When Ember returned to the Duke's Palace, the Gatekeeper of the Forces cast a disdainful glance as usual.

The red dragon didn't bother to bother with this kind of person, and walked straight into the door.

The fact that the baby dragon hatched from the dragon egg that he had spent a lot of money to give high hopes for was a heavy blow to Duke Bronn, who was in desperate need of strength to consolidate his position. It's better to buy an earth dragon, more than ten years is enough to grow into a terrifying beast.

If it weren't for the fact that Prince Bright liked it and that there was a guardian dragon in the palace, it would have been possible that the red dragon, whose status had become even lower after the old mage's death, would have been quietly slaughtered.

Back at his quarters, Ember poured the coins from his money bag onto the bed, and the red dragon looked at what seemed to be a little higher in the "bed" with satisfaction, and then fell on his stomach.

...

After some time, Ember was woken up, and when he looked up, he saw that it was Danse, the head of the guard.

"Come on, His Royal Highness Childe let us over. Dans said, standing in the doorway with the saddle of the red dragon in his arms.

The red dragon got up and walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It seems to be some advanced trial of the academy, going to Trym Forest. Dans said as he expertly loaded the red dragon with the saddle.

"The forest next to the Cliff of Despair?" the red dragon asked again.

"Yes. Danse checked the saddle and made sure it was in order, and then turned to his horse.

"By the way, can you give me two saddlebags? ”

"No problem, Mora, go get the saddlebag. Dans said to the other guard.

......

"This is the trial of the academy, what do you mean by this battle?" Boy Bright looked at the dozen or so heavily armed guards in front of him and felt a little annoyed and hurt his self-esteem, and the academy tutor next to him also shook his head.

"Your Royal Highness, this is the Duke Lord's necessary protection for you. Danse, the chief of the guard, said respectfully.

"It's okay to have embers, you all go back for me, and the third prince will bring a guard. Bright said toughly.

"But—" Dans had to argue something, but in the end he couldn't resist Boy Bright, and had to leave with the guards.

The scale of this academy trial is not large, there are only more than ten mentors and students in total, and the purpose is almost to add extra credits to the princelings, and the difficulty will not be very great.

The Trem Forest is only a hundred miles away from the imperial capital, known as the back garden of Lorysk, and you can tell that there will be no danger by looking at the name.

The trial of the academy is a three-day survival trial in the wild alone, this trial is very simple, these noble children who do not have storage props, not to mention three days, relying on the stored materials for thirty days is no problem.

"Although the trial seems simple, it is recommended to try to use your own ability to spend these days, and the more you rely on yourself, the higher the total score in the end. Following Bright, their mentor said with the task scroll.

At this point, all the trainees are separated, and each is supervised by a mentor.

When it was time for lunch, Bright Boy casually hit a few hares, he was not a pampered little white-faced boy, and Bright, who had been adventurous since childhood, still had some survival experience even if he didn't come to the wild many times.

"The first step in camping, to make a fire, is best done with your own hands. The tutor said lightly.

Bright, who had just set up to pick up the branches and leaves, looked at his hand when he heard this: "I'm not a magician, how can my hand emit fire." ”

The silent Ember pursed his lips, opened his mouth slightly, and a flame spat out and lit the fire. Dragons breathe fire, and Red Dragons are experts in this area.

Seeing this, the tutor shook his head, took out a pen and recorded it on the scroll.

Bright walked over and jumped up when he saw it: "Why do you have to deduct points here?"

"Because you borrowed an external force to make a fire. The tutor replied lightly.

"What external force? Ember is my lifelong companion, we will be together forever, is this also an external force?" said Bright with some resentment.

The mentor was about to retort when a voice sounded: "To be a man, be realistic." ”

It was Ember who spoke, and the orange-red dragon's eyes looked at the mentor calmly.

The tutor thought for a moment, then nodded, and crossed out the place where the points had just been deducted with a quill. (After all, the identity of the other party is not something you can afford to provoke, remove the content in parentheses)

Bright is excellent in many ways, but cooking is definitely not included in this.

The mentor was quickly choked away by the smell of burnt paste, and the red dragon refused the burnt meat handed by Childe without changing his face. Although the charred flesh did not affect the dragon's super physique, strong stomach, and terrifying digestive ability, Ember didn't want to treat his tongue badly.

Expectedly, Bright smirked and threw away the inedible charred meat, picked up another rough-processed rabbit and roasted it.

In the end, Bright barely filled his stomach before he could scorch the last rabbit, and then under the watchful eye of his mentor, he was not very skilled in cleaning up the clutter and other preparations.

Two days passed quickly, the trial went smoothly, the relationship between Brett and the instructor was much better, and the ability to survive in the wild has greatly improved, although it is still a small fight compared to the professional, but at least it is much better than the other students I met on the road. It's just that the only thing that hasn't grown is cooking.

"I'll be back tomorrow, which hotel would you like a great meal, man?" asked Bright with his arms around the red dragon's neck.

Ember tilted his head and thought for a moment and said, "Then the Hilton Hotel." ”

Bright agreed, but his heart hurt a little, the Hilton is the largest and most imposing hotel in Loriske, and the food is very famous for its deliciousness, but the expensive prices seem to be more famous, and the cheapest dishes are calculated in gold coins.

In the past few days of the trial, the red dragon has not been touched, and the feeling is to keep it for a big meal? Seeing that Ember suddenly took a lot of action, Brett felt cheated.

Although the dragon's four-fingered forefoot is not as agile as a human hand, it is much more agile than ordinary beasts, and has learned a lot from the aftermath of human life. Dragons usually walk on four legs, but it's perfectly fine to stand up and walk on two legs, but it's much slower.

"You're not as fast as your dragon, Prince Bright. The accompanying instructor said half-jokingly.

Bright's face was slightly hot: "You don't deduct my points for this, anyway, there's nothing wrong with me graduating early, right?"

The tutor flipped through the fax scroll and replied, "No problem, but are you sure you can pass the exam?"

Bright shook his head slightly, looking at the red dragon who was enjoying his barbecue dinner, and then he nodded again.

The tutor sighed, although he got along well in the past two days, but he was just an ordinary intermediate teacher of the academy, and the status gap was huge, and he had no right or need to mix with these troubled waters, and it was better to do his duty than anything else, so he didn't ask anything more, and he could complete this relatively easy task early tomorrow morning, and then he could get a few days of long-lost vacation......