Then the teacher recommends you to take a test for a certain level. If you study well, you can directly take the test for the fourth level. If you are not good, you can take the test from the first level.
№.4☆☆☆Come to me for exam certificate☆☆☆
Oh, why is the dragon doing such a life-wasting thing as an exam, what a good sleep.
№.5☆☆☆==☆☆☆
Where did you sneak in upstairs, if you want to sleep and go to your own hole, no one will stop you.
№.6☆☆☆Learning is meaningful☆☆☆
Why is the owner in such a hurry? The life of a dragon is so long, why is there a rush to verify it? Did the landlord's egg or baby dragon fall into the wild human reserve? Then don't worry, just send an application to the search and rescue team, and there will be a special dragon to rescue.
№.7☆☆☆Take your time☆☆☆
It's not like this, it was my pet that fell on the mainland, not a baby dragon. The search and rescue team doesn't care about pets.
№.8☆☆☆Flame Proclamation☆☆☆
Hey, I saw the landlord in the pet version next door... If it's not posing as a vest, you're sorry, landlord, a human fell from such a high place, what else is left now...
№.9☆☆☆==☆☆☆
Yes, don't waste your youth. The landlord is very sincere to pets, but the version is not good.
№.10☆☆☆==☆☆☆
It's okay for the landlord to take this opportunity to learn something, but it's such a pitiful hope to hold on to... I'm sorry to the landlord.
№.11☆☆☆==☆☆☆
I'm sure my baby is alive! real!
№.12☆☆☆Flame Proclamation☆☆☆
@blue is the best, come and drag your roommate back.
№.13☆☆☆==☆☆☆
The poor landlord, who had a bad mind at first, encountered such a thing.
№.14☆☆☆==☆☆☆
... You guy, stop browsing the forum, come back soon, I have already bought all the reference materials.
№.15☆☆☆Blue is the best☆☆☆
[8]
"Yo, golden lion, where did you get a beauty back?"
The speaker was a warrior with a beard. When he saw Griffor walking in holding the half-dead Slyer in his arms, he took it for granted that the petite white figure in the other's arms was a beautiful woman. Most of the people living in this area called Wall are warriors who have left their hometowns and can only fight monsters here. Women are very rare, and beautiful women are even fewer. The bearded man licked his lips, already thinking how much it would cost to exchange this beauty from Grievous for one night.
Grievous glanced at him. "It's a man."
The bearded man spit out the wine: "Man? Are you kidding me? The boss's arms are thicker and darker than him!"
A wine glass spun and hit the bearded head: "Your arms are black! It's thick because the old lady has strength!"
"Don't be angry, beautiful Enya," Griffor gave the proprietress a gentle smile, "you are Wall's morning star, a friend of the samurai, and this guy is just my captive."
The proprietress, Enya, pulled her hair together: "Your lips are literally covered with honey. Come on, strong boy, what do you need?"
"This reckless prisoner broke the Bing Tilian I dedicated to my teacher, beautiful and kind Enya, you must be willing to go to Priest Kete for me and ask for another one." A few silver coins were placed on it, "I also need two pieces of white bread, a cage of pancakes, a bottle of liquor and a medicine for fever."
Enya glanced at the captive in his arms. The child was good-looking, but was clearly suffering, his face flushed with fever.
"I'll deliver the potion and food later, and I'm afraid Tilian will have to wait until tomorrow. Take this child back to the room first."
"Thank you, beautiful Enya!" Grievous said happily, carrying Slyer up the stairs.
"It's a prisoner, Grievous is really good to him." Enya looked at the blond boy's back and said, "He never drinks outside of festivals. I'm afraid the white wine is for the child to reduce fever, right?"
Slyer felt that today must be his bad day.
Although he achieved two major wishes - to meet the male god and tame the wind element, but look what happened! The floating island has magic to maintain a suitable temperature, but not at high altitude. He desperately controlled himself and chocolate not to fall too fast. The result was that if he stayed in the cold air for too long, his body would freeze. Even so, landing on the ground When it was still a solid fall. Then he was forced to undress, the damn cloth had no insulation, and the twine on his hands and feet hurt him. He was then thrown onto Chocolate's back like a cloth bag, a tummy-like position that made the chocolate hit his stomach with every step he took, and he quickly spit out what little food was left in his stomach.
