The next morning, Tyrrell was sleeping comfortably in his bed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoI didn't know when I fell asleep last night, but today I must sleep until the afternoon.

Just as Tyrell was having a sleepless dream, Odis, in elven form, walked in. "Huh~?" Lily, who woke up early in the morning, looked at Otis suspiciously, as if nothing had happened last night.

Seeing that Otis was aiming at Tyrell, Lily was anxious, how could she say that Tyrell was also her long-term meal ticket, and she couldn't die without helping!

So, she rushed to Tyrell and shook Tyrell desperately in an attempt to wake him up. However, Tyrrell just rolled over and fell asleep again, muttering, "Don't make a fuss, I would have gotten up early last night if it weren't for you." "The reality is, however, that even without Lily, Tyrrell would have slept until 12 noon.

Otis walked over to Tyrell with a smirk on his face, grabbed him by the neck and threw him back up the hill. On the way, Tyrell had no intention of waking up. Lily was behind her, eager to see how Tyrell ended.

It wasn't until Odis dragged Tyrell to the edge of the cliff that Tyrell opened his eyes in confusion.

"Uh, where are you?, I'm going, don't!ah~!" Tyrell had just found out about his situation before he was thrown down. And Lily jumped in with it.

He flapped his wings in despair, covering his head with his hands and waiting for the onslaught. As a result, after waiting for a long time to see if he landed, he let go of his hands and was surprised to find: "Hey, I can fly, I can fly!ah~!"

Before Tyrell could rejoice, he felt a huge impact from behind him. Then the ground got closer and closer to him, and then he heard only a 'click' from inside him. He was temporarily unconscious.

......

Drowsiness, pain, numbness, and oppression, this is what Tyrell felt when he regained his memory. He tried hard to prop himself up with his forelimbs, to find that he couldn't feel the part behind his waist.

"I... What's wrong with me? It looks like there's a plane crash, what the hell... I think I understand what's going on. Tyrrell looked up and saw one of Lily's big eyes, looking at him curiously, and from time to time he took out a bucket of small paws to Tyrell.

"Ah——! my God, kill me!" Tyrell felt countless grass and mud horses gallop past him, trampling his body and mind.

Otis walked up to Tyrell with a smirk on his face, and Tyrell could only see one of his feet standing under his eyes. "Yo, let me see who's lying here like a dead dragon, oh! It's Tyrell! Isn't it cool to fly with your little sister in the air!"

Tyrrell said that he didn't need to look to guess Otis on his face. He said hatefully: "********, I want you to be refreshed too!

Otis lowered his body with a smile, checked Tyrell's back and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that the spine is broken, and it's a little misaligned, otherwise you can grow well." Now I'm going to pull my misaligned spine back, it might hurt a little. ”

“...... What else can I complain about? Come on, I can hold back!" Tyrell said that he didn't scream in pain when he was beaten and vomited blood, (in fact, he couldn't scream in pain at the time.) What is a bone, Master Guan still scrapes bones to heal his wounds.

"Then I'm here, you hold back, don't shake your back, otherwise you will have to suffer a little more if you don't pull it well. Otis admonished Tyrrell.

"Come on, I can withstand it, I won't move. Oh my God, Odis I x you beep ——, beep - (muffled) Woo! Tyrrell couldn't scream in pain at this point, tears flowed uncontrollably, his two paws kept digging the ground, his legs kicking and kicking, his wings twitching at a strange angle, only his back was pressed by Otis with one hand.

"Very well, your patience is beyond my imagination, I don't have to do it again this time!" Otis finally let Tyrell go, and complimented him heartily.

At this time, Tyrell was destined not to hear Otis, for he was lying on the ground, his eyes rolling, his saliva flowing, his tongue sticking out, and he looked like he had been spoiled by a dragon.

It took a while for Tyrell to come to his senses, but his tongue kept chattering. He reached out a hand and touched his back, revealing that his hands were covered in blood. He looked at Otis with a shudder, and found that one of Otis's hands had been dragonized, and his other hand was carefully wiping the blood from his body with a white towel stained with blood.

Tyrell angrily said to Otis, "You... You're curing... Sick! or ...... Or kill the dragon!"

Odis replied nonchalantly, "I'm not a doctor, and I haven't studied medicine. It's good to be able to cure you, otherwise, if you wait a little longer, your spine will be deviated, and you will have to break it again to be cured, and you will have to suffer more. Therefore, early detection and early treatment. Besides, isn't it just a hole in the back! Back then, your father was a dragon medic, and how many dragons' lives he saved relied on this bone-grafting method. Doctors did this back then, like now. Eh, why are you looking at me with a dead dad expression, I'm not still standing here!"

Tyrrell simply stood up, finding that his whole body was still shaking, he covered his chest and said in pain, "It's nothing, it's just... It's just that the baby's heart is bitter!"

Feeling the sharp pain in his back, Tyrrell said, "Dad, you can't be merciful and help me heal!"

Otis sternly refused: "No, this is an experience for you, and it is also a kind of growth, and the new skin and scales you grow will be more tenacious." This is how the warriors of the dragon clan strengthen their skin and scales. But it seems that this blood is really going to stop, the wound is too big, Holy Light, listen to my orders, secondary healing. ”

Although it was still painful, Tyrell felt that the wound on his back at least stopped bleeding, and he asked Otis suspiciously, "Father, why, you are reading 'Holy Light, listen to my orders, secondary healing.'" 'And not that the Light gave me or gave me something?'

Ois said proudly, "The dragons even have to chant a spell with holy light. If it weren't for the Light, it would be very useful, and the Light would have no gods. We have already smashed down the churches of the Cult of Light and pulled the God of Light down from the waning moon. Then ooxx ten thousand times. Besides, as the only pseudo-god magic that the dragon uses to chant a spell, we say that the command is good for it. What else do you want us to say, the Holy Light comes to my room and kneels for me?"

"Uh... Anyway, why don't we go and destroy all those false gods?" asked Tyrell, looking embarrassed.

"Hmph, if they hadn't lived on the moon, we would have put all the false gods xxoo ten thousand times a day, ten thousand times! Otis said angrily with a resentful expression.