Novel & Cerita Worthless Profession Dragon Tamer

Lolo immediately clamped its legs together and began trembling all over. Seeing that, I became even more determined to abandon it. Lolo truly lived up to being a golden winged dragon. It was incredibly intelligent. The moment I dumped it on Philly, it started wailing and spraying fire everywhere. I grabbed its cheeks and said seriously, “If you keep screaming like that, I’ll sell you on the black market. With your looks, even if you’ve been imprinted already, you’d still sell for seven or eight million. Believe it or not?”

He is the vice president of the Black group. "The final presentation is on my laptop. Get my laptop ready," Kael instructed his assistant, Lena Steward. She is in her early twenties. She is a low-level dragon with limited powers. Dragons are three types: black, orange, and green. Alpha Dragons are black, while mid- to average-level Dragons are orange. Dragons without a beast are green. They have heightened senses, but cannot shift. "Yes, boss," Lena replied. She pulled his laptop from the laptop bag while she entered the private elevator with Kael and Michael. The moment she removed the laptop, water started dripping down from the laptop.

Yet at the heart of it, two figures moved as one: Verath Dravenor, Dragon King of Ashenrealm, and Elara Nightvale, healer and forbidden magic wielder. Verath’s amber eyes glowed brighter than ever, the dragon coiled beneath his skin stirring violently. Scales began to rise along his arms and back, faint glimmers of molten gold tracing his form. His breaths came in low, guttural roars that carried both fury and longing, his power a living, untamed storm.

Alicia decided she had to see if he was still conscious before determining if she could help him or not. One quiet step at a time, Alicia came upon the dragon. He was blue, purple, and green and his skin shone in the sunlight like oil. Being a girl who knew no fear, she carefully reached a hand out to touch him. After all, it was not every day that you got to touch a dragon, she thought. He didn’t open his eyes when she gently touched the side of his face. That gave her courage to examine him. Alicia had hopes to be a Doctor of Animals, but she knew that was just a dream. No one would take a woman seriously.

No. The word echoes around us, stunning both the Technician and I. “I will not help you,” his teeth are bared, his fangs extended to sharp points. “You unnatural cultural appropriation technology-stealing monster. How many of my people had to die for you to get this contraption to work? How many did you lock into this Dream State to steal our secrets?” “I have killed no Moon Dragons,” the Technician swears. “Nor did I steal this technology. It was given freely to Segundus while…”

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

Lucas had done a good job with my training but now it was taken to a whole new level. Abeloth seemed to prefer this life, he liked the discipline that it took and we worked hard to reach perfection. My training unit consisted of me, Jared, Omar and Felix. Jared was a wolf, Omar was a dragon like me and Felix was a vampire. Wentworth was the only one in that unit that realized the value of me having a gray dragon since nobody had ever actually seen one before. The unit only looked at you when you reached the age of twenty and had passed through the Elite Hunter Team’s other training programs which made me a bit of a wild card.

(Throltys) Throltys is a proud Dragonnewt, with 250 cm tall, muscular, and scale bound. He is bound to invoke attention from others, he is like a lizardman, but he is not, he is a Dragonnewt a race who is a direct descendant of a dragon. And they are not only smart but also abnormally strong, both magic and physique. Most importantly, the Earth Dragonnewt is undoubtedly loyal to me as their entire race was given to me by the Carefree dragon that lives behind my house back in New City. So in terms of performance and loyalty, Throltys is someone that I don’t even have to worry about at all.

’I have some quick business to attend to,so take a shower and get yourself ready, and I will return when you are finished. Wow, being a dragon’s mate would take some getting used to. Madchen knew Drago was a force to be reckoned with, but ordering her around? She would have to talk to her best friend, Nick.he would have advice on how to handle a possessive dragon, and she would have to change. Being a shy, diminutive woman wasn’t helping her position. She had to learn to stand up for herself.

I know someone who might be perfect for the job, he's a doctor. He threw her a dead look. "N-no, he's not a normal doctor. He's also half-dragon and he's a specialist with dragons, he works well with treating severe wounds, he should be able to help. I'm sure of it. And he's the best we know around here because he has never failed at healing any dragon." His hopes lit up, **Really?**