"It turns out that I am like this, I am an old friend."

Little King Arthur nodded, and all the doubts in his mind were finally cleared.

"Kana...how are you doing now?"

In the lake, Leona's movements stagnated slightly, and then she replied softly.

"Grandpa, he has already rested in the Dragon Tomb."

"That's it, Kanata... Suda, after all, it has been hundreds of thousands of years, even if it has the lifespan of a golden dragon..."

Although he had already guessed the result, King Arthur's expression was still hush-hush. He sat down and lowered his head dejectedly, with loneliness written all over his face.

"Then what happens? Grandpa's former friend, my elder, now wants to treat me, her granddaughter, as a mount?"

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The internet speed became strange, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. I thought another tragedy was about to happen. It was so dangerous and so dangerous.
Chapter completed!