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Chapter 962

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With that, Sally pretended to strangle Roddy's neck. "Do you dare to try?"

"Of course not. I won't make the same mistake again. "

Roddy kissed her. "But this matter is very important now. It involves the demons and the High Elves. It's also related to our future strategy. I need to find out as much as I can."

Sally knew that she had always been forward-thinking. While others were sighing that the Kingdom of Karen had finally stabilized, Roddy was indeed planning ahead to find the demons' weakness. But she really did not think it would be so urgent. "Must it be now?"

"The sooner the better. The ruins have been excavated. No one knows if someone will destroy the site in the next few days. And what secrets the group of people who took away the things in the ruins have may also be the key to finding the answer. "

Sally frowned slightly. "Then who do you plan to go with? Kardashian? If she goes … Even with the strength of the Dragons, they may be defeated if they encounter those unreasonable guys. "

"So, for the sake of safety, I will try to get more allies."

Roddy said with a serious expression. "I haven't asked Natha where she is before coming here. Take me to see her. I need to know the details. "

"Downstairs, ICU 1." As Sally spoke, she suddenly jumped down. "Go and find her. She's blaming herself for this. Go and talk to her. I'll go see Kardashian first. Otherwise, it will be impolite! "

"Huh?"

Roddy looked at her in a daze. Then he realized that she wanted him to go see Natha. But … what did that mean?

He swallowed and felt a little guilty. But things had already come to this point. There was no point in pretending. Roddy simply tidied up his clothes and walked downstairs. When he knocked on the door of the ICU, Natha was obviously shocked and excited. But the next second, she forcibly suppressed the smile on her face and lowered her head. "Prime Minister …"

She paused for a few seconds and rubbed her eyes. "You … Why are you here?"

Taking a deep breath, Roddy sorted out his emotions and tried his best to speak in a calm tone, "The Silent Forest isn't simple, so I came here to investigate. At the same time … I want to see how you are recovering. "

As he spoke, he pointed to the house. "Can we talk inside?"

"Er, yes … yes … Prime Minister, please come in."

Natha hurriedly went back to tidy up the house. In fact, there was not much to tidy up — her life had always been very simple. Apart from a glass of water, some information, and the notes she had organized according to her memory, the house was very clean.

Roddy closed the door behind him and sat on a chair. "You're injured, so you don't have to pour me any water. Sit down and talk. "

Natha obediently sat at the side. Roddy said softly, "There are only the two of us here. You don't have to be so serious."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and she remained silent as usual.

Roddy then asked about what happened, and Natha answered them one by one. It was just that her response was like interrogating a criminal. He could see that Natha should be very happy, but she was able to suppress her emotions as if nothing had happened. This ability made Roddy feel a little helpless.

In fact, when he knew that Natha was seriously injured and was about to die, the anger in his heart had made Roddy understand his true thoughts. Now, seeing her sitting there shyly and twisting her fingers, Roddy suddenly realized that he could no longer beat around the bush, so he no longer asked about the details of the culprit. Instead, he stretched out his hand and said, "Come, let me see your hand. Is it recovering well?"

Natha was stunned, and then timidly raised her hand. Roddy directly grabbed it and pulled it over. "How is your strength recovering? Try pinching me. "

He raised his head and looked at the wood elf, but the latter's eyes were abnormally scattered, and there was no reaction at all. Roddy shook her hand, and only then did Natha gently apply force, but she did not dare to withdraw her hand.

"Morales said that she did her best. I don't think there will be any mistakes."

Roddy then shifted his gaze to her slender legs under her nightdress. "What about your feet?"

Natha retracted her feet as if she was scalded. Because she was wearing slippers and the room was unusually warm, there was no place for her white and tender toes to hide even if she wanted to. Finally, she embarrassedly replied, "My feet are fine … They are recovering very well."

Roddy laughed out loud. "What are you afraid of?"

She just shook her head, and her whole body was like a snail that was about to shrink back into its shell. And with her hand being held by Roddy, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but as if attracted by some kind of force, she could not bear to do so. Seeing her like this, Roddy could not help but stretch out his other hand and gently pinch Natha's cheek. "Do you really have to keep your words to yourself?"

This action really crossed a certain boundary for Natha. She suddenly realized something and raised her head to look at Roddy. Her eyes could no longer hide the surprise in them, and the next second, they were filled with tears.

She slightly turned her face, and like a cat enjoying a pet, she leaned against Roddy's palm, letting the tears flow continuously.

"Being able to discover a new ruin is already a very good completion of the mission. I did not ask you to fight the enemy head-on. Don't feel guilty about it."

Roddy gently wiped away her tears. Natha felt that she was a little embarrassed, and she used her sleeve to wipe away her tears. But thinking of everything that had happened, she could not help but wipe away more and more tears.

"I will go there tomorrow to take a look."

Natha suddenly froze, and said anxiously, "No!"

Then she immediately covered her mouth. "No, I …"

"Of course I will not put myself in danger. Come, let's go eat dinner together. I will bring you to meet a few people. "

Seeing her frightened look, Roddy laughed. "What, do you still want me to be the Prime Minister?"

"No, no …"

"Then don't be so reserved. I still hope that you, my disciple, will surpass you in the future. How can you surpass me if you are always like this?"

Natha suddenly smiled. Roddy had rarely seen her so relaxed and tranquil. This kind of tension was indeed something that he had never seen since he met Natha. He felt that this Wood Elf seemed to have some kind of change in her mentality, but he could not figure out what exactly had changed.

Looking at the sunset outside the window, Roddy stood up and said, "Then change your clothes. I will wait for you outside, and we will go to the cafeteria together."

"Okay."

Natha watched him walk out of the door without saying anything else. However, after the wooden door closed, she jumped a few times in place like a child, rubbing her cheeks hard with both hands. After a long time, she finally calmed down …

Ten o 'clock for dinner. Sally, Kardashian, and the other four Dragons had already come out of the entertainment area. The "cafeteria" of the Magic Tower had been expanded several times. In order to meet the tastes of the Dragons, they had even hired Dragons to manage the kitchen. Fortunately, these Dragons were not all big eaters. Other than the different cooking methods and food preferences from humans, there was not much difference in what they ate.

In the cafeteria, the Dragons were discussing various topics. In the past, there was a barrier between different Dragons. When the sanatorium first opened, basically only the Dragons of the same race would sit together to eat. But now, the situation had changed. As far as the eye could see, Dragons who got along well with each other could be seen everywhere in the cafeteria.

They were not as cold and aloof as humans imagined. Many Dragons talked more nonsense than human bards, and it was common for them to even sing operas while chatting.

"Haha … Caitlyn is actually with that Green Dragon. If those fools knew, they would definitely find a cliff and jump off together …"

Rubens pointed to a man and woman who were sitting together eating not far away, his expression exaggerated and comical. Caitlyn was one of the few "beauties" of the Black Dragon Herrlöw race. Many young Black Dragon Herrlöw had coveted her for a long time, but in the end, she was beaten to it by a Green Dragon. It was really ridiculous.

Dragons did not have reproductive isolation. They could still reproduce together, but their bloodlines would not "hybridize". Instead, it would be dominated by the stronger one. There were not many examples of this in history, but in the current environment where Dragons lived, "cross-species love" had become common.

Stika glanced at it and cursed inwardly, "That lucky Stala! How did he manage to get his hands on it!? Hey hey hey, look, that Red Dragon girl over there is really hot … "

"Ahem."

Essien coughed, and Iscar brought two glasses of wine. "Keep it down. If you keep talking like that, you'll probably get beaten up."

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