Chapter 181: Massaging The Dragon Isn't Easy.

"Mira." Arad waved his hand before her, but her focus never broke. He tilted his head, poking her forehead. "I'm here,"

"HA!" Mira cried, her arms flailing as she jumped. Thud! She smacked her head on the wall and curled forward.

"It hurt," Mira growled, holding her head back as a tear dropped from her eye.

"Mira." Lyla lifted the broom and gently tapped Mira's head. "Hurry, or I will do it myself."

"Heh?" Mira lifted her head, gasping as she stared at her mother, confused.

Lyla approached snatching the oil bottle from Mira's hand and handing her the broom. "You go sweep the ground. I will massage him." She smiled.

Mira blinked, jerking back to life and snatching the oil bottle back. "Give that back!"

"Then stop daydreaming." Lyla smiled, resting her hands on her hips. "I saw him, he was about to rip the lord's mansion apart when he thought the attack came from there." Lyla turned and walked toward the door.

She looked back with a smile. "You better work hard."