In just three days, under the construction speed of the two Grand Arcanists competing (frenzied), the construction progress bar of the Ideal Township soared at a rocket-like speed.

Here, Charlie is especially grateful to the Grand Arcanist Edson, who empties the number of arcane powers every day, and Eris, the lich who is over-squeezed every day.

Thanks to the continuous efforts of these two 'coolies', within three days, the floating city had a domed city hall with a beautiful environment and unique architectural shape.

a number of law enforcement offices throughout the inner and outer urban areas; the solemn and majestic Inquisition; the Great Hall of Citizens, where important matters are announced; Artsy drama theatre ......

Aside from the fact that it is sparsely populated and looks like a 'ghost town', there are no drawbacks here.

The problem of population is that Charlie is in a hurry and there is no way.

Probably because of the overly intense desire every day, Charlie triggers the task again.

In the past three days, the black dragon has not been lying on Charlie's shoulder.

But that didn't stop the black jade wrench from 'picking wool' from him.

Hungry and powerless, the black dragon lay a little wilted in the garden of the castle to bask in the sun.

The golden eyes had darkened under the devastation of the three days of 'Miserable Dragon Dao'.

As he pondered how he was going to get the damn ring back, the energy around him seemed to be sucked in by something powerful.

Sure enough, in the next second, black-gold light floated up from the gap in the dragon scales, and then they gathered together and flew away in one direction.

'I'm going to slaughter that woman!!' And the ring that eats inside and out!! ’

Although a certain dragon had such thoughts in his heart, he stood up, took a vain step, dragged his tired body, and fell down before he took two steps.

Immediately afterward, his consciousness plunged into pure darkness......

This time, Charlie actually saw that the black jade wrench absorbed a stream of black-gold 'smoke' wafting in.

Then, she received an updated assignment.

Charlie didn't care about the task, he chased the strange 'black gold smoke', and walked straight down the direction it came from, and came to the back garden of the castle.

Mr. Edson is really good at pleasing women.

This back garden is Charlie, the gift he received when he woke up on the second day of the construction of the 'Ideal Township'.

The elegant back garden full of red and white roses is beautiful enough for any girl to linger in the flowers and indulge in it.

The little black dragon lay down on the soft meadow.

Charlie, who could no longer find any trace of the black gold light, walked over suspiciously.

"Xiao Hei, is it your ghost?"

She crouched down and poked the little black dragon.

As a result, the little black dragon did not react at all.

Charlie, who realized that the situation was not quite right, picked up the little black dragon and ran wildly, "McGonagall! Mcgonagall! ”

McGonagall also has a separate room in the Grand Castle.

Vaguely hearing Charlie's call, McGonagall slowly lifted her huge dragon head from her fluffy feather pillow.

The huge young dragon stepped down from the Simmons mattress that Charlie had made for him today.

Well, now the mattress has been squished.

What else can you expect from a dragon weighing as much as an elephant lying on Simmons?

McGonagall was so happy that she got the new mattress that she wagged her tail and went out to find Charlie.

"What's the matter, Charlie?" , the juvenile dragon who has spent his infancy has also grown a lot.

"Let's see what's going on with him!" As he spoke, Charlie carefully put the little black dragon on the sofa.

The bronze dragon was about to check when he heard the little black dragon's stomach make a "gurgling-" sound.

He went to look at the little black dragon's eyelids again, turned his head silently, and looked at Charlie a little empty.

"What? Serious? Charlie's tone was worried.

"I'm dizzy from hunger." McGonagall's tone was a little strange, and her eyes were full of accusations.

The Bronze Dragon's kind nature prevents them from harshly criticizing a young dragon, even a nasty black dragon.

Charlie: "......"

The first time I raised a dragon, I thought this thing was the same as a snake, eating once a week, and taking care of it for a week.

Charlie immediately picked up the little black dragon and ran to the kitchen of the castle as fast as possible.

Since it wasn't a meal, Anne was upstairs training a few new maids selected by the village of Bella.

Charlie simply rolled up his sleeves and cooked for the dragon.

She can do a lot of tricks, and it is the joy of her life to enjoy life and cook delicious food.

It's just that after coming, Anne controlled the kitchen and resolutely refused to let Charlie, who was a nobleman, come close.

