Young Dragon Breeding Program

chapteronecalling

Hrudaset - an island in the extreme north of the mainland, surrounded by the sea, the island is completely uninhabited.

This is a city belonging to the Dragon Clan.

This place was supposed to be a peaceful paradise, but now, half of it is engulfed in flames and filled with gunpowder smoke;War broke out suddenly.Except for the Dragon Clan, the island is full of strange and malicious outsiders.Not only the leading human race, but also other races more or less want a share.

Dragon skin, dragon tendon, dragon bone, including their blood and flesh are all precious materials.

Even the existence of the dragon clan is too incredible and too powerful for the entire continent.

In the face of gods, the only choice is to worship or destroy.

Duran came to Hrudaset in a blinding white light. At first, he didn't know where it was.All the things and people he could see were dark and damp caves, and the heavy breathing of unknown creatures.

This particular breath made Duran blink violently.

An idea gradually took shape in his mind, but he really thought it was absurd!

Impossible, at a critical juncture of the war, how could there be time to summon him?Leaving aside the question of success rate, there is simply no reason to do so.

"...Mage...Mage..."

calling for him?

Duran raised his head and stared at the inexplicable dragon in the darkness: "Your Excellency, let me inquire—maybe it's a private matter, aren't you tired of dealing with the automatic artillery of the dwarves? The war is raging."

"That's not war." The dragon's panting intensified, burning with anger and hatred, "That's a massacre from all over the continent."

"I'm sorry," Duran said. "The bard will rehabilitate you..."

Seeing that the cold joke didn't have the desired effect, Duran smiled nonchalantly, and continued. "However, I don't think you need to be so pessimistic. The old things of the Illuminati Church are not a threat at all. As for the idiots of the orcs, it goes without saying. The dwarves will only create a little trouble for you. Yes. What is there to be afraid of? I can't imagine the outcome other than the defeat of the coalition forces."

The silence in the cave lasted for a while.

Then the dragon hummed and laughed like ripples on the surface of the water: "You are a black-robed mage."

"I'm Duran Wilbur."

"Never heard of it."

Duran smiled and said slowly: "The most famous people in the world are either those extremely powerful people or those heinous villains. I have neither rich treasures nor do any particularly famous bad things. The information on Hrudaset is not well informed, it is normal that your Excellency does not know me."

"I don't know that black-robed mages are always nagging like this. Instead of wronging you to bear this notoriety, why not use your own talents and go to the Church of Light to seek a priest position. It just satisfies your desire to speak."

"You really know how to joke!"

The irony of the dragon is so strong that, for example, if there is a cup in front of you, the liquid in it must be almost overflowing.

Duran made a haha, and changed the subject easily and casually.

"So, what about the war? You are in such a place with so little light, can you see what's going on outside?"

"On par," it replied, "The elves are at war, too."

Only then did Duran's eyes widen in surprise, the light blue water was particularly eye-catching in the dark space, like stars in the night sky.

He blinked his eyelashes and sighed, "Oh, no wonder..."

How could the elves, who have always been shunned and ascetic, take the initiative to join the battle against dragons?Could it be that the current dragon clan is really exhausted, and it's time to open a new chapter in history?

Thoughts suddenly disordered.

Duran lowered his head and meditated, unaware that the dragon above had been staring at him.

Both sides are carefully considering what to do.Today is different from the past, the players in the game are slightly different, and the whole game is lost.

"Master, tell me again, what's your name?"

"Duran Wilbur."

"Duran Wilbur," the dragon breathed out, each word knocking on the heart, "the ancient dragon family continues to this day, even if it is extinct, everything should be decided by the gods, not by the despicable ones." The invading army slaughtered us. If you still have a conscience, then take away the descendants of the dragon family and let them fall and take root all over the world! Let this flame never go out!"

"Forgive me, talking about conscience with the black-robed mage is like talking about morality with a thief. However, just being able to hear this incident itself is enough to make me feel honored." Duran smiled lightly.

"No, you'd be more honored."

