Palm Dragon

Ice turned slowly, the smile disappearing.

"I do not understand what you mean."

Ferrez was tough. "It means you can't take Adrian away."

Is is not happy.

Adrian obviously suffered a lot of grievances in Sunset Castle, and in a way, it was his own fault.

Not to mention that the little fat dragon was still injured in front of him.

Although he didn't mention it, Mr. Noble was actually full of annoyance.

The sudden and inexplicable move of the red dragon undoubtedly made the already impatient Yisi even more irritable. "Why?"

Ferris stalked for a while, and found that he really couldn't explain the reason.

Although he has already believed most of the little fat man's words, after all, there is no real evidence - Bello's self-blame and expectation for so many years can be seen by all the dragons, and the feeling is too heavy, which made Fei, who has never cared about anything. Reis couldn't help hesitating.

It would be best if the little fat man was really that egg back then, and everyone will be happy in the ending.

But what if I make a mistake...

He couldn't imagine how disappointed his uncle, whose expectations had been shattered, would be.

But if Yisi took Xiao Panglong away, there would be no possibility of confirmation.

He couldn't tell the reason, and he couldn't let Yi Si take the dragon away. The entangled Ferrez actually felt that he was messing around.

Ice stopped laughing.

The magic circle in Cappadocia began to glow, Mr. Noble decided to ignore the red dragon, nodded to Bello, and was about to step in.

Can't let the little fat man go away!

In a hurry, Ferris planned to force the other party to submit, but was stopped.

"...Mr. Al Rufado." Bello put away his long sword and stepped forward to stop Iss.

"Richaru." Ice frowned slightly.

"Mr. Richaroo." Bello smiled peacefully. "Adrian is hurt."

Of course he does.Mr. Noble raised his eyebrows.

"You know, this time my king is traveling, and I brought the best doctor on Dragon Island with me." Bello said casually. "Perhaps Adrian needs some...appropriate treatment." He put the stress on the word 'suitable'.

The implication is that people who are not of my race go away.

Although he was very unconvinced, Bello did express his concerns.

The problems in his previous adulthood also made him very anxious. If Adrian hadn't been lost to the Hall of Holy Virtue, he might still be worried now.

He really wanted to proudly throw Bello a contemptuous look to reject him, and then walk away with the little chubby dragon in his arms.

but……

Mr. Noble sighed in his heart, and looked down at the meatball in the arms of Jing Jingtuan.

After a day and a night of running around in a panic, Adrian looked ashamed, and his thin snoring almost hit the apex of Iss' heart.

Uncle is too strong!

Ferrez, who already had a bit of admiration for Bello, was even more convinced.

The devil was moved by two words, hehe, that's right~ Put down the little fat man and get out~ Seeing that Yisi seems to be loose, Ferris, who was secretly delighted, wanted to step forward to take it as soon as he straddled his long legs Adrian.

Then froze for a moment.

The little chubby dragon in Mr. Noble's arms was undoubtedly sleeping very, very deeply. He didn't know what he dreamed of. When Ferris approached, he even blew his nose so beautifully.

But this is not the point.

The point is that at some point, Adrian's paws grabbed the front of Iss's shirt tightly, with both paws.

His shirt was pulled out of shape.

Even if he didn't do anything now, Ferris knew that it might not be easy to dig Adrian out of Mr. Noble's arms.

Bello seemed to have seen this situation, and was silent for a while before speaking. "Mr. Richard... the Hall of Shengde is also very welcome."

Yisi glanced at Bello with a half-smile.

The Hall of Holy Virtue...isn't that the residence of that fellow Garnandi in the Holy Imperial Capital?

Invite the devil to the place of the angels?

Mr. Noble's mood suddenly improved.

"Then, excuse me."

……╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭……

So going around, Mr. Noble and the butler, master and servant returned to the holy imperial capital.

Because the injured Casey had a little difficulty dealing with the purification enchantment of the holy imperial capital, Cappadocia simply wrapped the little bat in a bandage, put a concealment enchantment, and then carried the little bat in his hand. From a distance, it looks like it is carrying a weird bandage ball.

Because Adrian was holding on to Iss, Mr. Noble had no choice but to hold the little fat dragon to visit the doctor who was said to be 'the best in Dragon Island'.

The Temple of Holy Virtue was very quiet in the middle of the night, and both Yisi and Cappadocia were very good at hiding the dark aura from themselves, so there was no commotion.

But the good doctor was very blunt about his displeasure at being woken up in the middle of the night.

Ferris carefully placed Aini on the soft bed, wishing he could kick the grunting old man behind him.

"Doctors should have the utmost patience for their patients!" The red dragon glared at Tutuma who was still wearing a blue star nightcap.

"It's no secret that dragons have thick skins! Let's wait until tomorrow morning—huh? Elves?"

"I was injured by the sound wave of the blood race." Bello explained briefly.

"Small problem, small problem...Pluck some beautiful squirrel flowers in the garden..." Tutuma waved his hand vaguely, and looked carefully at the elf's pointed ears.

