Chapter 718

But the horned horse pulling the carriage was still as steady as a rock, not frightened by the thunder at all. The carriage was still moving steadily and soon returned to the mansion.

When Dak got off the carriage, he glanced at the horned horse, which was soaked but still handsome. Suddenly, he thought of something, and then his eyes became brighter.

It was the night of August 29th, and the departure day was the morning of August 31st.

In other words, there was still one day free tomorrow.

On this day, he had something to do!

…

So that night, Dak knocked on Claire's bedroom door after taking a bath.

Although it was late, Claire still asked the little animals to open the door.

But she didn't get out of bed, but moved inside, then patted the bed beside her, blinked and said: "What's the matter? Come to see me so late."

Dak sat down beside his bed obediently, and then said: "I want to ask a question about riding."

Claire immediately understood: "Riding? Do you want to ride a dragon?"

Dak nodded: "Yes."

Claire smiled slightly and waved to him.

When Dak approached, she suddenly stood up and hugged him, then pulled him onto the bed, and then smiled: "But your dragon is a little small."

Dak was a little embarrassed.

Obviously, he and Claire are about the same age, considering the age of two lives.

But in front of Claire, he always feels like a real child.

"Maybe there is a gap in experience."

Dak shook his head and said to Claire: "It can grow bigger."

Claire pursed her lips: "It is big, but it can only last for fifteen minutes, right?"

Dak said: "If you just learn, fifteen minutes is not short."

Claire smiled and said: "Since you said so, it's okay to teach you. Just think of it as a preparation for becoming a real dragon rider in the future."

...

After getting Claire's consent, Dak fell asleep with a faint expectation.

The next morning, the earth washed by the heavy rain exuded a fresh vanilla scent.

The crystal dew rolled down from the leaves, splashing a little water.

Dak brought the blue-eyed young dragon to the martial arts field in the backyard.

Soon after, the sound of a dragon came from the direction of the dragon training platform.

After the cute blue-eyed young dragon felt the breath of the dragon species, his round eyes suddenly narrowed, exuding pure dragon power.

But Claire's wyvern responded with dragon might without any fear.

The young blue-eyed dragon suddenly roared, and although its voice was young, it was already ferocious.

In the blink of an eye, the huge body of the wyvern appeared from above, and then circled in the sky for several weeks before rushing down.

Claire's wyvern was only a sub-dragon with thin dragon blood, but it was a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time, with vicissitudes and bloodthirstiness in its eyes.

After it landed, it stood opposite the young blue-eyed dragon, and the size difference between the two became more and more obvious.

Although the young blue-eyed dragon was nearly three meters tall, its body was not suitable for carrying people, and its wings were not fully developed.

A normal adult dragon species is at least five meters long.

Claire's wyvern was larger, a full seven meters long.

"Take the "Flying Spell" and let your dragon eggs hatch."

Claire sat on the dragon's back and looked down.

Dak looked at the dragon saddle on the back of the wyvern with some envy, and then reached out to comfort the young blue-eyed dragon, and then he started the "dragon egg transformation".

After the young blue-eyed dragon was transformed into a dragon egg, he immediately injected "Pride IV" and hatched the "blue-eyed sub-white dragon"!

The blue-eyed sub-white dragon that emerged from the dragon egg was no less than the wyvern in terms of body shape.

It spread its wings, looked at the wyvern with contempt, and turned to look at its master on the ground.

Dak raised the corner of his mouth and used the "flying spell" to fly onto the dragon's back.

When he sat down, his hands touched the cold dragon scales, and an indescribable excitement came from the bottom of his heart.

Which boy has not ridden a dragon in his dreams?

The wish that had long been buried in the dust struggled to get out of the dust mountain and finally re-emerged a corner.

Dak adjusted his sitting position according to Claire's instructions, and then activated the chakra in his body, guiding the energy generated in the chakra to his hands and feet, so that his feet tightly clamped the dragon's back, and his hands each grabbed a piece of hard dragon scale.

Then...

Soaring into the sky!

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Although the survival time of the blue-eyed sub-white dragon is only a quarter of an hour.

But the CD of "Dragon Egg Transformation" and the cooling time of "Pride IV" are almost the same.

This means that hatching can be carried out every hour.

Dak used 45 minutes for theoretical study and rest, 15 minutes for flight training, and when the blue-eyed sub-white dragon could no longer survive, he used the "Flying Spell" to land, making full use of every minute and every second.