Before Dulan could react, he heard Long say again: "From the moment you step here, neither you nor I have any room for detours. Now there are two forked roads in front of you, and the one on the left is rejecting my suggestion. I don’t want to spend too much time here, I’m afraid you can guess the outcome; the right side is obedience, signing a death contract with the soul, and will become the guardian of the new dragon clan in the future.”

"If you intentionally harm our dragon clan, the contract will take away your life and your soul. You won't even have a place to live after death. You should know this better than anyone else."

Dulan's smile froze in an instant, and he was stunned. This is simply buying and selling by force!

It was still the kind of trap that had been prepared long ago.

After a while, I realized that there was no way out, no way out, and there was no second choice at all.

You must know that the death contract is already powerful, coupled with the double effect of the soul oath, once you violate it in the future, you will suffer consequences that cannot be described by idioms such as "five horses divide the body" and "death without a whole body".

The corners of Duran's mouth bent slightly, turning into a wry smile.I didn't expect that after so many years of being happy and happy, one day I would be forcibly packaged and presented with several dragon eggs. Should it be a sudden windfall, or a disaster from heaven?

According to the literal meaning, it seems that, no, it is definitely to drag him to be a baby daddy.

Are all dragons so unreasonable?

The magic array started up again, and the dazzling light beams in the array seemed to tear apart the space and form new fragments, full of colors.

The cave returned to silence, leaving behind a sour and long sigh, which lasted for a long time.

Duran returned to his private territory, Blackbat Castle, which he casually named after the nearby nocturnal animals.In fact, his possession of this piece of land was not recognized by imperial law, but then again, it was just a small piece of land, who would care?

Regarding the experience in Hrudaset, it didn't affect Duran's life too much at first, but after a few months, he finally heard the news from the outside world.At that time, in 1344 A.D., also known as the new ephemeris, the story of Hrudaset reached the ears of every family, and that aggression was called the Dragon Slaying Battle.

A war that was carried out quietly but eventually caused a sensation in the world caused the Dragon Clan to be permanently lost in the torrent of history.

On a normal day, Duran would sigh twice and have nothing to do, maybe to mourn the past glory of this great creature.

Now, alas, I can't protect myself.

The hatching period of dragon eggs is very long, it is said that it ranges from decades to hundreds of years.Sometimes Duran would get away with thinking that maybe until the day he died of old age, these eggs would still be just eggs.With such expectations, he threw the dragon eggs in the cellar for more than a year, and arranged it as a greenhouse.And he was slightly older, only outwardly still looking young.

There are only two creatures in Black Bat Castle, one is Duran and the other is Paddy.

I forgot to mention that Paddy was Duran's servant. He used to be an out-and-out human being. After his death, Dulan accidentally picked him up. He listened to his prayer and refined him into a skeleton with human consciousness.

Duran called the red dragon egg "John"; the blue dragon egg "San Marco"; the black dragon egg "Olmer"; the silver dragon egg "Loren"... There is also a gray egg Spotted egg, he couldn't think of a name for it for the time being.These were initially drawn up by him long before the young dragons were born.

As for why it's all boys' names...

He couldn't imagine himself getting along with a female dragon, what would that be like?

Then again, he was a good guardian.Dulan shook his head mockingly, threw away the naming dictionary in his hand, and heard the heavy sound behind him.

Autumn is gone, winter is coming.The top of the tower of the castle was covered with silver snow, which buried the gloomy atmosphere.Paddy coughed incessantly, and every time he coughed, the skeleton of his whole body made an annoying clicking sound.Duran issued a ban. He didn't want to hear any loud noises when he was sleeping. As a skeleton man who lacked a respiratory system, there was no possibility of catching a cold.Around this, Paddy also felt that his osteomyelitis was getting worse.

"My God! Master... Master!"

At the end of winter, when the cold air has not dissipated.Dulan was reading a collection of love poems in his study, unable to recover from the romantic and poignant thoughts.

"Why, has your cervical spondylosis recurred?"

"Osteomyelitis!" Paddy retorted loudly, and quickly realized, "No, it's not, don't care what's wrong. Go check the hatch! It's, it's gone!"