I searched around the kitchen and found a lot of food to eat.

Charlie warmed up a glass of milk for the little one first.

During this time, she washed the vegetables she found and cut them a few times.

Then the bread that was turned out of the basket was processed, put it in the oven, and planned to make garlic butter toast.

As he bent over the garlic butter bread slices into the oven, Charlie saw a small blue bag tucked between the oven and the cupboard.

The kitchen is basically used by Anne.

Charlie was curious and ticked things out to take a look.

It's a pound of noodles, last traded from Hydson.

This kind of noodles is expensive to death, and it is said that it is sold by goblins.

Charlie didn't know what it had to do with the fact that this thing was sold for 3 gold coins a pack, but he still sold it if he wanted to eat it.

This little maid was even hidden, like a little hamster.

Anne Market complains that Charlie would use precious ingredients for his usual dinner.

In her opinion, it should have been taken out and enjoyed at the banquet.

"Ah, let your maid be so insecure, a bag of noodles is still hidden......"

"Heh~ I must work hard to make money in the future, so that Anne will worry that she can't finish eating too much food."

Smiling, Charlie directly opened the noodles, found two more egg stand omelets, and planned to make one by herself, which used to be her best Japanese Neapolitan pasta.

Milk, bread and pasta are served in turn.

Charlie took out another large piece of demon wolf meat.

Divide it in half, the big one for McGonagall, and the small piece for the little black dragon.

As a result, McGonagall, the second goods, was very kind, and pushed the large piece to the little black dragon, and took the small piece of demon wolf meat herself.

The angry Charlie almost gave this drama spirit a storm.

Whose food and drink is she short?

If this dead little black doesn't eat every meal, she can still open her mouth and feed him?!

Xiao Hei smelled the fragrance and twitched his nose a few times.

The desire to eat woke him up.

Charlie saw that he saw a table of delicacies, and he twisted his head very strongly.

Yo? Hunger strike?

Why?

After thinking about it carefully, Xiao Hei suddenly started not eating because he took him to take a shower that day.

Is it because I am angry with myself in the bath?

Well, it seems that he slept all night with him tied......

Charlie doesn't have time to coax the bear child, if you like to eat or not, if you don't eat, you will starve to death.

She left with McGonagall with a small half-wolf rib in her mouth.

The kitchen door was closed.

"Goo-"

The black dragon, who was very hungry and had been 'woolen', opened his eyes with some shame and looked at the food that was constantly emitting aroma in front of him.

Damn it! What is it?! Why is it so fragrant!?

……

Charlie sat next to a cheerful McGonagall, who was holding a wolf steak with her two front paws.

The sunlight shone on the young dragon's beautiful blue-yellow dragon scales, and the metallic dragon scales reflected the light of the stars.

Charlie couldn't help but.

"Don't you dragons like to take a bath?"

McGonagall nibbled on the steak and looked at Charlie with a resentful look, "What misconceptions do you have about us?" ”

"Xiao Hei took a bath like he was going to kill him."

"Maybe the black dragons don't like to be clean, they live in swamps." McGonagall doesn't have the slightest affection for the five-colored dragon.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be two dragons in the same place, but they wouldn't have seen each other get closer.

"Is that really shy? If I helped you take a bath, would you refuse, McGonagall? Charlie asked again.

The young dragon was very frank, and he looked back at Charlie with curious eyes, "Why are you bathing me?" Do you want to be my spouse? ”

Charlie's face was covered with black lines.

Sure enough, the races are different, and the thinking channels are not on the same channel.

Charlie, who couldn't help but hold his forehead, said: "No, I probably just want to be your 'shovel officer'." ”

Because of cultural differences, the bronze dragon grew its mouth in a daze, and the demon wolf row in its mouth fell to the ground.

This answer probably shocked the young bronze dragon even more.

……

In the kitchen, a certain black dragon, who had eaten a full meal and swept away all the food on the table, was thinking about the big event of dragon life.

'Or not...... Don't kill ......?

Take her away......

Punish her for being her royal cook for a hundred years?

...... Hmm, or two hundred years?

A hundred years, can't you get tired of eating these things for a hundred years? ’