"Yes, Mr. Little Fat Dragon, all of us honey elves are born with the ability to sense each other. As long as we concentrate, everyone can sense my thoughts." Lofati said while tying up all the lines. It reached a point, flicked slightly, and invisible fluctuations spread.
Nigris had a dark look on his face: "Call me Nigel, what a little fat dragon. It's so rude." Why did he ask again: "Is this the end?"
"Yes, Lord Naig, now (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com