"All five are gone?"

"Five! Hell, of course there's only one!"

This servant has a bigger temper than his master.Duran had a headache.But he didn't have time to worry about it.If something happened to the dragon egg, the mere moment of the thought would have tormented him so much that he shot out like an arrow, to the cellar that Paddy called the hatching room, and looking around, there was indeed only Four dragon eggs.

Who is missing?

Due to the soul contract, Duran can feel the strong mental fluctuations of Loren recently, which is also the dragon he thinks may be the first to be born.So he didn't miss any corners, and searched carefully around the cellar.

really……

This little thing has been born.

Dulan squatted down and looked at the young silver dragon, staring at the pair of glass-like eyes, without any emotion, panic, fear, excitement, curiosity, nothing, calm as stagnant water.

"Can you talk, Loren." Duran stretched out his index finger and said to the palm-sized creature, "If I'm not mistaken, dragons are already learning things before they are born." He thought for a while, "Perhaps you know your origins well enough, don't you, Loren?"

Loren grunted weakly, still looking at him, but couldn't complete the sentence.

Duran didn't expect that he could understand the dragon language. The dragon of Hrudaset also used the common language of the human race when talking to him.

It is not uncommon for the Dragon Clan to do any feats.He smiled as calmly as possible, and lifted the wet Loren up. The latter didn't resist, so he left the cellar and returned to his bedroom smoothly.

In fact, the content of the soul contract is not complicated at all.

It is divided into the contractor and the contractee. If the contractor is injured, it will be transferred to the contractee in the same way.Although the attacks on the contractors themselves will not be offset, they will be reduced accordingly.In other words, the contractee became a living human shield.

Duran bathed Loren and fed him some goo.In fact, Loren seemed to have no appetite to eat, and kept staring at him, until his hairs were covered in cold sweat and he was spitting out water bubbles reluctantly.

Their eyes met, and it was obvious that the firewood in the fireplace was burning warmly.The air around Duran was stiff and condensed.

Loren grunted again.

Duran didn't know what it wanted to say, so he moved closer to listen.This time Loren's voice became much clearer. When he heard that word, his scalp went numb, and thunder flashed outside the window.

This feeling is like a mouthful of blood is blocked in the throat, which cannot go up or down.

How he wished he could turn back time and go back a few seconds!

"Mom," Loren said, "Mom..."

The author has something to say: a little repair~

chapter two release

Duran felt that guardians were somewhat similar to parents in nature, but mothers and fathers were very different; so he was determined to correct this wrong title no matter what.

"I'm not." Duran took a deep breath, "Pay attention, I'm not your mother."

Loren blinked and looked at him expressionlessly.

That look seemed to say: No matter how you argue, you can't change the fact that you are a female creature.

If it wasn't for the hindrance of the contract, Duran vowed to give this young dragon a little color.

However, Duran suddenly remembered something, causing him to temporarily forget about whether the guardian is equal to the mother. "Ah!" His tone could not hide his surprise, "Did you just speak Dragon Language?"

He heard Loren confirm it.

Eighty percent is the role of the contract.

Dulan's heart was full of mixed feelings, and he had a faint premonition that he could not live a peaceful life in the future.At the beginning, he was unwilling to accept the many constraints of the guild and the Holy See. In order to pursue an eternal and free life, he would rather become a degenerate black-robed mage.Unexpectedly, by some kind of coincidence, he would be involved in such a shitty matter concerning the survival of the dragon clan.

He never knew that he was a trustworthy person.

Duran has no experience with babies, and of course, he has no experience with baby dragons.All he could do was keep the dragonling out of his sight, and do whatever else he had to.

Often, life is full of pleasant and unpleasant episodes.

"Don't hang the sword of Damocles

I would like to offer my head

with this fiery heart

hanged, leaving no room"

"Don't read it out..." Dulan turned his head and yelled at Loren who was lying on the table and staring at the collection of poems, "The soul of this work lies in silence and taboo, fool!"

Loren stared at him with silver eyes, full of incomprehension.

