Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

"Yrel said that the potion is no longer needed. Do you still have the food called meat floss that you brought?"

The bounty hunter who had been wearing a cold face these days stuffed a few potions into the hands of the Paraso warrior who was standing stupidly on the side, and then rummaged through the Paraso's box very rudely.

Delai, who was in charge of keeping the supplies, looked at the potion in his hand. This was the best potion they brought. Mr. Iriel was seriously injured. How could he not use the potion?

Although De Lai thought so in his heart, he still put the potion carefully into a wooden box, then squatted down and took out two jars from another box. Without much hesitation, he gave all the remaining meat floss to the bounty hunter named Raymond beside Mr. Iriel.

Raymond took the jar, opened it and took a look, then asked for some rice and honey, then left the Parasauan's tent with the things in his arms.

After leaving the tent, Raymond looked around at the tents of all sizes with some annoyance. This was different from what was said before. Sal Pucas clearly said that he would only save the dwarves.

All I have to do is open the barrier on the island, and leave the rest to the Parasols and the dwarves.

But now they not only rescued the dwarves on the island, but also rescued the remaining human islanders and islanders of other races.

If he hadn't saved the others, Yrel wouldn't have been hurt at all.

Raymond couldn't understand why Yrel wanted to save those people. The Paraso people didn't save them, but Yrel did.

This made him angry.

Raymond was very angry and took the things he got from the Paraso people back to their tent. This tent was bigger than the previous one and could accommodate two simple beds. There was a portable pot outside the tent and something was cooking in the pot.

"You're back." The magician with long black hair and a thick cloak was sitting on a rock outside the tent. When he saw Raymond coming back, he whispered this.

Raymond snorted heavily, put the things in his arms at the magician's feet, and walked to the stone on the other side and sat down. He turned his back to the black-haired magician, hugged his legs and buried his head in his knees, and then maintained this posture without moving.

Taking a spoon, the black-haired magician scooped up the bird eggs from the portable pot and put them into the wooden bowl. He looked at the person who had curled himself up into a big ball, thought for a moment and said.

"Do you think you are still young? I won't coax you, Raymond. Don't lose your temper again."

"Humph!"

He was responded with an even more angry and loud nasal sound.

The black-haired magician frowned unhappily, then tapped the bird eggs in the wooden bowl with the spoon in his hand.

"Bird eggs, do you want to eat them?"

"Are they the eggs of the gray-feathered white-clawed bird?"

"No, it's a bird with red feathers on the cliff."

"No, I want to eat the eggs of the gray-feathered white-clawed bird."

"I'll say this one last time. Don't get angry again, Raymond. If you really want to eat the eggs of the gray-feathered white-clawed bird, go back to the continent of Orient. There are no such birds on the continent of Laer."

After taking out all the bird eggs from the portable pot and placing them in a wooden bowl, the black-haired magician closed the portable pot, got up and went back to the tent, no longer paying attention to the person sitting there and throwing a tantrum.

Raymond turned around after noticing the black-haired magician entered the tent. His purple eyes looked at the bird eggs in the wooden bowl and he counted them. There were only six, and they were very small.

Then he shouted: "Yrel! I knew you still wanted to get rid of me! Why are the eggs here so small!"

"If you don't want to eat it, throw it away. I've told you many times, no noise or noise." This time, the voice that came from the tent was obviously cold.

Raymond didn't dare say anything more. He sat down where Iriel had sat before, put the wooden bowl on his legs, picked up a bird's egg and began to peel it carefully.

After peeling a small bird egg until it was full of pits and holes, he stuffed the peeled egg and the eggshell into his mouth with some frustration. After chewing it for a few bites, he peeled another one.

He always got it wrong, and long ago Yrel would peel the eggs for him.

Humans cannot eat eggs in shells, but he can, and Iriel will always help him peel the shells.

Raymond ate three of the six bird eggs and put the remaining three in the bowl among the things he brought back. He placed the pile of food next to Iriel's bed.

Yrel fell asleep again.

Each time Yrel used her healing magic to heal an injury, she would need some time to rest.

Sitting on his bed and looking at the sleeping person, Raymond reached out and touched the ends of Iriel's hair.

Yrel's hair is now black, and her appearance is a little different from before. Although she is still very good-looking, he prefers the previous Yrel.

In the past, Yrel had the same hair color as the Snow Lord's partner. He secretly visited Naya Castle and saw the emperor's youngest son.

The little prince had platinum hair and amber-gold eyes.

And Yrel had a very precious necklace that she never let him touch, but she once showed it to him. The necklace could be opened, and inside it was a woman with black hair and amber-gold eyes.

Yrel said the woman was his mother.