Dear Broom Knight

It was only when the first piece of eggshell landed on the crystal plate that Lowry realized something: although Ruthkania and Boranios didn't seem to be helping much, their support work was actually perfect.

For example, the eggs were actually firmly fixed in small, circular pits similar to egg cartons.

The shell of a dragon egg naturally couldn't be broken by a little impact force, but it could roll.

If they encountered a dragon mom who wasn't very attentive, the hatchlings would have to engage in a fierce struggle with their own rolling eggs until they wedged themselves into a crevice in the dragon's nest.

Ordinary dragon moms and dads would be considered good if they thought to put their eggs in a slightly smaller space.

Then they could only wait silently.

Even if the dragon moms wanted to help their weak children, they could only scratch a couple of times with their claws at critical moments... Moreover, it had to be when the dragon egg was about to hatch and they could clearly feel that the hatchling had broken the membrane包裹着 that enveloped them and was able to move.

Although dragon eggs had strong protective power and the cubs' vitality could be considered tenacious, breaking that membrane before the hatchling had the ability to breathe on its own would be the end of them.

Most dragons were full of love for their children, but there were also those who were ruthless and cruel... But the living environment of such dragons must be very harsh.

If they could afford to raise them, even if the little dragons had difficulty surviving because they were too weak, most mothers wouldn't abandon their children's lives just because they felt ashamed.

However, if raising children was already difficult, not to mention the difficulty of finding food, but also constantly guarding against foreign enemies, dragon moms could still harden their hearts.

After confirming that the cubs in the dragon egg had to put a lot of effort into breaking that membrane, they would directly tear the membrane and watch their children stop breathing.

Lowry knew very well that Ruthkania couldn't do this.

Everyone knew about cutting losses in time, but the mindsets of those who could do it, whether people or dragons, had to be firm enough, even hard, so to speak.

The most important reason why he could become good friends with Ruthkania was that although neither of them were good people, they couldn't be so ruthless and unjust.

When Lowry saw the crystal plate that looked like an eggshell board, he felt that little bit of softness in Ruthkania's heart... He knew very well where Ruthkania could have found such a facility.

Lowry's chicken, duck, and goose egg farm.

In order to ensure the safety of these farmed eggs, Lowry made a lot of egg cartons out of cork that he had seen in supermarkets... Originally, the way to preserve eggs in this world was to wrap them in soft grass and put them in small baskets.

It's just that most nobles couldn't raise hundreds of chickens, ducks, and geese at a time like Lowry's egg farm... Although there weren't that many epidemics in this world, there weren't many solutions either.

After all, although there were potions to remove diseases, who would use them to raise chickens and ducks?

It would be better to just kill them directly when they get sick.

Moreover, the nobles weren't stupid either. They knew that as long as the number of poultry and livestock raised wasn't too large, there basically wouldn't be any problems.

If they only provided food for the nobles themselves, they wouldn't need to put in so much effort in the first place.

Lowry was different. Although he had few subjects, he raised a lot of people... One was that he didn't intend to make the Knights and his officials buy their own food while they were working, and the other was that he was deeply influenced by his previous life and remembered the lesson that the food supply had to be in his own hands to avoid trouble.

In short, with his large-scale farm mediating in the middle, the Barony of Gezal hadn't seen the price of vegetables and meat rise to the point where even the territory's officials couldn't afford it in recent years.

The Lyon family next door had fought with their subordinates several times over this kind of thing.

Not to mention Fabrice's side, there were two times when even he himself almost couldn't afford red meat.

These two territories were both earldoms bordering the great forest where beasts could be hunted!

It was conceivable how much open and secret strife there was in places unseen.

On the contrary, Lowry's small barony, which was easily influenced by its neighbors, had very stable prices.

Even though he had brought so many wolves from other places.

It was only after those secret struggles took place in the neighboring two earldoms that Lowry understood how stubborn the nobles' unspoken rules could be... It was no secret that Lowry's family raised a large number of poultry and livestock, but neither Lyon nor Fabrice had ever thought of importing from Lowry.

In the world of nobles, matters within their own territory must be resolved within their own territory.

However, Lowry didn't care much about many things after arranging them. Anyway, he didn't care about the money for setting up some purification magic arrays.

Therefore, he really didn't expect Ruthkania to pay attention to such a subtle place.