Dulan turned his head back and said weakly, "Tsk tsk, I forgot, you are a dragon thirsting for knowledge..."

As a man full of good sentiments, artistic vision, and literary literacy, I occasionally have the idea of ​​dedicating to the cause of education.It has nothing to do with whether he likes to wear black robes or not.Dulan looked at his study room. Most of the books here belonged to the original owner, and it was the only place that Dulan could appreciate.From magic books on astronomy and geography to recipes, biographies and erotic maps, there are only those that you are not interested in, and there is nothing you can’t see.

I took the "Children's Literacy Encyclopedia" from the shelf in the third row from the left, held it in my hand, and laughed badly.

"Mom?" Loren crawled over, the face that belonged exclusively to alien creatures showed a puzzled expression, "This... is too shallow..." After only a few glances, he raised his head proudly.

Dulan reluctantly gave up: "Yes, yes, you are very smart. It's only been two days, and you can even read human poems...By the way, if you don't call me that, you will be smarter." He angrily Gritting his teeth, he slapped the book of bedtime fairy tales on the young dragon's face, "I think you'll like it."

Loren slowly opened the title page: "Mom—"

"Couldn't it be changed to Dad!"

"Forget it, Duran."

"How much do you hate calling me daddy!?"

Having never faced such a challenge in his past life, Duran took the case and felt that his authority had been greatly questioned.However, when he stared at those wet silver eyes, he couldn't help feeling discouraged instantly, and sat back on the chair.

Whatever it is, it wasn't born by itself anyway.Duran murmured in his heart.

Poor Loren hadn't the slightest idea of ​​what "mother" secretly hated him for.

Loren is intoxicated by this new world, for which everything is full of temptation.It is true that it has spent a long time in the dragon egg, much older than Duran, and can more or less perceive external things.

It's just that the mind has not been sharpened, and it is ignorant, no different from ordinary babies.

No matter what impact the dragon slaying battle had on the outside world, Blackbat Castle remained calm, and no one would think of any connection between the two.

Even the owner there thought it incredible in the years to come.

No matter how you look at it, Loren is a quiet and gentle little guy.

It grows fast in size, and if you don't pay attention, it will change its appearance in a week.The dragon family has many great wise men and seers, so its mind is like a ghost.You can get a glimpse of it from the dialogue that repeatedly made Duran choke.

Loren never asked what the world outside the window was like. Even though he often flew to the top of the tower to look into the distance, he had a terrifying self-discipline and would not step too far away from the castle.Sometimes, Duran would take the initiative to talk about the current situation of the world-in fact, he didn't even know how many countries there were; Loren would always listen carefully, as usual.

■

Not far from Hanleyton is a desolate castle that once belonged to an earl.It has been more than 30 years since Duran Wilbur occupied the place and successfully terrorized the nearby residents with strong and domineering methods. The name of the original owner has been forgotten unconsciously.

Outside of this town, there are still people who are afraid of his reputation.

Duran didn't know it yet, but not far from his jurisdiction, a life-and-death chase was taking place.

In the wild forest, the blond boy gasped for breath and sat down leaning against the tree trunk.

"Huh...they probably won't catch up so soon..." He glanced at the pursuers who might appear behind him, and heaved a sigh of relief. Then, the sound of hurried footsteps made his heart tremble again. up.

It was the tenth day now, and these people would not let him go.

Seeing the people of the gray owl mercenary group surround the wild forest, the young man sighed deeply, and then stepped out.

"Master Seymour~" the leading man laughed jokingly, "Hand over that thing obediently, and don't embarrass us anymore."

"That thing? All you want is one thing?"

"That's right, all we want is your life."

The young man sneered at his words, raised his head proudly, and there was a storm of anger brewing in his eyes.The man thought he was going to die.The boy quickly took out a scroll and threw it over. The moment he opened it, multiple silver-white barriers of light rose in the air, and he turned around and rushed out of the wild forest.

"Damn it! Fuck it! I was escaped again." The man said cursingly.

