Samantha spiraled down from the sky.
Clutched beneath her claws was a buffalo-like ferocious beast covered in bulging muscles, which she tossed onto the ground.
"My dear brother, I felt you were about to wake up, so I went hunting in advance. You must be hungry now, right? Have something to tide you over first."
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Samantha said.
So considerate? Garos gave the Red Dragon a surprised look.
This was not the Samantha he remembered.
In fact.
Over the past few days, while Garos had been resting to recover from his injuries, Samantha had circled through the skies on patrol and seen far too many powerful ferocious beasts and magical creatures she could not handle herself. Her nerves had remained taut, and she found it difficult to relax.
When Garos was usually around, she had not felt much of anything. She only needed to study Alchemy in peace, play with the ants, and do whatever Garos told her to do. Her days were calm and easy, almost no different from living under Iron Dragon Mother's protection.
Only when Garos temporarily stepped out of the spotlight did she truly realize how dependable and reassuring he was.
After wolfing down the buffalo beast, Garos was still not satisfied. The hunger in his stomach remained.
"Too bad there's no more Black Oil."
"Otherwise, I could drink a can after waking from sleep and wouldn't have to go hungry like this."
Ever since his source of Black Oil had disappeared, Garos had missed its taste immensely.
The stuff was not addictive, but its benefits to Garos made it difficult for him to ignore.
"It would be best if I could find a channel—a channel that could provide Black Oil reliably."
Garos thought to himself.
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