After a whole day, he mastered riding so well.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that the dragon he rides is a magical spirit that can be absolutely controlled.

A true dragon rider would have to spend a lot of effort just to tame a dragon.

Dak once wanted to try riding Claire's wyvern, but was rejected.

It worked when he was with Claire, but not when he was alone.

Even Claire's consolation was useless, so he had to give up in the end.

And this is the case for sub-dragons like wyverns, not to mention pure-blooded dragons.

They basically only let the dragon riders they like ride, and once they choose a rider, they will not change.

In terms of "loyalty", they are much better than some humans.

…

When dusk fell, Dak, who had ridden a dragon all day, received a surprise after entering the mansion.

Yalvette cooked personally and prepared a sumptuous dinner with Ollie.

The banquet for just one family began and ended in a cheerful atmosphere.

Dak returned to the bedroom with a sense of unsatisfaction, and then began to pack his luggage.

Just like when he left school, he needed to bring back a lot of things to the academy.

For this reason, he planned to apply for a wyvern for air transportation.

A few hours later, the door of the bedroom was filled with large and small luggage.

The whole bedroom was much emptier.

After being exhausted, Dark lay down and enjoyed the fun of being surrounded by cats, and his mood gradually calmed down.

"It's time to go back to school..."

He had never been so nostalgic for a vacation.

Although life in the Duke's Mansion was not as exciting and interesting as in the academy, the warmth of having family members accompany him every day made people reluctant to let go.

"Dongdongdong."

"Little Devilmon."

When Little Devilmon opened the door, it was not Oli as expected who came in, but Yvette in light pajamas.

"Mom." Dark called softly.

Yvette walked to the bed, got into the sheets very naturally, and sat against the back of the bed: "Baby."

Dark blushed immediately.

This style of opening either "baby" or "baby" bothered him quite a bit, but Yvette thought she would never be able to change this bad habit in her life.

Dak asked, "What's the matter?"

"Can't you come if you don't have anything?" Yalvette muttered.

Dak shook his head quickly: "Of course I can come whenever I want."

"Hey." Yalvette leaned slightly and leaned her head on the baby's shoulder. She always felt that in just one year, the baby's shoulders became unusually broad.

Perhaps when she returns home again in 9 months, the baby will have grown up completely.

Fourteen years old, in their era, is the age for adulthood.

Just leaned quietly for a while.

Yalvette said with a nostalgic tone: "After returning to the academy, remember to think of your mother."

"Yeah, I will think of you every minute and every second." Dak said.

Yalvette said playfully: "That's not necessary, just think of you every second."

Dak: "Yeah, yeah."

Yalvette looked at the baby so cute, and finally couldn't help but reach out and hug him to her chest.

Dak lay down obediently, looking up at his mother's delicate chin, and nostalgia emerged in his heart.

During the three months at home, although Alvette was very busy most of the time, she would insist on having dinner together except when she really couldn't spare the time.

And the taste of home was forged in these little bits of warmth.

For a moment, Dak even had the idea of ​​staying here...

But he knew very well that this was not feasible.

Although staying at home all the time would effectively avoid large-scale contact with others, it would always be a temporary solution.

The results since the holiday also proved this.

These three months actually did not help his research much.

He had already encountered a bottleneck.

Even the defective version of "Pride IV" was barely refined by the clumsy method of replicating.

While he was obsessed with the new evolutionary form that the magic elves obtained by relying on "Pride IV", he actually did not have an in-depth analysis of "Pride IV".

In St. Marian College, there is not only a library where almost any book can be found, but also a natural experimental site-the secret passage!

The dungeon, which has been open to students since the second grade, is also a place more suitable for verifying what he has learned than the martial arts field in the Duke's Mansion.

If he wants to seek a breakthrough, he must return to the academy.

Yalvette seemed to sense his reluctance, lowered her head and touched his forehead, and said: "Aren't Eve and Irene going to open a store in Traveler Street? Using their "Telepathy", you can meet mom. Well, let me think, how about once a week?"

Dak couldn't help blinking.

Yalvette counted on her fingers and said: "On Friday night, mom may have to work overtime, and on Sunday, you can't be too late, so how about Saturday? How about every Saturday night?

Mom wants to know what you have learned in the academy, who you have become friends with, and what kind of magic elves you have refined. And Fengnv, have you studied hard?"