Chapter 3262: Little Demon

What happened to Herder?
I was the first thought that came to my mind.
Spitz glanced at me and said in a deep voice: "One of the elytras of the Seven Gods is Helder's puppet, and that person, although his position in the team does not seem to be important, he continues to influence it in a subtle way. Follow other people’s thoughts."
"Otherwise, although the elytra of the Seven Gods is very dissatisfied with your majesty's intentions, it will not accumulate such a deep hatred, and even wish to cut your majesty and hurry up," Spitz said angrily: "All this is to blame Herder !"
His tone was intense and his voice was high, shaking the island slightly, and the sea rippling slightly.
"Be quiet." I hammered his dragon's leg and said, "You are not afraid that the sound is too loud and it will startle the Overlord of the Deep Sea?"
Hearing that, Spitz's face tightened, and he hurriedly looked into the distance. After seeing nothing unusual about the sea, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I can understand your anger, but from the fragments of historical documents, I also have a general understanding of the cause and effect of the incident, although it is not detailed."
Sighing, I continued: "I have to say that your ambition and dominance are great and magnificent, but the problem is that the way you manage the Celestial people is too extreme, especially for those who mine and hide. I want to squeeze every drop of their blood and sweat, it won’t work.

"Hmph, those worms," ​​Spitz snorted coldly: "If you don't give them some pressure, they will be lazy, miss work, and delay your majesty's grand cause!"
"But have you ever thought about this problem" I said lightly: "They are also humans, no matter their physical functions or other aspects, they are limited. Once the limit is exceeded for a long time, they will lose the motivation to continue working, and even breed rebellion. Psychologically, resisting the Bakar regime is only sooner or later."
Spitz stopped talking, but in the end he couldn't say a rebuttal.
I continued: "If I am not wrong, at first, Bakkar's regime was only blocked in the circle of the royal family and nobility, but in the circle of the common people, it would not be affected in any way, but as you over-squeeze ordinary people, That’s what makes you public enemies of the whole people, I said, right?"
Spitz thought for a while, then nodded heavily: "Yes."
"If Bakar doesn't squeeze the people, but only initiates an encirclement and suppression against the royal family and nobles, it won't be long before the general trend of the heavenly people will lean towards you, and Bakar, will be welcomed by everyone, and become the leader of the heavenly people."
Having said this, I sighed faintly: "It's a pity that you dragons have not studied the thoughts of humans like ants. They only think that with absolute power, they can do whatever they want, but ignore the creativity and tolerance of humans."
"So, in this battle, you didn't lose to Herder, but your own carelessness."
After listening, Spitz was silent for a long time, and his eyes became a little dim and regretful.
After a long time, he sighed deeply: "Yes, I was careless."
"But, these are all gone, it doesn't matter anymore." I smiled and patted his leg, and said: "Now that you have Long Island, you can do whatever you want here, and no one will disturb you. You, not even Herder."
Having said that, I smiled and believed: "After all, this is my place."
When he said ‘this is my place’, Spitz frowned slightly, but soon he was relieved, just murmured, "Even so, this is still Dragon Island."
"Yes" I nodded and said: "Don't get me wrong, I just said that I am covering Long Island. As for the ownership of this island, it belongs to you."
Spitz did not speak, nor did he have any dissatisfaction. We knew each other very well. He knew that I was unintentional. The reason for frowning was only the possessive nature of the Dragon Race to the site.
Dinner is still a huge fish.
I wondered and asked Spitz why he didn't get some other prey, such as cows and sheep.
Spitz swallowed the fish in his mouth and said lightly: "Do you think the cattle and sheep are enough for us to eat?"
Looking at the size of the dragons such as Spitz and their gluttonous mouths, I was silent.
The next day, I called the magic airship and left Dragon Island and went to the island of Maker Luke.
When I got off the airship, I saw Luke sitting on a mound from a distance, quietly watching the ants crawling not far away.
"Yeah, Luke, it's so leisurely" I greeted him with a smile.
Luke looked up at my eyes, muffled and said, "It's okay."
"By the way, what are you doing?" I squatted on the other side of the ant team and asked Luke curiously.
Luke did not speak and continued to stare at the ant.
After a few seconds of silence, I tried to stir up the topic, and then said, "Where is Betsy? Why didn't I see that little girl?"
As soon as the voice fell, a group of white spheres whizzed from a distance and hit my head directly.
What the hell?
assassin?
I looked dumbfounded.
But the problem is that this white sphere doesn't have any magical fluctuations at all, and it doesn't even have much weight.
If this is really an assassin's assassination tool, it is estimated to be able to kill some innocent small insects.
Raising his hand to grab the white sphere, I found that it felt soft to the touch. Is this... a paper ball?
Looking in the direction from which the white ball flew, I saw a slingshot stuck on the ground. Behind the slingshot, there was a little loli standing. It wasn't Becky, who would it be?
"I say......"
As soon as I was about to complain, I heard Becky shouting from a distance: "What? Any comments?"
Her words choked me instantly.
Can you be okay?
As soon as I set foot on this island, I found a ball of paper. In your case, can you have a beautiful and good mood?
Suppressing the restless mood, I continued: "You are..."
"Because it's boring!" Becky chuckled, and once again picked up a big paper ball from the side, pulled up the slingshot full, and shot it towards me.
"I said, you just leave her alone?"
Turning to Luke, I said helplessly.
"What's the matter?" Luke muffled: "What's the matter?"
"She is your child!"
I said helplessly, and at the same time, a ball of paper hit my head.
"If I could manage her, I would have managed her long ago" Luke said solemnly. Then, he raised his head, looked at me, and said, "Or, would you discipline her for me?"
"Don't be kidding, okay!" I was hit by the paper ball again, with a wry smile, and said: "In my house, there are also a group of little monsters that need to be disciplined!"
"You can't even discipline your own little demon, why do you accuse me of not being able to discipline my little demon?"
Luke's retort left me speechless.
It makes sense.
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