Only then did Grieve realize he had a fever.
When did Slyer, who was held in the palm of his hand by two giant dragons, suffer such a crime? He rarely gets sick, and even if he does, Alex will take him to the veterinary hospital as quickly as possible. Experienced dragon doctors can cure him with a pill or a magic trick, and the sickness doesn't bother him for long. Now, however, he was exhausted from magic, aching all over, with fever and tightness in his chest, away from the blue and red dragons who loved him. Although Slyer was angry with Griffor now and didn't want to cry in front of him, he was green when Griffor put him on the hard, cramped plank bed and hurt his wounds. There were still drops of water in his eyes.
Grievous tested the temperature of his forehead with his hand and wiped his cheek with a cloth soaked in cold water. The puffed Slyer bit his hand in one bite, but he had no strength, and Grievous opened his mouth easily.
"You are sick, son of Robert. I will not embarrass a sick man," said Grievous. "How could your father send you so weak against me? Has he no other son to use?"
"I don't know, what Robert." Slyer swears that if he still has magic power, his eyes can shoot flames at this time, "I said, I just accidentally fell on your flower."
"It's Pythilian," Griffin corrected him. "You have destroyed the sacred Pythilian."
"Isn't that a flower?" said Slyer. "It was Alex and Rhett who raised me. Stop calling me Robert's son."
Just when Grievous was about to say something else, Enya brought something. The appearance of the food was not bad, but the potion had a terrible smell, the liquid inside was a strange dark green, and some dark unknown objects were floating.
Enya left soon after. Grief helped Slyer to sit up, scooped up the thing with a spoon, blew it, and handed it to his mouth: "Come on, take medicine."
Slyer was terrified: "Is this edible?"
Grieve frowned. "You're like a child. Well, since you don't want me to call you Robert's son, at least tell me your name."
"Slair."
As he uttered the word "yr", Grievous picked up the bowl and poured the medicine down his throat with lightning speed. Then the big, cast-iron hand covered his mouth mercilessly. Between being choked to death and swallowing the damn thing, Slyer grievously chose the latter. After confirming that the other party really drank the medicine, Grievous finally let go.
Slyer fell on the bed with a hopeless expression on his face. His mouth was full of that weird and terrible taste. He refused to think about what those things were.
Grieve thought it a little funny. He took a white loaf, smeared it with a little precious honey, put it in Slyer's mouth, and wiped him with white wine. His captor whimpered and let him toss, looking resigned.
"Daddy, Daddy, I'm going to die," Slyer thought sadly, "I like you the most, I don't like Grievous anymore, I'm going home..."
[9]
"Wall" means wall. The inner side of the Wall area is a rich human settlement, and the outer side is home to some monsters. The samurai of Wall earn money by hunting monsters. It was a dangerous job, but Griff did a good job, and among the warriors, he was quite rich.
When Slyer woke up in the morning, Grievous was no longer in the room. He touched his forehead and found with satisfaction that he no longer had a fever, but unfortunately the magic power was consumed so thoroughly that he could not use magic these days.
He jumped up from the bed and surveyed the room—his original clothes had been kept untouched by Grievous in a dusty package, with a few changes of clothes belonging to Grievous thrown haphazardly beside him. After thinking about it carefully, the clothes prepared by the dragon were too conspicuous for wild humans, so Slyer took a robe and put it on, put the package containing his clothes on his back, and planned to open the window to escape. This action was a bit big, and accidentally knocked over the water bottle on the side and wet his feet.
There was a table in front of the window, and in the center was a thick book with "Dragon Canon" written on the cover. Slyer opened it and looked at it, and found that it was full of weird words, so he lost interest. He climbed onto the table and stepped directly on the opened "Dragon Book" with his bare feet, making a wet footprint.
Slyer stuck his head out of the window just in time to see chocolate grazing below. He greeted chocolate happily: "啾~"
"啾啾~" Chocolate wagged his tail at him. It saw that Slyer was about to jump down, and lied down, humbly enough, to spread his belly, and volunteered to be the cushion. Slyer landed precisely on its soft belly and kissed the chocolate happily.
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