Chapter 1961 Little Gretel Extra (2)

The sweet but troubled life of a nanny passes quickly.

Gretel's little daughter, or the young silver dragon, grew up rapidly physically and mentally.

One month after landing, he has grown from being able to stand up unsteadily by pulling on his robe to being able to stand and walk very steadily;

After two months on the ground, he could spread his short legs and rush from the corner at one end of the hall to Gretel at the other end of the hall, bumping into him with a "bang" - or bumping into him. on the desk;

After three months on the ground, not only can she walk, run, and jump, but she also likes to jump from high places. When you are scared out of your wits and anxious to teleport over, her natural Feather Falling Technique has been activated, floating in the air, and watching Laughing at you...

Grete guessed that the reason for such rapid growth was that it took a really long time to hatch in the egg. Two and a half years of pregnancy, three years of incubation, and five and a half years of incubation.

Excluding the ten months it takes a human to conceive, that is still a four-and-a-half-year-old baby. It is extremely normal to have such mobility and mind.

On the other hand, dragons are different from humans after all. Young dragons, especially white dragons and red dragons, sometimes struggle to survive from the moment they break out of their shells;

Even the young dragons of gold and silver dragons, who generally grew up with their parents, may face some kind of accident and end up living in the wilderness.

Therefore, once the young dragon hatches out of its shell, it must grow as quickly as possible to have the ability to move and the mind to judge the surrounding environment. What's more, any young dragon who awakens his true name has the inheritance of the dragon clan, and wisdom is not a problem...

But if the wisdom inherited from the dragon clan is used to deal with him, it will be a problem. It’s okay to be naughty and mischievous, but you can’t hit or scold.

The little baby, who was three months old, could already speak very clearly. After scolding her a few times, she ran to grab the hem of Serela's skirt and complained one after another.

When it's time to put on a straight face and reason with her, the little girl blinks her silver-blue eyes again, looking at you cutely and watery:

"Ava doesn't understand!"

After a few more words, she suddenly turned into a baby dragon and ran all over the place - or she turned into a baby dragon, ate a big meal, and then found a place to curl up.

With his tail curled, his head pushed under the dragon's wings, he pretended to sleep on the spot... Often he just pretended to be asleep, and then he actually fell asleep. The length of sleep was variable, it could be one day, three days, or five or six days. ;

The time of waking up is uncertain, it may be in the morning, it may be at noon, it may be in the middle of the night... The only thing in common is that as long as you wake up, you must eat and drink!

For this daughter who constantly switches between human form and dragon form, sometimes switching autonomously, sometimes not being able to switch autonomously, with super mobility and a large range of movement, Gretel had to move:

From the mage tower in Nevis, we moved to the dragon lair in Serela on Dragon Island. It must be admitted that a dragon's nest is still suitable for raising children and raising young dragons.

Thank God, the little girl's current range of activities is still limited to the dragon's nest, as well as the platform at the entrance of the dragon's nest and the mountain where the dragon's nest is located.

Gretel's mage tower in Cerela territory is more than ten kilometers away from the dragon's nest. It is on another mountain. Moreover, it is on the back of the mountain, facing away from the dragon's nest. The little girl can't find it yet. …

Over the past few decades, Cerela's family members have also collected a large number. Guterres, the half-step legendary frost giant whom Gretel had controlled before, invited a group of his own tribe and a group of giants driven out by other tribes to settle in the territory;

Taurens, cloud giants, wild boars, and other powerful races came one after another;

The barbarians in the wilderness also moved several tribes over and took shelter in Cerela's territory. It's great here, no one collects taxes, and you don't have to go out with large armies to rob, you just need to quietly cultivate the land and serve the lord;

There were even several tribes of orcs who dragged their families across the wilderness, and then across the ocean, insisting on coming over to hug Serila's thigh. Cerela is also capable of doing everything:

Territories always need managers, and dragon nests always need someone to do the fine work. After all, those dwarfs are good at cooking and the food is delicious. However, they cannot cook hundreds of kilograms of animal meat at a time for the young lady, so someone needs to do hard work...

"A blue-horned antelope, just throw it to her!"

Serira took command as a matter of course. Grete looked sideways:

"How can that be done? The raw ones may have parasites! Of course they should be cooked and eaten!"

Hey, people say, "Dad takes care of the baby, as long as one of them stays alive." Why in our house, it's "Mom takes care of the baby, just stays alive." How can such a young child eat raw food?

"It's okay! The Dragon Clan doesn't care about this! What kind of parasite can rebel in the Dragon Clan's stomach?"

Serila waved her hand nonchalantly:

"When I was little, I always ate raw food! Whatever my parents caught, they would just throw it to me!"

Then you are really living a rough life. Grete felt a little distressed, and racked his brains, trying to convince his wife:

"Eating cooked food is good for digestion and absorption! A high intake of nutrients is also good for brain development!"

"You mean my brain developed slowly when I was a kid? I wasn't smart?!"

It was over, those silver-blue eyes began to transform into sterling silver, Cerela became angry...

"That's not what I meant! - But no matter what, it tastes better when cooked, and the children can eat more, right?"

"Where did you eat more?"

Cerira looked down. The dwarf directed, and the two wild boar workers fried, fried, stewed, boiled, and stir-fried. Plate after plate, basin after basin, and jar after jar of dishes were delivered to the little daughter like water.

The little girl sat upright on a special high chair, dangling her two short legs, and ate quickly from left to right. However, as I ate, my eyelids began to droop, and my head sank little by little:

"When you eat something cooked, you have to turn into a human form and eat it. How much can you eat in a human form? Five kilograms? Ten kilograms? You fell asleep before you finished eating..."

Sure enough, before she finished speaking, the little girl fell into a large pot of radish stewed with mutton, smearing herself all over her face. She arched twice in the basin, closed her eyes and opened her mouth, ah ah, ah ah, took a few mouthfuls, and quickly fell asleep again...

"I say eat it raw! Throw a whole antelope to her and eat it in one go, and the child can sleep for five or six days. Eat cooked food like this, and after eating it in one meal, she will wake up hungry in less than two days... "

"Irelia! Wake up! Finish this bowl of mutton!"

"Ugh...Ava, don't get up..."

The little girl cooed once, then cooed again, curled up into a ball, and fell asleep in her father's arms. Grete had no choice but to wipe her face clean, carry her to bed, and come back to give the chef an order:

"Next time, roast two whole lambs, so that the little lady can be transformed into a human form so that it is easier to eat..."