Chapter 133: Boiling Point (V)

Sitting in his own garden, a prairie elf with red hair, red skin, and beautiful large eyes was swinging his little feet back and forth, clad in a short-sleeved shirt and shorts for summer, wearing flip-flops. His master was reading a small, thin book with a face full of joy and happiness.

Ever since coming into contact with prairie elves, the cruel master has grown increasingly fond of their appearance. Such adorable little creatures, seemingly harmless, yet capable of striking fiercely and venomously when desperate. Who wouldn't like such darlings?

His servants were busy tending to his great garden, where huge flowers and fruits were flourishing thanks to the fertilizers.

A servant dressed in swan-feather garments approached, lowered his body, "Master, it has been confirmed that Malin Gaiate has appeared in the battle of Pamir City."