Who made you not earnestly create the world!

The blond boy stopped on the spiral staircase, feeling a little headache: "Leviathan, please speak clearly, what do you mean I'm about to give birth?"

Leviathan was stunned, remembering what he had yelled just now, and suddenly laughed dryly with guilt.

Three years have passed, the blond boy who was just an immature boy back then has grown a lot taller, his limbs that were short and round now look slender and straight, his face that was a little round and tender three years ago has now become an oval face, and most importantly, he has a full body The cool and dignified atmosphere is even stronger, and when those cold and clear snow-blue eyes look at you, you can feel your soul trembling in fear.

Mammon lay on the table and shouted nervously: "Father, Father, come and see, that egg! That egg is broken!"

"The baby dragon is about to be born." Rafael added.

The blond boy walked over, and sure enough, he saw countless cracks on the dragon egg on the table.

The dragon egg trembled for a long time, and finally, a small golden head broke through the eggshell and stuck out.

Leviathan let out a small exclamation, Mammon held his breath, Raphael also stared nervously, the blond boy stretched out his hand to the little dragon with great interest.

Seeing the blond boy sticking out his fingers, the newborn dragon cub let out a small cry of fear, and stretched its neck to avoid the blond boy's fingers.

The blond boy ignored the baby dragon's instinctive fear, stretched out his index finger and gently stroked the baby dragon's wet head, and soon the little dragon stopped making a cry of fear, but carefully rubbed the blond boy's finger, and let out a cry. The cries of attachment.

"Heh." The blond boy couldn't help but hooked the corners of his lips, and retracted his fingers.

The young dragon yelled at the blond boy for a while, seeing that the blond boy still couldn't come over to continue stroking, he aggrieved and broke free from the eggshell, leaving behind pieces of eggshell.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him intently, the little young dragon yelled at everyone, then shook off the egg liquid on his body, then sat down on the table and gnawed on the eggshell.

It has golden scales, a slender neck, small bat wings, and two small spiral horns on its head. The small claws are holding the eggshell and gnawing it with small teeth.

Leviathan couldn't help but rejoice: "It's so small and cute!"

Mamen clicked his tongue: "So weak."

Raphael touched his chin: "The young dragon looks like this."

The blond boy said lightly: "When will you send it back to the Dragon Clan?"

The three creatures were taken aback for a moment. After raising this egg for three years, they really forgot that it was going to be sent back to the Dragon Clan.

Leviathan looked at the blond boy with tears in his eyes: "Can we not send him back? I, can we raise him?"

"At the beginning, I wanted to send it to the Dragon Clan, but you refused to send it back, saying that you would wait for it to hatch before sending it back. Now that it has hatched, you told me that you don't want to send it back?" The blond boy looked at Leviathan coldly, " And this cub is a golden dragon, and the golden dragons are all royals of the dragon clan."

"I, I..." Leviathan looked at the young dragon reluctantly, and finally lowered his head dejectedly, "...Okay."

"Even if we don't send him back, the Dragon Clan will find him sooner or later." Raphael shook his head and said, "Recently, there are more and more traces of the Dragon Clan on the mainland."

There are rumors that humans have seen giant dragons in many different places on the mainland, and they even saw a giant dragon flying by when they went on a vacation.And he also said that people in one place did not know how to attract the giant dragon, but they failed to catch the dragon and almost all died in battle. This should be done by the behind-the-scenes organizer of the underground group arena.

The little dragon hatchling burped after eating the eggshell, and happily patted its bulging belly with its tiny paws.After resting enough, the little dragon staggered to its feet and whispered pitifully at the blond boy. The soft cry made Leviathan also look pitifully at the blond boy.

The blond boy said coldly, "I only have one dragon by my side."

