The scorpion dragon who had just eaten a whole activated goblin didn't have the time to pay attention to Lennie's girl.

After devouring and digesting half of the quasi-knight-level activation heart core, the scorpion dragon Anji reached the critical point again, it is very sleepy these days, according to past experience, this guy is about to advance again.

Advancing again is a high-level Warcraft, a scorpion dragon born less than ten years ago, can have this promotion speed, which can not be summed up by just the word 'fast'.

If Angelina hadn't signed this demonic beast at the beginning, it would probably have just come out of its juvenile stage now, and its strength would hovering between low-level demonic beasts and middle-level demonic beasts.

The greater the potential of the monster, the longer the growth cycle, this is the theorem.

Anji, who has a full stomach today, seems to be unable to sleep well, because there is an extra female knight who likes to pull its scales by her side.

"So smooth!" Lennie's eyes lit up as she stared at the manticore's epidermal scales, the cyan scales were oil-plated, cold and smooth to the touch.

"My demon pet loves cleanliness very much!" Angelina said proudly with her head held high, the scorpion dragon, as a dark demonic beast, under normal circumstances, is not compatible with cleanliness.

The reason why it can keep the scale armor so smooth and beautiful at all times can only be said that it has a more real owner.

The scorpion dragon has been trained by Angelina since he was a child, and as long as he doesn't take a bath, he won't give him food.

Now the scorpion dragon usually takes a bath once every three days, and the last time he took a bath, it was before he got on the floating boat.

After getting on the floating boat, Angelina did not release the scorpion dragon again, and it is understandable that the scorpion dragon can still maintain its clean scale armor.

As a result, Leni became even hotter for the scorpion dragon, and instead of eating and drinking, she spent the whole meal time by Angelina's side to exchange experiences with her in domesticating demon pets.

Wizards have pets, knights have mounts, and Lennie has long wanted to get one.

It's just that the ones sold in the knight's hall are too expensive, and the ones she catches are too ordinary to match her appetite, so that she doesn't have a favorite mount for a long time.

At the stage of high-level squires, ordinary horses can no longer be used as mounts for knights, not to mention the same physique of high-level squires as demonic beasts, whether ordinary horses can move or not, that is, the momentum that is unintentionally emitted by light is enough to make those ordinary creatures' legs tremble.

Her brother Wright had promised to capture a monster for her to mount, but he had not fulfilled it.

"Where did you get this monster?" said after laughing for a while, Leni asked the point, apparently trying to catch one too.

Now that the scorpion dragon is still in the category of intermediate-level demonic beasts, Lennie, who has the strength of a high-level attendant, called her brother, a quasi-knight-level Wright, and it is simply safe to capture an intermediate-level demonic beast.

"In the Murphy Forest, in the territory of our kingdom of Faustin. Angelina said.

At the time of the conversation, Angelina already knew that Leni was from the Likia Alliance.

Angelina hates her stepmother of the Likia Alliance, but she has no dislike for the rest of the Likia Alliance, and not only that, but Angelina has a very good impression of Leni, a new friend, because of the proximity of the two hometowns.

Leni's unpretentious and upright character, Angelina is still in contact with it for the first time, this kind of person generally has no scheming, and when he is a friend, he will be very relieved.

When the two women got together to study the demonic beasts of the Murphy Forest, Locke and several other big men also staggered, and the wine on the table disappeared at a very fast speed.

The alcohol content of the ale is generally low, and this tavern still sells wine exclusively for knights, and the alcohol content is still not very high.

It may also be that this tavern doesn't dare to brew too much wine for the knights, after all, in the Otherworld, drinking mistakes often happen at any time.

It's not as simple as a mistake here, and it's very likely that he died because of it.

"This wine is average, when I go back later, I'll invite Brother Locke to drink our beer over there!" Wright laughed, the scar on his face was twisted like a centipede, but Locke didn't look uncomfortable, but because of Wright's boldness, he was very happy to accept his invitation.

"Okay, Brother Wright, you call, I'll be there!"

I don't know when the plane war will end, and the date of going back is far away, unlike those formal knights who have a lifespan of more than a hundred years, even a plane war of just two or three years, in the eyes of high-level squires and magic apprentices, it is extremely long.

The average lifespan of ordinary people in the Western Three Islands is only about fifty years, and humans who practice magic and vindictive spirit may live a little longer, but it is also the limit to live to be seventy or eighty years old.

"It's just Neil, he can't drink the beer you asked for big brother... A few bottles of ale wine were in their stomachs, and several sensual knights couldn't help but wipe the corners of their eyes with red eyes when they thought of their fallen comrades.

Speaking of Neil, not only were these knights a little sentimental, but Wright, who was still laughing and talking to Locke just now, also sank his face, and Lennie, who was laughing with Angelina on the other side, also became silent when she heard the remarks here.

The Demon Hunter Knights are an alternative among the knights, they are withdrawn, they are isolated, but they are united. They often deal with powerful black magicians, and they have long formed a close tacit understanding with each other.

Locke didn't need to be told to guess that Neil was one of Wright's group of demon hunters, and now nine times out of ten, he was dead.

This group of knights who have seen many dangers of life and death have long put life and death aside, and the only thing that can move them is the departure of relatives and friends.

Knights are all lonely, it is true, the only thing that can accompany knights for life is armor and long swords.

But as a 'person', who can endure Dugu forever.

"This glass of wine, to Brother Nanil!" said Locke, raising his glass and looking solemn.

"Good!"

"Brother Neil, let's go!"

"Brother Kinnell!"

The previous conversation and laughter were far from this sentence, which made these people who were not familiar with Locke begin to recognize Locke.

Locke, who had sent away countless dead comrades in the war between Faustin and Charlotte, certainly knew what this group of knights was feeling now.

Fortunately, his dearest brother and favorite woman are still with him, and Locke vows that he will not let the person he loves leave him forever.

Today's meal, destined to be inexhaustible, began at noon and lasted until the sun went down, and the group of knights sat in the tavern, noisy and shouting, without a moment's pause.

At last, it was not until the tavern was about to close that the knights stopped their nonsense, and walked towards their lodgings by supporting each other in twos and threes.

Leni helped her brother and said goodbye to Angelina, who was also holding Locke, and the two girls had agreed to meet next time to exchange experiences in raising demon pets.