Palm Dragon

It wasn't until Adrian couldn't bend down because of his round belly that the maid brought warm water.

Bello naturally took the dry towel and began to wipe the little black dragon's oily paws.

"Ed likes desserts?" Bello was startled just now. After the fried brioche bagels came up after the meal, the expression of the little fat dragon looked like the pile of empty plates on the table had nothing to do with him at all—the food was completely It is the weight of an adult dragon.

Adrian hiccupped a little and nodded.

Now he can't speak, fearing food will rush down his throat.

Bello had no choice but to pick him up, and Adrian probably couldn't fly because he ate food that was in serious conflict with his size.

As soon as he walked out of the small side hall, a woman in a blue robe greeted him.

"Doctor Tutuma?" Bello raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

In addition to the chef in Landis's tour group, Tutuma, an old royal family physician, also followed.

Tutuma is considered an old-timer in the dragon clan, and has made outstanding contributions to the fracture and loose scales of dragons. Even Dragon King Landis calls him a teacher.

According to Tutuma's words - he hopes that he can walk around again before dying of old age, and leave something more useful for his medical research.

Although in Bello's view, since the old guy is so energetic that he can pester Landis for three days and three nights just for a tourist spot in the holy imperial capital, there must still be a long way to go before dying of old age.

"Hmph, that's him?" A skinny old man in a jacket came up to him as soon as he entered the door.

Adrian didn't speak, just stared at the old man's long white beard.

I really want to pull that beard.

"Adrian is not feeling well?" Bello put the little chubby dragon in his hand on the chair.Adrian, who was full, seemed to be heavier.

Adrian burped again.He is really sick right now, and he just feels happy when he eats it, because although Layton's dim sum is super good, Is usually restricts him from eating too much-he said he doesn't know where to find it for the dragon with tooth decay. dentisit.

But... I kind of miss him.It wasn't Ice who woke me up today, and Adrian felt a little unaccustomed to it.

"Hmph..." The old man ignored Bello and directly opened Adrian's mouth.

"Over 300 years old?"

"Chicken shit—" Seventy.

Adrian was forced to raise his head to let the old man observe his teeth, but he couldn't help but look at the beard fluttering on the old man's chest.

"370?" Bello was taken aback.It was almost an adult, but the size of the little fat dragon in front of him was obviously less than two hundred years old.

Especially getting fat like that... Isn't it the little dragon who is growing up that eats so much?

Adrian's mouth was finally let go.

The old man pretended to think about it with his hands behind his back.

"Mr. Tutuma, is Adrian sick?" Bello was a little surprised when he sent the message just now. Landis is fine and asked the doctor to check on Adrian?

In addition to the strange color, the little black dragon can eat and sleep, and is in good spirits - no matter how you look at it, it is also a healthy dragon.

Did Adrian like this suffer from some serious illness?

Kaka said slowly: "Huh...you." His fingertips touched the tip of Adrian's nose. "What is your name."

Adrian looked at his fingertips and crossed his eyes: "Well, Adrian."

Kaka withdrew his fingers.

"What's wrong with Adrian?" Bello was a little anxious.

"It's just a congenital deficiency." Tutuma stroked his beard and replied seriously.

"Ah?" Little Fat Dragon didn't quite understand.

"You're almost an adult. Do you know about hibernation?" Tutuma suddenly approached Adrian.

"I know. But..." Little Black Dragon found it more comfortable to lie on his stomach. "I want to hibernate?"

Do all adult dragons have to hibernate?

"Hmph—you don't need to hibernate, but brown bears do."

"What does this have to do with Adrian?" Bello turned cold, the old man always likes to talk nonsense.

Tutuma waggled her fingers triumphantly. "When a dragon grows into an adult and scales, it needs a lot of—ah, physical strength and magical power."

When Charmander becomes an adult, its scales will become bigger and harder, and begin to have a metallic luster. It will truly become an indestructible scale armor. The color of its pupils will gradually become lighter, its body will begin to stretch, and its cry will become thicker.But like the snake slough, the growth of the dragon has to pay a price.Since Adrian was not well cared for when he was still an egg, it is naturally not considered a good breed when it comes out of the shell.

In the Emerald Valley before, the unambitious Adrian did not have the ambition to conquer everywhere, nor was he threatened by large monsters. Naturally, he did not need to pay attention to his own strength and potential like the little prince—his enemies, at best, were in the orchard. of pests.

To put it simply, the little black dragon does not have the guidance and supervision of the elders, and he does not strive for self-improvement. As a result, when the body needs a good foundation to support the changes brought about by adulthood, the energy of the chubby body is not enough-no matter how well you eat, you will grow up. It is also fat rather than strength.

So Adrian's body instinctively dealt with it—compressed his usual energy consumption.

For example, maintaining a human form requires energy consumption, for example, maintaining a prototype still consumes energy, so Adrian's body became miniature on his own initiative to save energy.

This is probably the reason why Panglong eats so much but always feels hungry.

The bearded old man's explanation stunned Bello for a while.

Although he guessed that Adrian was not accepted by Dragon Island, and his parents may not be around, but when he really knew that Adrian was a dragon but knew nothing about the dragon's attempt, Bello still couldn't help feeling sad for Adrian.What kind of heartless parents would let their children become like this?