Leviathan was stunned for a moment, then his face changed drastically, he hugged the blond boy's arm and smiled obsequiously: "Then what, tomorrow! Tomorrow I will send this kid away! How troublesome it is to raise such a small dragon , Father God, look at me!" Leviathan patted his flat chest boldly, "You can be cute when you transform into a human, and you can be a mount when you transform back into your original shape. There is no problem in fighting single-handedly and in groups, and you can find them by yourself." Food can’t die even if you put it in a random range, it’s definitely much easier to use than this newborn cub!”

Even the smile on Raphael's face froze, and the corners of Mammon's mouth twitched.

... This change of face, isn't it too fast?

The blond boy looked at Leviathan with a half-smile: "Don't rush to send him away, just keep him for a few days, don't you like him a lot?"

"I don't like it, I don't like it at all!" Leviathan said nervously and disgusted, "Father, look, such a small one has to be fed and bathed every day, how troublesome! And the newborn The little dragon cub is so weak, its claws can't even tear apart the flesh of a third-order monster, so it's definitely a drag if you keep it by your side!"

Seeing that the blond boy was noncommittal, Leviathan grabbed the blond boy's arm tightly with tears in his eyes, and his waxy loli voice was crying: "Father, God, as long as I am good..."

When he heard "Just me", Raphael narrowed his eyes, and Mammon's expression changed.

The blond-haired boy couldn't help feeling soft-hearted, and rubbed Leviathan's head: "There are still a few days left before the semester ends, and I will send this little dragon back to the Dragon Clan when the holidays begin."

Leviathan's eyes lit up, and he showed a cute and sweet smile to the blond boy, and hugged the blond boy's arms even tighter: "Father God is the best!"

"I want to hug too!" Mammon threw herself into the arms of the blond boy and hugged the blond boy's waist tightly.

The blond boy was staggered, a little displeased: "Mammon!"

Mamen raised her head and said stubbornly, "Why can't I hug Leviathan? Father God, you can't be so partial!"

Unexpectedly, after such a long time, he was once again accused of partiality by his own creation, the blond boy was a little dumbfounded, but after feeling the warmth behind him, and a pair of arms wrapped around his waist, he couldn't help but said: "Raphael, why are you messing around with me. "

Raphael hugged the blond boy's waist, buried his head on the blond boy's neck, laughed when he heard the blond boy's words, leaned into the blond boy's ear and said aggrievedly: "Could it be that Father God doesn't like Raphael that much?" Do you? Raphael has long wanted to embrace God the Father."

His ears were itchy by Raphael's breath, and the blond boy couldn't laugh or cry when he heard Raphael's coquettish words.

The little dragon, who was ignored by everyone, looked at the huddled gods and creations, tilted his head, and let out an aggrieved cry.

"You still have a perfect score this time, and your classmates will hate you to death." Enos said so, but the pride on his face really couldn't be suppressed.

The blond boy was expressionless: "Teacher, you'd better be careful when you go out at night, don't be beaten by other mentors with sacks."

Enos choked, a little guilty: "How is it possible, your mentor and I are so popular."

"You showed off in front of the tutor of another class yesterday, and I still remember how ugly that tutor's expression was." The blond boy pointed it out mercilessly.

Thinking of the mentor of the noble class, Enos frowned: "Who made him so speechless." Thinking of those ugly words, the good-tempered Enos couldn't help but explode in anger.

The blond boy picked up the scroll that had just been completed and read it carefully. After finding no problems, he carefully rolled it up, sealed it, and handed it to Enos: "Here."

Enos shook his head and pushed the scroll back: "This is your work, and it's still a scroll of twelfth-order magic. The instructor can't accept it."

"It's okay, I still have a lot."

The blond boy's so relaxed and natural words made Enos heartbroken. He wanted to make a twelfth-level magic scroll, but he had to go through countless failures before he could make one, okay?

After the blond boy was kicked out by Enos, he still didn't understand why Enos suddenly changed his face.

"Yar!"

The blond boy stopped and looked over when he heard the shout, then nodded: "Asa, Jacob."

