Rusty Dragon

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.

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Dennise wore a wide-brimmed straw hat, and the cloth dress she had on was the same one Jason had seen her in before; her shoes were also made of hemp, and in her hands, she carried a leather suitcase.


However, on one side of the suitcase was a mark of Pudding.


Upon seeing Jason again, Dennise waved her arms with a lively smile on her face.


Although she was a deceased, there was an inexplicable sense of vitality about her.


It wasn't just vitality, but rather a robust, abundant energy that came with an inexplicable urge to tear at furniture.


Looking at Dennise, Jason's brow furrowed deeply.


In Jason's mind, she was supposed to have already gone to the Federation's capital, Golsai, with his parents and siblings by now.


Dennise blinked, and then, with a sense of bravado, said, "I went to the trouble of leading those uniformed guys into Buma Town for you, and you're not happy to see me?"


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