After they assembled their firepower and broke through the barrier of light, about an hour passed.During this period, the boy didn't know where he went.The members of the Gray Owl Mercenary Group walked for a while along the footsteps he had followed, and finally figured out the general direction.

The man who was the leader suddenly felt something was wrong: "If you go further ahead, it will be that... Duran's territory..."

In normal times, there is nothing to be afraid of even facing Duran.However, trespassing into the mage's territory without authorization is likely to be greeted grandly-the numerous traps laid out, the magic mechanism that automatically senses foreign enemies, I am afraid that before stepping in the second foot, it has already been surrounded by evil spirits from all directions. Spirits devoured.

Hearing the man's description, everyone felt chills from the bottom of their hearts.

It's not worth dying like this.

Someone couldn't understand their reaction and asked confusedly, "Who is Duran?"

The man glanced at the questioner, the newcomer under his command, pretending to be understated: "A mage who fell more than 30 years ago, you were not born at that time, right? After so long, he is old, but we are still very young! He waved his hand, "Let's go, don't chase after him, just collect poor Master Seymour's body later."

It was cloudy outside.

The more Seymour walked forward, the thicker the fog felt, and he couldn't help but feel a little drumming in his heart.

You can hardly see the path under your feet.

In the garden where the trees were all bare, a young man with beautiful reddish hair was teasing the little silver dragon that was biting his finger, coaxing him softly from time to time, even he himself didn't realize it.Not far away, Paddy stepped stiffly across the withered and yellow lawn, and bowed in front of the two.

"Master! Master!"

"Speak up if you have something to say." Duran didn't turn his head, but the young dragon looked at Paddy curiously, "Next time you keep talking half a sentence, I will fire you and tell you to lie back in the cold cemetery .”

Paddy said hastily, "My good master, for the sake of the osteomyelitis, forgive me for not speaking well."

The skeleton man stayed in the garden for a while, and found that he had forgotten the business again: "Master, someone has broken into the fog barrier."

"It's time for you to report, I'm afraid he has already arrived at the main entrance." Duran sneered, he took back the finger that was bitten by Loren, and flicked its forehead with his fingers, "Stupid boy, I was beaten You broke your skin!"

"Owner……"

"Okay, okay, whatever you want to do." Duran shook his head impatiently, "It doesn't matter if you want to cook that person, make a specimen, or include him in your army, as long as you don't bother me anymore. "

"Thank you! Master, you are too kind!"

Loren raised his paw and rubbed his forehead, watching Paddy leave with the crisp sound of bones moving, without thinking about it, he knew that the latter must be in a state of extreme excitement and joy.

Suddenly some sympathy for the unknown intruder.

It is said that, according to Duran, no one has been here for at least ten or eight years...

Seymour was completely lost in the boundless fog.

The mist here seems to be stained with dampness, the air is very cold, and the sound of human footsteps can be faintly heard.In an instant, many people came from all directions, as if they were slowly approaching him...

Seymour yelled, not because he was so frightened that he lost his voice, but to strengthen himself.

"what--"

His voice was carried far away in the mist.

Everything around me froze, and for about half a quarter of an hour, it was even more dead still than before.Seymour felt a little safer, so he continued to move forward. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he seemed to have regained a little movement.He accidentally tripped over something, and just managed to stabilize his body and get up a second before he fell.

He thought he hit a tree root, a vine or something.

After a closer look, it was found to be a small white bone. Seymour guessed whether it was the remains of animals after eating.On second thought, not to mention that this bone is clean and skinless, the color alone is so pale that it makes people panic.

Among the many rumors about Duran Wilbur, many of which are exaggerated, there is only one thing that has rarely been disputed.

That is Duran's undead army is real.

A slight movement behind him made him pull out his sword quickly, ready to fight.Looking around vigilantly, gradually began to feel scared.Rather than staying in such a weird environment, he would rather choose to fight with the gray owl mercenary group.

A bone claw protruded from the center of the earth, firmly grasping Seymour's ankle.

Frightened, Seymour cut off the hand with all his might.The subterranean thing shrank back.Soon, more skeleton men rushed from all around, no longer burying themselves in the fog.There were so many skeletons that he couldn't see the exact number clearly from behind the fog.

no solution anymore……

There is only one way to kill blood!

