120 He May Be Ugly, But He Can Sing!

"Heh, Krassu, do you take me for that stupid dragon? You'd better stay out of this, or I'll freeze you again!" Urien sneered, his voice cold as ice.

Irina? The name sounded familiar to Mag. Then the realization came as he watched the two furious old men.

Mag had read in Krassu's file that he had tried to make the elven princess his disciple 20 years ago but failed. Apparently, Urien was involved in it. And this Irina is most probably the elven princess.

"Black Coal! Hello! Where is Green Pea?" Amy said delightedly, jumping down the chair. Ugly Duckling was eying the crow with hostility. It meowed at him, and looked like it was about to fly at him.

"She's still sleeping, that lazybones," the crow said with disdain. He took a glance at Krassu, and cowered in fright again. He had never seen such a terrifying old man oozing danger.