Seagull Town, Lord's manor.
The 'Black-winged Calamity Master' that makes sailors shudder, was now sitting lazily at the dining table, flicking its thick tail.
Today's lunch was fresh fish mushroom soup, and little Lisa sat beside Lin Lan, eating happily.
Eleanor smiled as she watched the little maid with pointed ears, gently rearranging her collar with the tip of her tail.
This fellow has fully adapted to the environment of the territory; even these fresh ingredients were personally caught by her for Lisa from the sea.
"You seem to really like little Lisa."
Lin Lan put a piece of fish into his mouth, he also benefited from it. Recently, Lin Lan had eaten so many biscuits that his mouth was almost bland.
"Doragon people have always gotten along well with witches."