The key was that with Ruthkania's natural arrogance, she didn't care at all that this thing was originally prepared to house poultry eggs.

Lowry slightly closed his eyes, not allowing himself to waver because of that momentary discovery.

He did like Ruthkania as a friend and was willing to do something for her, but he wouldn't give up his consistent position for this friendship and get involved in that inevitable struggle.

If these struggles were to protect the entire world from foreign invaders, even if Lowry didn't have that spirit of self-sacrifice, he would definitely lend a hand.

But, a war for the distribution of power after the future world returns to normal... Lowry would never jump into it himself.

Even if his friend was destined to wallow in this muddy water, and it wasn't without danger.

But at most, he would lose everything, but he wouldn't die, right?

On the contrary, he, who had inexplicably come to this world, was very likely to be doomed by an impulse.

Being moved was temporary, not daring to move was for a lifetime.

Lowry slowly regained his composure in the cold night snow.

He opened his eyes again and looked at the hatchling egg in the crystal plate that had already kicked off the third piece of eggshell.

After the long beak got enough space, the hatchling began to slowly gnaw at its eggshell.

He really didn't need to be too anxious.

Although the other two dragon eggs were also working hard, the fastest was only just cracking the eggshell and was still trying to kick off the first piece of debris!

Lowry frowned slightly and looked at the last dragon egg... and then quickly recognized it as the only little girl's egg.

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Although Ruthkania didn't favor her children, she couldn't help but put a few petals of newly blooming lace flowers on the bottom of her only daughter's eggshell, or rather, the egg holder.

The flowers, like the lace on a girl's skirt, had a hint of bewitching fragrance amidst the coldness, and the little girl obviously liked it very much.

Therefore, Lowry could easily recognize which one she was.

This girl, it couldn't be said that she wasn't moving, but she was moving rhythmically... Describing it as rhythmic blues seemed a bit too fast, and lyrical songs didn't seem that slow either.

Well, the little girl should be dancing her slow rock inside the egg.

She wasn't anxious at all!

However, Lowry still remembered that this child also wanted to compete for the position of the eldest at the beginning, but only after the current position of the eldest was clearly determined did she become so... leisurely and content.

If the second child was only one breath away from breaking the first piece of debris, then only three cracks had appeared on the girl's eggshell.

Lowry suddenly breathed a sigh of relief... Why was this girl's personality a bit like him?

Although nephews resemble their uncles, his blood relationship with Ruthkania didn't seem to be that close.

Just occasionally sensing his aura shouldn't be enough to make a little dragon be like him, right?

Lowry suppressed the trace of doubt in his heart and turned his attention back to the eldest, who had already sent most of his little head out... The three girls might come out a little slower, but as long as there were cracks, they wouldn't be unable to come out.

Ruthkania and Boranios judged the result earlier than him, so they both relaxed and lay down.

After all, it would take an hour after the little dragons appeared in the world wetly before they would completely complete all the steps of birth and then begin to look for their first meal.

Although when hatchlings were first born, they didn't have to eat their eggshells, they could also be fed live food, and many dragons would even regard this as the hatchling's first hunting lesson.

But for Ruthkania's children, there was no food more suitable than their eggshells.

The difference between white dragons and other dragons was that they only ate frozen food.

Therefore, if a white dragon said that something wasn't delicious, then that thing must not be suitable for eating cold.

Although hatchlings couldn't spew out frost like adult dragons to freeze food, if they had that ample time, they would also bury the food in ice and snow to freeze it before eating it.

For white dragons, their eggshells buried in the ice were definitely the best first meal.

Moreover, that was the elemental matter and minerals that Ruthkania and Boranios had spent so much effort to replenish, which could almost meet most of the nutritional needs of the little dragons during their hatchling period.

Even if Ruthkania and Boranios couldn't take care of these three children from now on, as long as they could eat their fill and their safety was guaranteed, there wouldn't be any problems.

The little dragon slightly poked out its nose, gently sniffing the smell, and swiftly bit off a piece of eggshell.

Watching her eldest son slowly stretch out his body in the cold wind, Ruthkania slightly waved her right foreclaw at the sky.

The two white dragons moved forward together tacitly.

Lowry also landed lightly.

After eating his first bite of food, the little white dragon, whose eyes hadn't opened yet, roared into the air: "*My name is Bobohanov*!"

The asterisk indicates that they are roaring in Draconic~