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'Ansari Dragon Riding Academy', 7th Dragon House...

In the dragon room that belonged to Lancelot, Lancelot, who was covered in silver and white fur, was lying on the floor, with the dragon's mouth open, eating a king-sized beef placed in front of him, looking at the speed of its eating and the faint sound of a happy dragon, it was obviously in a good mood.

Sylvia, dressed in uniform, stood beside Lancelot, wiping its body while watching it eat happily, but her heart was full of bitterness.

Lanstrow was not a particularly voracious dragon, and rarely showed a particularly good mood for being able to eat something delicious, as Lancelot's owner knew all too well.

Recently, however, Lancelot has been in a particularly happy mood every time he eats, and he is also very expectant and impatient when he waits for the time to eat, and when it is time to eat, he is in a very good mood.

In addition, prompted by this happy mood, when practicing dragon riding skills with Sylvia, he also showed more than one step better than usual.

All thanks to the food that Lancelot loved so much.

And these foods are cooked by Wu Yan's own hands...

Ever since he had eaten the Wordless Cook, Lancelot had fallen in love with the Wordless Cook. And showed an unprecedented desire to pursue.

Now Lancelot will leave the Seventh Dragon House almost every day when it is time to eat, and when he comes back again, he will have an extra fragrant and charming food in his mouth, return to his own dragon room, and eat happily.

The dragons of the Seventh Dragon House didn't know where Lancelot had left the Seventh Dragon House without permission, and where the food came from, but seeing that Lancelot had left without causing any trouble, they were happy to let it go.

Only Sylvia knew the truth, since the first time she had eaten the food that Wordless had made. Every time Lancelot left the dragon room without permission, he went to find Speechless. The food it brought back was also wordless for it!

Not only Lancelot, but also Guflin, who was tamed without a word, would leave the dragon room without permission when it was time to eat. Go and find the wordless. Begging for food.

In other words. Almost more than 50% of Lancelot's growth during this time is due to the food that Wordless has made!

As soon as she thought of this, Sylvia's mood was gloomy.

Myself. Lost to him in another place...

Moreover, even his own 'Pal' has been taken care of by him, and he has his credit for growing up...

He's really good...

Compared to him, he is really like a child...

Recalling some time ago when she recklessly challenged the rampaging dragon in order to prove that she also had the ability to ride someone else's 'Par', Sylvia unconsciously touched her face with one hand, as if there was still a faint pain there.

Sylvia is well aware that she really doesn't have much talent.

It's not that he doesn't have the talent to ride other people's 'Par', but he doesn't even have the talent to be a 'dragon breeder'!

The Knight of Loreamon stipulates that when the people reach the age of seven, they must go to the 'Abion's Forest' to perform the 'Rite of Youth', so that the Mother of the Dragon can evaluate and determine whether they have the talent of a 'dragon breeder'.

If there is, the person will get the young born from the Mother of Dragons, get the 'Star Carving', and become a 'Dragon Breeder'!

If not, then, the Mother of Dragons will not even appear in front of this person's eyes, and the person can only leave the scene in disgrace...

It stands to reason that Sylvia, who got Lancelot, can definitely have the talent of a 'dragon breeder', but only Sylvia knows that when she was seven years old, she was actually unsuccessful...

And the reason why she was able to get Lancelot and become a 'dragon breeder' was just because someone helped her...

Sylvia couldn't help but start recalling the conversation she had when she met 'him' when she was seven years old...

……

"Why are you so persistent in wanting to be a 'dragon breeder'? …”

"Woo... Cause... Because... I've got to have my own 'Par'..."

"For what? …”

"Because... Because... I want to be a great knight..."

"Knight... ?..."

"But... However, I was defeated, the Mother of Dragons did not entrust me with her young, and I failed to live up to the expectations of my father and sisters... I can't be a great knight anymore... I... I... Woooooooo

"Hey... Well, stop crying..."

"Woooooo

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't you want 'Pal'? I'll give you a head office, right?! ”

"Send... Send me one? …”

In the dimly lit forest, 'he' pressed a wonderful ball of light into Sylvia, who was only seven years old, and at that moment, Sylvia felt that there seemed to be some kind of change in his body.

Immediately, a 'star carving' appeared on Sylvia's body...

"I... I have 'Parr'? …”

"Well, 'Parr' is for you, so stop crying, Zhiludao? …”

"But... But is that good? …”

"Well, it's useless for me to give this thing anyway, and I don't really need it, so I'll give it to you if you need it, okay, I'm leaving, remember to stop crying..."

"Wait... Wait a minute! Big brother! What's your name! ”

"Me? My name is..."

……

"Speechless..."

Subconsciously, Sylvia murmured, called out the name that was quite hard to remember, and then thought of her performance, her bright and beautiful eyes were full of heartbreaking slumps, and even laughed at herself.

"If you let the big brother see me now, he will be very disappointed, right? …”

Saying this, Sylvia even had an extreme idea.

If at that time, 'he' entrusted Lancelot to someone else, then Lancelot would have been better than following him, right? …

Maybe it's even better than when you were with you, but it doesn't have to be...

After all, you don't have the talent to be a 'dragon breeder', do you? …

The thought had just risen to the occasion, and a familiar voice, which was quite memorable in another way, resounded coldly through Sylvia's heart.

Don't you understand that no matter what kind of dragon you ride, you don't rejoice in watching your dragon grow? …’

If you really want to be stronger, then all you need is Lancelot to see the dragon, it is what makes you stronger! ’

And if what you mean by becoming stronger is just to prove that you have the same talents that others have you can have, then I advise you to give up early and obediently become your Royal Highness the Princess..."

The cold voice poured on Sylvia's heart like a plate of cold water, pouring her almost into the extreme as if she had woken up, and suddenly came back to her senses.

"No, no, no! Can't think so! Sylvia quickly shook her head and took a deep breath to remove the distractions from her mind.

"He's right, I only need Lancelot, and I only need Lancelot in my eyes, it's what makes me stronger, not to prove that I have the talent of a 'dragon breeder'!"

"Get stronger! Gotta get stronger! Sylvia's originally gloomy eyes lit up with fire, and her hands clenched tightly.

"To live up to my big brother, entrust Lancelot to me! I have to be strong! ”

"Boom!"

Just as Sylvia's heart was burning again, a thunderous bang suddenly sounded in the sky outside!

"Ah!!h

The sudden thunder frightened Sylvia, who had just been full of determination, and broke the majestic image, like a timid little girl, covered her ears, and squatted down tremblingly.

Although it is hard to imagine, the famous 'Blue Ice Princess' is indeed afraid of thunder...

"Roar!!

While Sylvia crouched down in fear, Lancelot jerked himself to his feet and let out a loud growl of hostility out the window.

It's like seeing a moth!

It was only at this time that she raised her head tremblingly and looked at Sylvia outside the window to find that outside, the sky that had been clear a second ago was covered with a thick layer of dark clouds that revealed a strong sense of foreboding, and it was pitch black, which was hard to imagine.

"That's... What is that? …”

Looking at the sky covered by ominous dark clouds and a sticky discomfort that filled the air like a rotten and smelly swamp, Sylvia's ice-blue eyes trembled violently, and a trace of unease appeared in her heart... (To be continued......)