"Ouch~"
The peril had passed, and the baby dragon, now freed, scampered around the hotel like a wild kitten.
"Dragon!"
Philip cried out, caught off guard and bowled over by the exuberant creature.
"What's its name?" the young man asked, marveling as he caught hold of the baby dragon.
"Just call it little dragon , and it has a fondness for magic stones," Jason replied, still with tasks at hand. He left a substantial pile of magic stones and instructed Philip to ensure the dragon didn't consume anything else until it had finished them.
"Find somewhere to rest or occupy yourself, but stay within the hotel," Jason added, indicating that the young dragon would serve both as his eyes and ears and as a guardian for Philip's safety.
Philip's lips parted, hinting at further questions or comments.
But seeing Jason's preoccupied demeanor, he hesitated and ultimately remained silent.