Air-type Magic, Returning to the Capital
Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
Joelson walked into the dense tropical forest. A plant-type dragon was sleeping on the soft grass.
It was Curtis, who had grown to tier 6.
The little flower on the eavesdropper had grown up. The bright yellow flower looked quite cute.
Curtis was surrounded by opened coconut shells, fruit cores, half-chewed apples, and so on.
"Father."
Curtis opened his sleepy eyes and raised his head.
After the promotion, he began to gradually absorb the knowledge left by the prophet and spent most of his time sleeping every day.
Curtis was also the most intelligent among all the dragons in Joelson's clan.
He stubbornly called Joelson "Father" because he felt that he had Joelson's blood in his body.
Joelson smiled and sat down next to Curtis. He patted its shoulder and asked, "How is the absorption of the inheritance going?"