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I mumble, still trying to process everything that's happening. "Before I go, I wanted to let you be aware of some things. When you leave with me and Nora to go to our horde you will be entering a place like you have never seen before. I want you to remember to never compare us to human standards. We dragons can be cruel and ruthless emotion-driven beings. I am training you to endure combat, but none of my training could every prepare you for the cold ruthless world of dragons,” he tells me sternly. After seeing what Ellie did in the dungeon a few days ago to Mr. Blanc, I can say with confidence that it won't be a problem. I saw firsthand the cruelty of dragons. The only thing that I think wi

He wiped away my tears with his thumb giving my forehead a small kiss. "Thank you Eryn." He told him and Eryn gave him a small nod in return. We all sat down and started reading a stack, taking breaks to share what we learned. We also just told each other anything interesting we read as it popped up. These books were all very educational. "Okay so far, dragon pregnancies sound exhausting and dangerous." I grimaced. "I didn't know they could be born with their scales, scratching their mother on the way out." I shivered at the painful thought.

"Faster... Please...." Adrain realized his dragon had disappeared after coming inside Elysian, he mentally thanked them for that, he didn't want anyone to interfere with them, not even his Dragon. He slowly picked up his pace, moving faster every second still hitting Elysian' prostate repeatedly. Elysian let out soft moans at each thrust, letting out soft ah's every time Adrain's tip met her wall and prostate. Adrian groaned as he listened to Elysian's sexy soft moans, he definitely in love with her vocals.

His Dragonfire burned so hotly that stone hills went up like candles. After successfully doing all that, Draco's form immediately shrank, and he turned back into a small dragon. "Very good! You did it, Draco! The next exercise is to keep your dragon form as long as possible. Listen to me carefully for the next training target. You have to be able to carry out the fire attack that you have just trained twenty times in a row, and after that, you must maintain your form for at least the next twenty-four hours," said Zergenth praising.

Well, I just froze a gigantic dragon with little effort. What's the big deal? I could turn them back after this. Since I trained inside the Tower of Order, I learned how to control my ice attribute completely like I was breathing or taking a walk. Well, the Great Divine Dragon Americus left me a book where I could train without disturbance. Only my soul entered the book and the time there flows differently. A day outside is equivalent to a year inside. Using all the knowledge in the chained books, I trained relentlessly inside until I completely controlled my divine power at will. Even my mind power improves by leaps and bounds.

he said. Her body visibly relaxed at the words. I found myself releasing a breath. I couldn't explain my relief regarding the judgement, but I didn't think much of it. “But since you've displayed your tremendous power, you're not going to be allowed to leave our lands. Instead, you would be sent to Azehar Academy, where you will learn to wield your magic to save more dragons.” he paused, a smirk tilted on his lips as he stared directly at me. I clenched my fist tightly at my back and tried to keep my face void of emotions. When I asked her to train, I meant in the royal infirmary with the physicians and other healers, my father knew I didn't mean Azehar.

Dragons are intelligent creatures, they can talk like a human and have great pride, but once you get to know them, you’ll find out that they are not bad like they are described in the books, except that they speak another language that I don’t know how I came to understand. I spent the whole month travelling from the cave to my supposed to be home. I learnt a lot of things with Cyrus. He taught a few steps that he saw others doing while battling with him. While learning them, my agility improved. He made me do an exercise, it was very hard at first, even now, I can’t stand on one hand without falling. I had to do it, to build my arms muscles. I also had to do a sitting on a chair position wi

During that time, I kept Logan in one of the villas under my name. Since I couldn't stand to see him comfortable, I took twisted pleasure in crafting a study plan for him that was even more demanding than my own. It was a pity he was so messed up that he actually thrived on it. Nourished by money, Logan no longer bore any trace of the boy he once was. He'd become refined, composed, and unnervingly calm. Even when I told him about his fate in the original story, his expression remained unchanged as he knelt on the floor, washing my feet.

Taran hands me a package wrapped in paper: “I brought you a present.” “Thank you,” I reply. I unwrap the package to find a magic book as Taran explains, “I know you didn’t get to practice a lot of magic in the last couple of years. If you are interested, I can help you.” “I didn’t know dragons could use magic,” I reply while flipping through the book. “You will surpass me in a few months, but I can use magic. Most dragons have a natural magic, and the royal dragons can use spells.” Taran shrugs, “We can make charms and potions too, but I’m not very good.”

“If you don’t want to study, why don’t you read about The Great Clash so you can learn about our previous elf war.” “Yhen, I already have access to everything I need to know in your head. I can zip through your extensive memory banks and find what I need. That’s much more fun than going through some old, moldy elvish books.” “Excuse me, my books are not moldy, my dragon.”