Seymour made up his mind, clenched the hilt of the sword, rushed forward and swung it without hesitation——

The battle was in full swing.It's not quite right, it's not quite right to describe it that way.Paddy looked at this situation which could be called one-sided. The boy was struggling to support himself, because the skeletons couldn't be killed, one after another, consuming the boy's energy.

When a quarter of an hour passed, Paddy thought, it was almost over.

Suddenly Paddy noticed Seymour's sword, or rather, the coat of arms engraved on his hilt.

The eagle on the hill, the emblem of the famous Blount family of the Empire.

The sword was stuck on the ground, and the young man held the slender handle without letting go, ignoring the blood streaming down his arm.As a warrior, no matter on the battlefield at this moment, even in peacetime, he must never give up his sword.Paddy looked at him and couldn't help thinking of Duran.So he led his subordinates to leave quickly, just like when he came.

what happened?Seymour was surprised to find that all the skeletons lost interest in him instantly.

It was as if he had been pardoned.

At the same time, the fog in front of my eyes dissipated, and the winding paths, green trees and blue sky suddenly became clear.

Seymour shook his head, expelling the confusion lingering in his mind.There was no trace of a battle at the scene, except that his wound was still bleeding and in pain, everything even made him suspect that it was a big dream.

The author has something to say: I accidentally found a comment [-], so I will update it...

chapter three old things

"That man...is still a child, I let him go." Paddy said submissively when he came back to report.

Dulan couldn't see his obscene and disgusting Bara's appearance the most. He turned his face and said, "I've already handed it over to you. So, whether you let him go or not has nothing to do with me."

"Huh? No reward?"

"no."

Paddy looked at him disappointedly: "Oh, master, you made me so sad. I would like to send him into the regiment as an adjutant or something. Of course, the premise is that he is dead, otherwise how can I stay alive; but I When I think about it, that child is from the Blount family, and you—”

"The Blount family?" Dulan interrupted Paddy with a smile, "You don't think you can bribe me with this?"

"At least it can be reduced for a few months!" Paddy ignited a little hope.

"Don't even think about it." Dulan rebuffed straight away, ignoring Paddy's shrugging bones again, and said with a light smile, "let's work hard. Don't forget what is the condition for me to bring you back to life .When your remaining 70 years expire, even if you want to stay here, I will drive you out like a cockroach."

"Oh, I see, Master."

Paddy went away very upset.

Loren sat up from Duran's arms, waved his paws and said goodbye to Paddy's back.After a while, he asked, "What's the matter with Uncle Paddy?"

Duran said lazily, "Have you had enough sun? If so, we'll go back."

The sky is full of dark clouds, and the background is gray and gloomy.The perennial scenery of Black Bat Castle is not uncommon. Even if the outside world is sunny, you will not visit this land haunted by undead and full of resentment.

"Um."

Loren nodded his head, which had just grown silver-white scales, and it was still comfortably nestled in Duran's heart, as every normal child should be, obsessed with the previous question: "Uncle Paddy, how come?" already?"

"Brain is pumping." Duran kept his eyes fixed.

Loren seemed to accept the answer and said nothing.Once it satisfies its curiosity, it will become quiet, and it is rarely noisy at ordinary times.Back at the castle, Loren seemed a little sleepy, and with Duran's urging, he quickly climbed into bed and went to sleep.Even though he is a dragon, he likes to sleep on the bed like you, especially in his own bed. It is really a strange thing that Dulan can't understand.

In the middle of the night, soft sounds echoed in the corridor.

This is a long corridor, not twisted and curved, but straight. After the castle was remodeled many years ago, the door at the end was padlocked all the time, and no one had ever entered.

The red curtains on both sides hide the color of the wall.

Duran had forgotten to lock the door when he entered, and there was no point in doing so, because Paddy would never have deliberately peeped.

