Can you tell me what it is?" Knowing that this is a private matter, I shouldn't ask, but I couldn't help curiosity.

"It's not a big deal. The first is that her character is too accommodating and easy-going. It sounds a bit wrong to say this, but I don't want my daughter to be deceived by a rogue man like me because of this character. Can you understand that?"

"Very understandable." I focused on my head again, for example, Cyrus and them. It's not a man who is hundreds of times better than me, a mortal struggling on the average. I won't allow them to approach my daughter. Anti-wolf technique and Playboy’s common deception methods have also taught them a lot, but no, because of the relationship between the son’s ancestors’ feet, Phoebe’s little puppeteer shivered when she saw Sirius and Ecole, It seems to be fruitful, um, I am very pleased.

"The other thing is, when Loyal was kind, he was kind, but when he was terrible... Although it has not been a few times in hundreds of years, it is really terrible. People like me are scared, you can understand Does it seem to recall some terrible memories, Valkemit wiped the sweat on his forehead, his expression lingering.

At this time, I really wanted to hold his hand, shouting comrades, understand, I can understand very well, the same is true of my home Velas!

When I saw my expression, I was agitated suddenly, Valkemit was a little bit awkward, and scratched his head, it didn’t matter to spread his hand: "Forget it, it seems that you can really understand and save my saliva. The last important reason is that maybe it is The blood relationship between father and daughter is still based on the intuition of men. Even if it was just born, I can still feel from Aikale that she is different from me, maybe it will be more like that old man, So, after discussing with Loyal, we can bear it back and send her back to the Dragon's Paradise, and let the old man teach her to be better. The facts also prove that Icarai is indeed more suitable for this."

"I understand and understand the situation. You are also good for Akkalei. I believe she will understand you someday, but according to Aikalei, you haven’t come back to see her once in the last ten years. , It’s a bit unreasonable.”

"Cough...this." Valkimit scratched his head. "It seems to be thinking about whether to tell me. In the end, he still sighed."

"It's really my fault. I'm telling you that you little guy accidentally shared a topic with me. Don't tell Akkalei and the old man first. I'm not ready yet."

"This...I think my mouth is still very tight." I nodded, so that the free and easy Valkemet showed such a hesitant expression, is it a major secret? Should I listen? Wouldn’t it be necessary to forget it again, forget it, my **** curiosity.

"Actually, this is the case. Over the years, we all miss Akkalei, and we miss it almost in our dreams."

"Uh huh."

"So, I want to regenerate one with Loyal."

"Uh huh."

"But you also know that our dragons are not meant to be born if they want to be born. The more powerful and bloodline they are, the more powerful they are. Although they work very hard, they are almost..."

"Cough, there is no need to describe the process." I interrupted quickly, uncle should not be a child.

"Ha ha ha ha, childbirth is a decent thing, you humans are really shy, okay, okay, I know, in short, Loyre has no signs of pregnancy."

"Uh huh."

"So, more than a decade ago, when we were traveling in the dark continent, we adopted a human baby under many chance coincidences."

"Uh huh."

Valchemite: "..."

I:"……"

"Wait, wait!" The subconscious nod should be at ~www.ltnovel.com~ It took a full three or five seconds before I responded. This is not a topic that can pass the past.

"This reaction is just ridiculous, you are too calm. I'm a little bit difficult to continue the discussion." Valkemit pulled out the cigarette holder again, revealing a bad smile that was already familiar in the test.

"Do you mean to say that Icarai has a brother or sister? And she doesn't know yet?"

"Actually, it's sister, yes, she doesn't know it yet."

"Why don't you tell her such an important thing?"

"This... you should be able to understand it. Some words have been trying to say, but I just couldn't find the right atmosphere and timing, and it has been delayed for so long."

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