"You fat worm really has no brain at all."
The little dragon's voice was cute but laced with sarcasm. Obviously, the creature in front didn't like it.
"What do you mean?"
He asked, a little irritated, as evident from the rustling and creeping sounds around them.
"What do I mean? You fatso... just because you absorbed some memories from humans, you thought of yourself as one?"
Ignysyl felt a little funny.
"You clearly want to make a spiritual contract with him for whatever reason, and you cannot even hide it."
He scoffed, then pointed at those dense worms surrounding them.
"Besides, with an army this big, you won't even be able to survive outside? Come on, who are you kidding? If you aren't a brainless worm, then who is?"
The little dragon seemed to have some beef with the guy as he scolded him mercilessly. After getting the BloodFlare fruit he so desired, he truly had no fear of this guy anymore.
"So... are you rejecting it?"