Asa brought Jager to the blond boy. Although he didn't show it on his face, his eyes were full of joy and joy: "You are here, Yaer."

The 15-year-old Asa has completely lost the bluffing and carelessness of three years ago. I don’t know if he has grown up or stayed on the throne for a long time. Even when he gets along with the blond boy, he has the majesty of a king, and his words and deeds are more serious. It is the elegant and noble air that cannot be faded away, not only the stature has become taller, but even the immaturity of the face has faded, and the long hands and feet have made many girls in the academy blush.

The blond boy said lightly, "What's the matter?"

"You can always come to my place to have fun this time, right?" Asa has long been used to the indifference of the blond boy, and complained, "Every time I make excuses that I will be busy then, now I have taken care of those troubles It's almost done, and I promise to take you to have fun when I have time." When he said "trouble", Asa's eyes flashed a cold light.

"It's hard to be free this holiday, Yael, you must go." Jager smiled.

Three years later, Jager has also lost the weak spirit of the year, and he already has the posture of a swordsman.

The blond boy pondered for a moment, as if it would not be a big deal to delay going to Long Island for a few days, so he nodded: "When will we go?"

"The day after tomorrow." Hearing that the blond boy agreed, Asa smiled, "I will take you to visit the imperial capital of our country, and eat our special food by the way."

"Okay." The blond boy curled his lips slightly.

At the same time, Leviathan glared fiercely at the ignorant young dragon and said, "I, Leviathan, am the only dragon who can stay beside the Father God! Only me! Don't compete with me for the position next to the Father God, you know? Otherwise I will eat you!"

Mammon twitched the corner of her mouth and turned her head away: "Childish."

Raphael brought tea and snacks with a smile: "Come and have afternoon tea."

Leviathan ran over with a cheer, and Mammon stared at Raphael vigilantly: "I tell you, I won't be fooled again!"

"You are overthinking." Raphael smiled, and took a sip from the teacup.

The scent of tea and snacks is too tempting, but afraid of being tricked again, Mamen struggled for a while and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and when Leviathan was about to drink the tea, he snatched the teacup from Leviathan's hand and sniffed it. After sniffing out the peculiar smell, she took a sip carefully, and the fragrant and smooth tea slipped into her throat, Mammon showed a satisfied expression.

The robbed Leviathan rolled his eyes, took another cup and poured tea.

After drinking a cup of tea, Mammon couldn't help reaching out to the cookies that Raphael specially made for Leviathan on the table.

When the blond boy came back, he found Mamen laying his dead body on the sofa with a defiant expression on his face. He couldn't help being suspicious: "This is it?"

Raphael was worried: "Mammon ate the cookies I made for Leviathan, and that's it. I didn't think that what Leviathan ate would be unsuitable for Mammon to eat."

Mammon got angry when he heard Raphael's hypocrisy, jumped up and shouted: "I didn't expect that! You are definitely..." Before he could say the word intentionally, a "grunt" suddenly came out of his stomach, Mamen's face froze, and she immediately ran into the house with her waist bent and her stomach covered.

Hearing a loud closing sound, the blond boy raised his eyebrows and looked at Raphael: "What the hell did you do?"

Raphael met the blond boy's eyes purely: "Father God just joked, what would I do? I can be a pure and good angel. I really didn't think that Mammon would be unsuitable to eat Leviathan's food .You see, Leviathan has been eating there all the time."

The blond boy looked at Leviathan, Leviathan held a cookie in one hand and held a porcelain cup in the other hand and blinked innocently from the blond boy, the blond boy silently looked away.

Diarrhea is not enough to kill a demon, it should be treated as a stomach cleanse, Raphael has always been measured.

Raphael happily went to prepare dinner for his father.

Yeah, how could he know that Mammon is not suitable for Leviathan's favorite cookie with a little holy water?

In addition, Mamen underestimated him too much, how could he use the trick of cutting ingredients in the tea for a second time?

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