Bello is a pure and noble white dragon. He received the best education and meticulous care since he was a child. He also took it for granted that all little dragons should be raised with care.

But Adrian...

Adrian didn't quite understand the growth cycle and other words that the bearded old man said, but he also knew that there shouldn't be any major problems with his appearance.

Instead... Little Fat Dragon looked at Bello.

Bello's complexion became more and more unsightly, and the one who got smaller was obviously himself.

Adrian didn't think about the elders' education that Bello considered.

He has been used to living alone since he was a child, and the little black dragon doesn't feel how pitiful he is without the care of the big dragon.Because concepts such as "elder" and "teaching" have no concept other than the vague impression of elders on Dragon Island when he was a child.

Without this cognition at the beginning, Adrian didn't have much desire—except when he saw the chick under the hen's wings, Adrian couldn't help but imagine how his father would what it looks like.

Is it tall and mighty, or gentle and elegant?

Will it be as strict as the gray wolf teaching the pups to hunt in the spring, or as loving as the brown bear who always hugs his cubs to bask in the sun?

Little Fat Dragon gradually lost his mind, lowered his head and concentrated on playing with his tail, but Bello was not calm anymore.

The little black dragon is honest and honest, as long as he sees dim sum, he is very happy. Bello always thinks that Adrian's actions and expressions are very cute, and there is no reason why he would not like him.

And such a simple child should not be deprived of the love he deserves.

So the general, who has always been self-reliant, hugged the little fat dragon before he could react.

"I'll take you home, Ed."

ah?Adrian was hugged suddenly, and before he could react, he heard Bello say a word.

"Let's go back to Dragon Island together."

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"There is a response." In the dim room, a candle suddenly lit up.

With the voice, the room gradually brightened.

A city plan is laid out on the table, and the crystals around the drawing are still glowing slightly.

"Where did this idiot go?" Aini lay down on the table and began to study.

Mr. Noble closed the book in his hand with a snap. "That location...is the Hall of Shengde." The book "Self-guided Tour" was thrown into the corner.

"Shengde Hall? What is that for?"

"The residence of the representative of the Dragon Clan." Layton's eyes flicked to the tourist brochure.

Yisi tapped the table lightly with his fingers: "Dragon...? That's troublesome."

"Why did Adrian run to that place?" Aini scratched his hair.The Hall of Shengde... the name doesn't seem like a place that can be entered and exited casually.

After discovering that the little black dragon was missing last night, they almost used their legs to measure the area of ​​the sacred imperial capital.

But because it was the full moon festival, the street was too crowded, and Aini and the others were almost crushed by the crowd, but they couldn't find Adrian.

Mr. Noble didn't get angry or show an anxious attitude—but the smile on his face made the horses pulling the cart dare not pant loudly.

Even the air in the holy emperor's capital was filled with light magic elements, and the necromancer managed to use the crystal to find the little black dragon whose whereabouts were unknown on the map.

But the question now is, how can they sneak into the Temple of the Virtue, which is now a dragon's lair, and bring Adrian back without causing a commotion?

You know, the other party is not a pedantic magician, a giant with only brute force, or a sensitive goblin, but a dragon.

Unlike Adrian's half-baked guy, those terrifying behemoths might burn half of the holy imperial capital with a single sneeze.

No matter how conceited Yisi is, he doesn't intend to confront a group of unknown dragons head-on.

"At this time, the most appropriate way is obviously not to go through the door." Mr. Noble said.

Everyone's eyes are focused on one point.

Annie jumped up immediately. "no!"

Just kidding, the elf is indeed light and good, but the other party is a giant dragon!A creature with a developed sense of sight, touch and taste!

Aini didn't think he had a way of avoiding the dragon's sight.

Is nodded. "Really not."

Aini breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Mr. Noble gratefully.

"I think the chances of failure are too great." Mr. Noble said unhurriedly. "I like one hit."

"..." The elf desperately told himself to take a deep breath.

"Anyway," Werther put away the crystal. "At least we can now be sure that Adrian is not in danger, whether it is now or in the future." The enlightenment brought by the crystal is positive.

"In this case, we don't have to worry about it." Yi Si smiled. "We probably have enough time to think about how to bring Adrian back."

"But... what if Adrian doesn't want to come back?" Aini thought for a while. "He said he wanted to see his father, right? Molly also said that Adrian's father came back to the Holy Imperial Capital...Maybe we met? Maybe Adrian is very happy now..."

His smile grew wider.

Leighton thrust the empty teapot into the elf's hand. "We need some more tea."

The elf who was interrupted seemed very unhappy, but was pushed by the necromancer and staggered out of the room.

Witte closed the door.

Bang!

The crystal vase placed on the low cabinet in the room suddenly exploded, and the water in the vase splashed all over the floor.

"Ah, what's going on?" Ice looked at the low cabinet in surprise. "The recent handicraft workshop is really unreliable... What if I hurt someone?"

Mr. Noble regretfully asked Layton to tidy up, and turned gracefully out of the room.

"Please be careful when cleaning up." Ice turned her head and smiled, "Don't get hurt."

At this moment, the elf screamed suddenly from downstairs——“Ah!!! It’s hot, it’s hot, it’s hot!——Why did the teapot suddenly break?! My finger——”