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Chapter 118 He smells like her
Alair saw Canulius talking to Renault and said, "Young Master, he doesn't understand dragon language. What do you need?"

"Hello, give me a hand." Canulius switched to the common language and said politely to the white-haired sentinel.

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Allaire kept a polite smile on his face and asked Fren, "Your young master is really delicate. Is he not feeling well?"

Fren sighed: "Yes, it has not been good since childhood."

Alaire thought to himself, it seems that his brain is not in a very good state either.

He winked at Renault, who walked up to him expressionlessly and pulled him up.

"Thank you." Canulius moved his nose and smelled the sweet scent of the little dolphin guide on him.

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The sentinel
Renault glanced at him coldly and returned to Allaire.

Alaier asked, "Can the young master walk? Otherwise, I'll ask someone to bring a wheelchair out."

He said, thinking that Canulius would refuse, however.
"Okay, please."

Allaire: “.”

Fren took a deep breath and smiled, "Thank you for the trouble, young master."

Alair smiled and said, "Young Master is really strong-willed. He is too sick to walk, but he still comes out in person to run around for the sentry tower."

Canulius: "Thank you. For the family."

Furen said to him in Dragon Language: "Young Master, people are not praising you, they are mocking you."

Canulius: "I can take that as a compliment."

Fren: ".As long as you are happy."

Five minutes later, Fren pushed the young master in a wheelchair, walking under the strange gazes of everyone in the Snake family, feeling that this was how his life would be.

As a member of the Dragon family, no matter how good-tempered and gentle he is, Furen is still a dragon. He really can't stand others looking at them as if they were idiots.

"Young Master." Fren gritted his teeth and looked down at Canulius, who was half lying comfortably in a wheelchair. "Is this really okay for you?!"

Canulius: "It's quite comfortable. How about I come down and push you?"

Fren's face was filled with refusal. "No, I'd better maintain the last bit of image for our Long family."

Canulius asked curiously, "Does our family still have an image? Isn't the Long family ranked first on that most hated family list?"

Fren: “You also know we are ranked number one.”

Canulius crossed his legs and said, "First, this is good, be happy."

Fren: "Can you please stop being so proud? This is the most hated number one, not the most liked number one!"

Canulius smiled and said, "They are both first, no difference."

Furen sighed to the sky, the future of the Long family.
Alair personally escorted Canulius and Fren to the door of the guest room. He stopped at the door and turned to them and said, "It was a wise decision for the Long family to transfer you to the imperial capital."

Fren: I feel like I'm being laughed at.

Fren: "We are only staying here temporarily for a while. We will still have to take the young master back to our ancestral land after a while. The climate here is not suitable for him."

Alair expressed his understanding, "The young master is a pure-blooded dragon, and the climate here is indeed not suitable for him to live."

After saying that, he looked at Canulius and said, "I heard that the young master has reached 95% pure blood? It's rare to be able to maintain such a stable level."

His brother's blood level is not as high as his, but he has already completely transformed into a dragon.

Canulius patted his legs: "It's all thanks to my strong willpower."

When Fren saw his action, the corner of his mouth twitched, and Canulius almost said the words "the body is disabled but the mind is strong".

Alaier sighed: "The Long family has a young master, and the future is promising."

Fren looked at the young master with a promising future sitting in a wheelchair, and felt that this was a mockery of him. However, Canulius did not take it seriously and replied, "The Snake family is the same."

Alair smiled slightly and said, "Young Master, please go to bed early. We won't disturb you."

Furen watched Aleier and the white-haired sentinel beside him disappear around the corner, and patted Canulius on the shoulder: "Young Master, did you feel it?"

Canulius studied the buttons on the wheelchair armrests. "Feel what?"

Fren: "It's the white-haired sentinel next to him, the one with red eyes, who smells like dragon's blood."

"Oh." Canulius responded, and he didn't know which button he pressed on the wheelchair, and the wheelchair started to turn automatically.

"Young Master! Stop playing with your broken wheelchair!" Unable to bear it any longer, Fren pulled him up from the wheelchair, pushed him into the room, and kicked over the wheelchair that he had long disliked.

Without the wheelchair, Fren felt much better and continued the previous topic, "Master, do you want to check on him?"

Canulius walked around the room and prepared to take a shower. "Why are you checking on him? Don't pry into other people's privacy. What he is has nothing to do with us."

Fren saw a wine cabinet in the living room, opened it, took out a bottle of wine, opened the lid and took two sips, "Why is it okay? He smells like dragon blood, but his spirit body is a white iguana. Maybe he is a wild dragon in disguise because he got into trouble."

Just now, when the white-haired sentinel and Ariel left, they released a spirit, which was a white iguana.

Canulius took off his shirt, picked up the towel and put it on his shoulders. "There are many wild dragons on the list who are causing trouble outside. We can't catch them all. You still want to take care of someone you don't know."

Fren: "That being said, I am just curious, why does a lizard sentinel have the breath of dragon blood? Aren't you curious, young master?"

Although lizards and dragons are related by blood, the taste of dragon blood is completely different.

Canulius reached behind him and plucked out the thin, tender scales that had just grown. A cluster of blue fire ignited in his hand and burned the scales to ashes. "Curious, he smells like a baby dolphin."

Fren frowned as he looked at his back covered in new and old scars. The scales were growing much faster than before.

Seeing Canulius turned around, he pretended not to see it, took a sip of wine, and said, "You are thinking about the little dolphin in your mind, right?"

"Yes." Canulius said, "The white iguana sentinel must have just mated with her, and he still has the smell of her estrus on him."

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"Ahem!" Fren choked on his wine. "Master, this is a very private matter!"

Canulius: "Is it private? He showed it off. I'm curious, why didn't Alex kill him? Does he have evidence against him?"

Fren hissed, "Yeah, but that's not right."

Canulius: "What's wrong?"

Fren: "This is a question of alignment. If you slept with her, Alex would kill you. But if it was one of his own, he could tolerate it. After all, a guide has many guardians, lovers, etc."

Canulius stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "This Second Young Master doesn't look like he can tolerate it."

Fren put the bottle down and said, "You still don't understand. Let me give you an analogy, just an analogy. If I were also the guardian or lover of this little guide, would you kill me?"

Canulius: “Yes.”

Fren: “.”

Furen held on to the last bit of hope and said, "I'll ask again, young master, if it were me."

Canulius: “Yes.”

"." Fren took a deep breath, "Then let me change the analogy. What if it was your brother?"

"Brother," Canulius said thoughtfully.

As soon as Fren was relieved, Canulius said, "I think it's okay to be an only child."

Fren: "No you can't!"

Canulius saw Fren holding his heart and looking like he was about to fall to the ground, and grinned, "I was just kidding, don't worry."