"Little Moli, what else do you do? Come down from the big brother's head!" Maggie exclaimed, running behind Gray, and going to catch the elf.

Gray sat in the chair with an indifferent look on his face, waiting for Amo to come back, and he believed that the other party would not leave Maggie behind.

As for the elf on his head, he was too lazy to care about her. Every time he pulled it down, she would still fly up after a while. She had been going back and forth several times.

Only the energetic little girl will enjoy playing with her.

Grey was flipping through a book, the one Maggie summoned him.

However, the above are composed of short stories. The part about him is only written about him turning into an evil dragon.

"What kind of garbage?" His Majesty the King was very dissatisfied. He did not mention the great deeds of suppressing the nobles, subjugating the king, and becoming the new king for more than ten days.

Even the deeds of his struggle to make a fortune and becoming the youngest viscount in the kingdom step by step are not recorded, making him look like a rich second generation, born with rich resources and powerful equipment, so he beat the evil dragon, which is really a bad book.

Although he is not the kind of person who cares about false reputation, as a qualified author, he cannot even write a complete story. It is really abominable and a bad book!

Throwing the bad book away, Gray raised his hand and looked at his watch. Two hours have passed. Does the protagonist of this sculptural sculpt still want to save his daughter?

If he hadn't wanted to do something more and see if he could achieve some success, he would have asked Maggie to send him back, and he might not have to meet the protagonist of the sculptor.

Waiting around, finally, after Grey put Maggie back to her own room, he heard an unusual sound outside.

"The footsteps of the two people?" Gray stood in the corner of the wall and listened quietly, looking a little surprised. Where did this guy find a helper to come back?

But the problem is not big, just double the number of people, so what if it is, there are food delivery in front of him.

"Come in, you two, don't have to hide!" Gray said directly. He was not here to play hide-and-seek with them. He didn't have the time to wait for so long, and he had already lost his patience.

Gray called out directly. The two of them paused for a while and rushed in directly after rummaging on the window.

One of them is Amo whom Gray had met in the park, and the other is a dirty guy with a blond hair on his head and a small black mink lying on his shoulders.

Gray, who knew where he was, instantly understood that this was another plot character-----Dirty Fingers!

Amo looked at Gray with a bad look. In fact, the two of them didn't want to come in directly, but Gray directly called out the whereabouts and accurately stated the numbers of the two people. They couldn't help but believe that they were discovered.

After all, Amo is just alone. Even if he escapes, he is sure that he will come back to save his daughter. But who can say that he will not come back alone, or after seeing so many of them, he calls a few more helpers, but just determine the number to two people?

That can only be said that they were indeed discovered, and they were discovered just after they came in.

"Amo, I thought you didn't come to save your daughter and didn't want to know where your wife was!" Gray said expressionlessly. He didn't have any good feelings for this guy, so what if he was the protagonist?

I have been waiting for so long and want to find my wife without paying a little price. Don’t think about it.

With just one sentence, Amo was stunned. He knew that the fantasy character in the book that had just been summoned could not know the whereabouts of his wife, but what if he knew? Moreover, his daughter was still in his hands and he was called to break his whereabouts. It would be impossible to rescue his daughter quietly. If it could be negotiated, then resolve it peacefully.

Now I can only see what this guy wants to do. I hope he won’t hurt his daughter!

Amo felt a little powerless for a moment. Although he had never given up after six years of wandering, his disappointment was always blowing his confidence. This time his daughter summoned a more terrifying existence, and he was a little desperate.

In comparison, the Demon Goat can only be regarded as an insignificant villain, and the person in front of him can slaughter the evil dragon. What is even more disturbing is that he does not know whether he is a human or an evil dragon.

If it is a human, then it is said to be very good, but if he has become an evil dragon, it will be their disaster!

"Why are you in a daze? I really don't want to know your wife's whereabouts?" Gray didn't know that the guy in front of him was still distracting at this time. Seeing him looking dull, he said dissatisfied.

"My man, I advise you to hand over Maggie, so that everyone can be peaceful!" Dirty fingers have had enough of life here. In recent years, I have been hoping that Amo can send him back, but Amo refuses to do so and hides from him all the way. If he hadn't had a slight connection with the summoner, he wouldn't have found him.

Now Amo comes to the door with the initiative, asking him to help save his daughter, and promises to find a way to send him back when he finds his wife. Naturally, he will not miss such an opportunity. He misses homesickly and his beautiful wife too much.

Moreover, he has not had much money and no identity over the years. He has really had enough to solve his personal needs and has to do it himself.

"A dirty juggling clown dares to speak loudly in front of me. Do you know that in front of you is the greatest dragon-slaying warrior in history, the king of the Stone Fort!" Grey glanced at him and hummed with his nostrils facing the sky.

Dirty fingers then noticed that the guy in front of him, who was wearing casual clothes, had a crown on his head (it was taken out when he told Xiaomaqi and Xiaomali that he was the king), and there was a green thing in the middle of the crown (it was regarded as a bed by Xiaomali).

"Dragon Slayer Warrior, King?" Dirty fingers turned his head and looked at Amo with stiff neck. He felt like he was being tricked.

The Dragon Slaying Warrior--the representative of power, the king--the representative of power, no matter which, it means that the person in front of him is very difficult to deal with.

It's fine for the king, after all, it's useless in this world, and you can't bring your army here, but the Dragon Slaying Warrior is different. He is a low-level mage who lives by juggling, and he can't beat him.

He looked at Amo with a look of looking at the pen. His dirty fingers chose to make the tactics from the heart, quickly performed the highest etiquette he knew, and said humbly: "I am very sorry for offending your majesty. Please forgive my sins, the great dragon-slaying warrior and the great king!"

"I miss you ignorant, so I won't be the case!" Gray said angrily.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

"Do you know the whereabouts of my wife?" Amo came to his senses at this time, looking at Gray with some doubt and expectation.

"Do you think, how could I, a fantasy character who has just arrived here for less than a month, know the whereabouts of your missing wife six years ago, right?"

Gray waited for a while, and saw that he had no answer, he curled his lips and continued, "You think I am a fantasy character, so how do you know? In my opinion, so are you!"

Gray's words are not astonishing as ever, and they instantly make Amo petrified.

“No…No…No…”

"Impossible?" Gray sneered and told the plot that he knew had happened. "If it was impossible, how could I know these? Could it be that I rely on the investigation of these ten days? Do you think this is possible? Can the investigation be so detailed?"

"Or it is not fantasy characters, but someone with special talents who occasionally see the future of another world, so they write our lives as a story!" Gray was afraid that the blow would be too much, so he couldn't accept it, so he comforted him.

"Yes, yes, yes, you all really exist, so do I, how could I be imagined?" Amoru grabbed a life-saving straw and said quickly.

"Then can you tell me where my wife is?" Amo looked at Gray pitifully.
Chapter completed!