But Dewey unsealed her, so that her spirit has been deeply imprinted with Dewey's magic mark, almost become Dewey's shadow.

"You don't eat, you don't drink, you don't sleep...Wouldn't life be boring?"Dewey sighed and looked at Semel.

Semel was still wearing the bright red robe, but after several reminders from Dewey, she had learned to pay a little more attention to her appearance than to jump on the railing and swing her beautiful legs.

Semel rolled his eyes again.

"By the way...Well, I never asked you before."Dewey winked. "How long do you live?"

"Same as you."Semel said this sentence when some helplessness: "I was set free by you, the spell to unlock the seal, so that my life has been firmly linked to your spirit.I can live as long as you can!And if you die and your spirit is gone, so am I."

"So we live and die together, don't we?"Dewey had an odd look on his face.

"Watch your tongue, my little nobleman."Semel smiled maliciously. "Don't forget, I'm your great-great-great-grandmother."

Dewey directly pooh, unflinchingly stare at Semel: "you are just a copy, not the real Semel.And...Great-great-great-grandmother?Have you ever seen a grandmother who shows her legs around in front of her grandchildren all day?"