A Draconian's Survival Guide

While the family cadres were fully preparing for the golden lion hunting plan, the orphan shelter Rosinandi requested to establish finally paid off.

On the playground of the "Public Orphan Asylum Elite Class" in the Kingdom of Spada, several children from the elite fighting class were practicing fighting with wooden knives.

"Ha!" "Roar!"

Sitting outside the playground were three children from the tactical elite class watching the fun.

"Wow~ Look, Gladius has become stronger again."

"Has he learned how to use shaving?"

"It's impossible. Even if he is a genius, he is only 11 years old."

"Those in the combat class will graduate and go to the King's Army's youth class at the age of 12. By then, the pressure on those people will be much less."

At this moment, two little girls from the business elite class walked over with books in their arms.

The two children who were still gossiping nearby became nervous instantly. One child patted the other child on the arm and said:

"Calm down, calm down, it's Catherine and Monet."

Another little boy said while arranging his clothes: "I know, I know, stop it, it's already wrinkled my school uniform!"

At this time, Gladius also defeated an opponent. After putting away his wooden sword, he looked at the two people outside the playground.

But what he saw was not the two little girls, but an old man on crutches and a young man in a suit, black fur and sunglasses.

Because he vaguely felt that those two people had been looking at him during the fight.

Rosinandy and Butler beside the playground were indeed looking at him.

"Ahahaha~ What a keen intuition. He can sense our presence and sight without seeing anything."

"I was also surprised when I first discovered it. This must be the [beast-like intuition] you mentioned, young master."

"It must be, hahaha~"

Seeing Rosinandy's pleased eyes, Butler looked at the director of the shelter who ran over and said, "Then I ask them to call this child over and let you take a look?"

Rosinandi nodded and said, "Okay, do you know his name?"

"It should be called Gladius. He was named baby-3 when he was too young when he was brought back. This is the name he gave himself."

Rocinante nodded and asked Butler to arrange the meeting. He himself muttered silently:

"Gladius, what a dagger~ What an interesting kid, hahaha~"

It didn't take long for Butler to come over with Gladius and a little green-haired girl. As he walked, he whispered to the two of them to be respectful to Rocinante.

"Young Master, this is Gladius, and this little girl is Monet. They are currently the best students in the combat class and business class respectively."

Gladius looked at Rosinandi with excitement and said tremblingly: "Hello, young master."

Monet had a sweet smile on his face and said in a sweet voice, "Hello, Master Rosinandi."

After seeing the two people saluting, Rosinandi did not respond. Instead, he took out a gun from his arms and fired a shot at Monet, who was behind Gladius, and then pointed the gun at Gladius. on the head.

Gladius was shocked at first when he saw this, and then looked at Rosinandi with a fierce look in his eyes.

After realizing that Rocinante had no intention of shooting, he turned his head and glanced at Monet, who was lying silently on the grass.

But after turning his head, the fierceness in Gladius's eyes disappeared, and instead he looked confused.

"Ahahaha~"

Rocinante reloaded the gun and put it away, saying:

"Yes, you are both good, especially your little girl. I am not as smart as you at your age."

Monet stood up and brushed the weeds on his body and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master Rosinandi, for the compliment. In fact, I didn't expect you to use this method to assess us. I was still slow to react."

After hearing Monet's words, Gladius realized the cause and effect of the matter, and he immediately lowered his head in shame and blushed.

Upon seeing this, Rosindi patted Gladius's head and laughed and said, "Ah ha ha ha~ don't be shy, you did a great job just now, I especially like the look in your eyes just now."

Hearing this, Gladius buried his head lower.

"Okay, you go back to class, I won't delay you~ah hahaha~"

After hearing this, Monet and the two of them bowed and immediately turned around and left in relief.

Watching the two people leave, Butler came to Rosinandi's side and whispered:

"I'm very optimistic about the little green-haired girl named Monet. She entered the elite class and became the first in the class only half a year ago. I plan to let her take over my class."

Rocinante did not immediately reply to Butler's words. Looking at the backs of Gladius and the two leaving, he took out a pistol from his arms, pointed it at the heads of the two men, and released his murderous intent with all his strength.

As if he could see it, Gladius looked back warily the moment Rosinandi took out his gun, and his body subconsciously made a defensive posture.

Monet, on the other hand, turned around after Rocinante released his murderous intent, suppressed his trembling body, smiled and saluted Rocinante.

"Go on, go on, go to class, hahahaha," Rosinandi laughed and waved her hands and said to the two of them.

"The successor you chose is not good, Uncle Butler. You don't have the brain to say it, but you are actually afraid of murderous intent. Hahahaha~"

"After all, she is just an 8-year-old girl. Even a war orphan cannot stand your murderous intent, Master. Although they are both geniuses, it is still difficult to find people as talented as you and Master Dover."

"Okay~ okay~ By the way, do you want to retire? Why have you started training a successor?"

After hearing this, Butler's high spirits instantly weakened a bit, and he said a little depressed and feebly:

"I'm already over 70, and I probably won't be able to serve you and Young Master Dover for much longer. I always have to prepare for my death."

Rosinandi patted Butler on the shoulder and said: "You are not old at all. With your ability, you can easily live to be more than 100 years old. Stop thinking so wildly."

"But didn't you see Gladius' reaction just now? If he hadn't had no swordsmanship talent, I would have wanted to train him to be a swordsman, hahaha~"

"With the family's current resources and abilities, we can train him to become a swordsman even if he has no talent."

"A swordsman is not interesting. What we need is a great swordsman, and for a great swordsman it is not enough to have a beast-like aura."

"Speaking of which, your green-haired successor doesn't have a sister or something?"

"No."

"Okay~" Rocinante replied looking at Monet's head full of green hair.