He hesitated in front of the curtain, but finally he stretched out his hand and lifted it up, ripping apart the heavy curtain with a bang.The wall was covered with oil paintings.Immediately, he also opened the curtain on the other side.It is easier to do it the second time, and it seems to have relieved a lot of psychological burden.

so many years...

It's not that I lack the courage to face the past, it's just that I don't want to be in touch with the past.

Duran stared at all the faces that had passed away, and deliberately walked softly.He stopped at the front, and saw the portrait of the old man with gray temples and eyebrows, framed in a delicate frame.

"elder brother……"

Duran sighed and stroked his cheek unconsciously.

He has the good looks of his youth, his hair is still smooth and his eyes are still bright for decades.But who knows, there is an ugly old guy living in his heart?

Nowadays, few members of the Blount family should have heard of him.

After all, he had devoted himself to dark deeds, which were not very honorable.And for an aristocratic family, this is far more than simply disgraceful, and it is entirely possible to become a target for enemy attacks.The best way is to erase Duran Blunt forever, including traces of his existence.

That's why he neither left Black Bat Castle nor allowed outsiders to come in.

Of course, the short journey in Hrudaset was unexpected.

Only the dragon clan has such powerful magic power, which can unilaterally tear the space and force teleportation.Duran firmly believed that the Dragon Clan was not completely slaughtered by the coalition forces as the world believed, which is absolutely nonsense.

But the world wants to think that way!Let them think that way!

Duran re-locked the door, making the hallway off-limits.

Like his cellar.

■

What should I do if my baby doesn't like to eat vegetables?

What to do if the baby doesn't like to eat fruit?

What if the baby doesn't like to eat chicken, duck, fish, shrimp and bird eggs?

The above is from the content in the second part of "Mothers' Troubles: A Collection of Frequently Asked Questions about Children" "Solutions for Picky Eating, Partial Eating, and Anorexia".

Unfortunately, although the author's tone is full of confidence, Duran has hit a big nail here.

Of course Duran can't cook.

Paddy, as the only servant in the castle, was of course in charge of meals and purchases.In fact, Duran did not need to eat. His body function has deteriorated severely, and he has maintained the same state for many years, living almost numbly.It may not be a problem to not eat for hundreds of years.So Paddy never had to fulfill his duties as cook.

Since Loren became the third creature in the castle, his position has become more and more stable, and in Paddy's eyes, he has a tendency to catch up with his master.

However, no matter how Paddy flattered the young dragon, the latter remained unmoved.

Until, one day when Duran found poor Loren's cheeks were thin and starved to the bone, he was furious, grabbed Paddy and reprimanded him: "How do you take care of it?!"

In case it dies!No!Didn't he fucking die too!

Thinking that his life would most likely be destroyed in Paddy's hands anytime, anywhere, even Duran couldn't care less about calming down.

"It, it said...it said..." Paddy had been with him for so long, and he had never seen him really angry.For a while, the bones trembled unavoidably, and the jaw moved back and forth, but he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

what did you say?

At this moment, Loren's voice interjected in time: "Mom..."

Duran still pinched Paddy's neck and didn't intend to turn around.

"Duran..."

It wasn't until Loren changed his address that Dulan turned to look at it, and then thought that his performance was too excited, which was a little unreasonable, so he changed his face to a normal expression with a stiff face."What do you want to say?" he asked Loren.

"I want to eat my mother's cooking. The book says that if you want to grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach."

"That's not how it's used."

"Oh, well, but that's how normal mothers and children get along."

"Do you think I have to be a woman?"

"Of course not. I don't mind if you are male or female. It's just that the dragon clan is responsible for pregnancy, incubation, care, and education are mothers. As for fathers, they generally don't care. So you are my mother." Loren said seriously Said, the immature voice is slightly hoarse, and the order is reasonable, so that people can't think of refuting.

Duran was silent for a while: "How old are you?"

"As you can see, minus the odds, it's three months old. If you count the incubation period and gestation period, it's 130 years and three months." Later, Loren wondered, "Aren't you all of these?" Do you know? At that time, I was still in your stomach."

You are in the belly of the ghost!But then the argument circles back to