"Aha! There's another one!" The old man turned around and saw the little black dragon in Iss' arms. "Wait... I remember this lost little guy..."

Tutuma stretched out his bony hand and kneaded Adrian's body seemingly casually.

The little black dragon's claws slowly loosened.

Putting Adrian next to Aini, Tutuma tossed the little chubby dragon over and over again - not like seeing a doctor, but like a child playing with a toy.

"Still underage?" the old man said loudly, stroking his beard.

Mr. Noble frowned, and took two steps away to avoid Tutuma's spittle.

"He was given some blood by the vampire..." Bello didn't know much about what happened in the castle, but he watched Adrian's injury carefully.

This child always makes him feel unable to let go.

Bello's eyes looked tenderly at the little black dragon who was not disturbed at all by the doctor's torment and continued to sleep soundly.

"Are you sure Aini is okay?" Ferris touched the elf's face worriedly. "Then why isn't he awake?"

"Because he is not a dragon with thick skin that can be used as armor!" The old man gave the red dragon a disdainful look. "Elves are always sensitive and fragile, but they are also extremely proud..."

Bello kindly persuaded Tutuma to check again carefully. Mr. Noble looked at Adrian, who was sleeping very peacefully, and exited the room with Cappadocia.

"Aren't you going to take out the little bat?" Iss said.

Cappadocia ignored the gossiping smile on the noble gentleman's face. "Dragon has never liked blood clans."

And Casey's appearance couldn't be hidden from the old man anyway.

After a moment of silence, the butler spoke slowly. "What's going on with that castle...?"

"It's really rare, my serious butler will be curious sometimes." Mr. Noble smiled.

Cappadocia frowned.

While they were waiting outside the castle, everything Ice did proved that he knew that weird castle.

Especially that "tradition".

When he checked around the castle, he saw only large and small turrets and arrow towers, which made him think for a moment that there was no way to enter the castle.

But when the last ray of sunlight faded to the other side of the mountain, something strange happened.

The originally calm lake suddenly had a big wave, and then he saw an extremely strange thing.

The water level of that great lake dropped rapidly, and correspondingly, the position of the castle began to rise at an extremely fast speed.

Sunset Castle rose by at least one-third of the lake, and the door that he thought didn't exist before also rose.

"The gate of Sunset Castle is in the lake." Mr. Noble leaned against the pillar in the corridor outside the room, and picked a Mayflower bud to play with. "Only when night falls does the gate rise from the water."

"Do you want to ask, why don't we go in from the water during the day?" Iss happily found that Cappadocia's face was not very good.

It's not easy, because most people don't think that Cappadocia has a different expression when it's happy, sad, and sad.

"That lake is called Star Lake. You must have noticed that there is no sign of life in that lake." Yisi showed a recalled expression.

"No creature can float in Star Lake—as long as you get into the water, it's like stepping into the deepest swamp."

"Sunset Castle is a masterpiece..." Before Yis could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a loud noise from the room behind him.

With his back turned to the door, Bello didn't notice that both Ice and Cappadocia pushed open the door and barged in.

"What's going on here?" For the first time in his life, Bai Long's voice was so unsteady that it was almost impossible to distinguish what he was talking about.

Tutuma sat in the big cotton chair, carelessly picking the hole in the nightgown.

"I'm just saying that the eggshell of this little guy has the characteristics of the Leoster family—that's all."

A dragon hatches only once in its life. After the baby dragon breaks its shell, there will be a small piece of thin but hardest part on the inward side of each dragon's egg-this part is usually cut out from the dragon's parents and polished into various shapes. Such a talisman.

That's right, amulets.

Because the eggshell is extremely hard, it can be used to protect the most vulnerable place of each juvenile dragon.

That is to say, the chest that has not yet grown the protective scales.

Fragments of that eggshell are usually attached to the back of the chest scales.Unless large scales grow, they will become part of the dragon again as the baby grows older.

When Tutuma was tossing Adrian just now, Adrian suddenly turned over without warning, and the old man's hard elbow hit Adrian's chest.

Because the owner of the body was in a state of unconsciousness, the little black dragon's body responded instinctively.

A small piece of sharp object tore a horn from the small scale on Adrian's chest and cut a hole in Tutuma's nightgown.

This is the little eggshell.

Because only a cracked egg can see what the shell inside looks like, usually only the parent dragon knows the shape of the shell of its child.

Except for the long-lived doctor Tutuma.

"When I saw the shape of the semicircular notch on the eggshell, I thought it looked familiar, so I thought about it—"

Bello understood what he meant without him going on.

Ferris opened and closed his mouth for a long time, and after seeing the excited expression on his uncle's face that he had never seen before, he decided to shut up.

Never had the young general shaken so much even when he first went to battle.

The old doctor took a meaningful look at the little fat dragon who turned over again on the bed.

"Then I remembered that the eggshells of you and your brother have such semicircular gaps."