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When the young dragon shrank, its height was about one meter fifty-five or fifty-six, and it likely weighed a bit more than a human girl. The material for making a bicycle had to be carefully selected.

It couldn't happen that while riding, the tire's hub would suddenly bend or the bike frame would snap.

"You're drawing something?"

"A bicycle design."

???

So quick?

Thought and done?

She'd just finished speaking, and now he was already starting to prepare. If it were her, even with the idea in mind, for ten or fifteen days, she definitely wouldn't take action.

Given time, she might even forget about it.

Lance started to work.

The young dragon pulled up a stool and sat not far from Lance, silently watching him draw.

Ingrid arrived.

The study door was open. Upon reaching the doorway, Ingrid, who had intended to knock, saw her Lord Viscount busy and the little dragon highness sitting quietly to the side.