1028 Spreading Misfortune

Angor stopped meditating when seeing Fafnir's return, only to see her looking at the wall where he left a message earlier.

Usually, only those from Phantom Island should be able to decrypt the message. Though the trick was pointless against someone as powerful as Fafnir, who could read what was hidden behind the nightmare energy with ease. This was why Angor did not write anything beyond what was necessary. He knew Fafnir would see it.

Fafnir didn't say anything about the message other than letting out a cold sneer.

The monster leg was now thoroughly cooked while the fat in it was giving out fizzing sounds appealingly.

Angor didn't know that kind of monster meat it was, though he felt his mouth watering up badly when looking at Fafnir munching on it to her heart's content.

He quickly looked away. Asking food from an Abyssal Dragon was a bad idea. But he could no longer forget the good smell of the delicious material.