Before returning to the cave, Eric and Kanude hunted a few wild chickens.
The Dragon tribe disdained eating this kind of low-level creature, so small animals were very abundant here, found everywhere in the mountains.
Boa stood aside, looking at Eric with pitying eyes.
Beastmen were so pitiful; why did they eat such small food? If she had known he was so pitiful, she wouldn't have followed him over; these few wild chickens weren't even enough to fill the gaps between her teeth.
Eric didn't know this little dragon had so many thoughts. He just felt Boa's gaze was strange, but Dragons were all eccentric dragons, so he didn't think much of it. Back in the cave, he started butchering the chickens.
Boa was still a child. Although she was three hundred years old, her mentality was still very naive, so he would make her a few dishes that children liked to eat.
