"Can this live?"

David immediately narrowed his eyes, and with some disbelief, he picked out the white dragon egg with a crack from the dragon egg, and gently tapped the tip of his index finger on the eggshell.

Dingding.

...... Bells.

There was some hesitation in the internal response.

Dingding.

David knocked again.

...... Bells.

There seemed to be a little courage in the eggshell.

David lost that patience.

"Get out of here if you're not dead! Knock your mom on the inside! ”

The muscles under the scales of the red dragon's right limb bulged for a while, and it directly knocked on it with a burst.

Click.

A third of the eggshells flew straight down the crack.

Revealing the pure eyes under the shell that seem to have not been polluted by knowledge, the white young dragon with a bewildered face.

Instinctively, he quickly reported his real name in dragon language:

"Sabu Hashish Murfiel Rashid Zulkifili......"

Just looked at the red dragon in front of him with an angry face and exhausted patience, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally squeezed out a flattering smile and greeted:

"Winter ...... Happy Summer...... Mommy ......"

Pretend to be a baby red dragon.

The corners of David's mouth showed a solemn smile:

"Who are you calling mother?"

“...... That...... Father? Murphyll's smile became even more humble, and a drop of crystal water spilled out of the corner of his eye and his cloaca at the same time.

"Ah???h David held up half of the eggshell and slapped it directly on the beach.

"What kind of white dragon do you have, where did you have the courage to call me a father?"

[Arrogance]

[Fury]

The entire beach fell silent on the spot.

There are hundreds of elves, and in the face of the [furious] and brutal red dragon, no one dares to squeak halfway.

Still on the side, he was afraid that David would not know the goods, and Zhuoer reminded in a whisper:

"Master, White Dragon, that's also a dragon, if you really don't like it, you can ...... it"

What she didn't say was that it was still a real dragon who had called out its real name.

The value of one of them alone is probably worth all the dead eggs of this ship.

"Hmm...... Yes, that's the same, the white dragon is also one of the five-colored dragons. ”

David, who 'almost forgot about this stubble', rubbed the scales off his knees and smiled gently.

It's just that this unexpected surprise made David suddenly have a headache.

Of course, he also knew what Siat meant.

If you don't look down on the combat power of the white dragon, you can sell it with this ship of dead eggs.

But what David hated most in his last life was human traffickers.

Now that he has crossed into a giant dragon, even if it is a red dragon with an evil nature, he still can't do such a thing that goes against his heart.

Even if he could deceive himself into giving himself an excuse to 'help these young dragons' find a good adoption, not all buyers would value dragons as mounts and breeders as much as the elves.

After all, not everyone has the money, energy and time to raise a young dragon to become a dragon, especially humans with a lifespan of less than 100 years.

They will maximize the interests of a young dragon for the highest interests in the short term, otherwise how did so many low-end 'dragon XXX' on the market come from?

Even if he didn't talk about it, it would make him think poorly, if any dragon really took the risk of making a big deal and did this kind of thing of selling his compatriots to other races for vivisection, once the news leaked, I am afraid that he would immediately become the public enemy of all dragons, even Tiamat, who was the biggest mercenary leader in the entire Bato Hell, would have to weigh it when he gave out the blessing of the dragon god.

But since it is not sold, is it possible that he is a red dragon, and he still has to learn from the dragon mother to raise a white dragon?

He's and Tanya just baby dragons!

The thought of the stupid thing that followed him all day long in the back of his ass calling his dad made David feel like the next [rage] entry was about to pop up again.

Xu was aware of David's thoughts, and Zhuoer changed his tone, and immediately smiled and said:

"Actually, the master doesn't have to worry about the raising of the white dragon at all, you can hand him over to us, or, when I leave, to my younger brother, Cretian."

"Oh?" David was immediately skeptical.

Naturally, he is not worried, the dragon should be said to be the best species to feed in the entire multiverse, and it can maintain its vital signs by eating soil.

But education is a problem that makes the dragon head as big as a fight.

Without the absolute suppression from the female dragon, these extraordinarily energetic things like perpetual motion machines will immediately turn into dragon children who dare not be seen by dragons and kobolds.

In particular, it is a white dragon that is comparable to a husky, but much more destructive than a husky.

David could even imagine the moment when his nest suddenly collapsed in his sleep—the white dragon, who liked to burrow everywhere when he had nothing to do, would probably be able to make his nest into a hive cheese in all directions.

Creddian, who was on the side, immediately plucked up the courage to take a step forward and recommended himself to the red dragon Mao:

"Dear master, former Spider's Hive Dragon Care Technician, Credian, reports to you.

"If you trust Credion, a hundred years from now, Credion will present you with a fully trained White Dragon Warrior. I pledge with my life. ”

"Spider's Nest Dragon Care Technician?" David chewed on the somewhat dragon-like word.

I don't know for Mao, he always feels as if he's heard of it somewhere.

"Yes! This is a profession created by the ancestors of our Siat family, and it has been passed down to my sister and me, and it is already the seventeenth generation of Drow. When it comes to raising dragons, we are professionals, and you can rest assured that you will leave it to Credian. ”

"......" David finally remembered where he came from.

His own ancestor who was stolen and raised by Drow back then......

And relying on the contribution of this ancestor like a stallion day and night, the ancestor of Crétiann wrote "Postpartum Care and Mental Health Management of Female Dragons" and "Breeding Manual of Hatchlings - Love and Whipping", two books that were sensational both in elven society and in dragon circles......

I have to admit that judging by my resume and experience in dealing with dragons.

Where is this Drow family professional, this is simply a special dragon breeding master!

It's no wonder that a branch of the Zhuoer has survived for so many generations......

David, who was no longer carefree, was in a good mood, immediately buckled the eggshell, pulled back the white dragon Murphyll, who was pretending to be dead in the sand, with his paws, and stuffed it into Cretian's somewhat struggling arms, and patted his emaciated shoulder with the tip of his tail:

"Very well, from today onwards, you will be the chief dragon care technician of my Red Dragon's Lair."

Saying that, David's gaze fell on the eggshell again, and the white young dragon Murfil, who was full of sand and dirt from beginning to end, said:

"Don't play dead, come and meet your new mother."

Cretian did not veto the master's 'new title', but two seductive blushes floated on her delicate face, she took out the leather whip on her waist and licked it in her mouth, her eyes looked at the white dragon baby who was about to be raised by her with a cold smile:

"Hello, little Murphyll, do you want your mother's love or the whipping of love?"

Poor Murphyl looked at David, the red dragon with a fierce gleam, and then at the army of elves, and pounced on Cretian's pectoral muscles like an airfield:

"Mom! Murphyl is a clever dragon! ”

"If that's what mom loves......"

The white dragon overflowed with two lines of moving tears:

"Please whip me as much as you want!"

"Murphyr can stand it!"

"Mommy loves me!"

"I love Mom!"

"Wow!!"

David glanced at Cretian, who was slightly neck cocked but his face was full of obedience.

Finally, a satisfied smile appeared.