The Missionary of the Second Dimension

Unlike the sacred dragon like Kufrin, who intimidated and oppressed people, the white dragon in front of him appeared more noble and calm.

"Lancelot, does that mean Her Royal Highness is also here?"

As soon as Rebecca finished speaking, she saw a slender body jumping off the dragon's back.

The person who came was Sylvia who had only parted for a long time.

"You, why are you here?"

Before entering the door, Silvia saw three human figures standing in Longshe.

Student Council Vice President Rebecca Randall, Student Council Vice President Martha, and...

The girl fixed her eyes on the man who was smiling at him.

There was a sudden panic in my heart, and I quickly suppressed this inexplicable emotion before others noticed.

"It's just boring to come to Yulongshe to see, what? Don't you allow me to come?"

Zhai Nan shook his head with a wry smile.

Although he didn't quite know why Sylvia disliked him so much, he still hoped to explain it clearly.

Of course, it would be even better if this little girl could remember the past.

Maybe in this way, he might be able to accept a girl who has been fully grown.

"As you like."

Sylvia tossed her hair, and led her Paar into the depths of the Dragon House.

She doesn't understand why such a mediocre man becomes the student council president, even though he has good looks, good eloquence, and a good smile...

When thinking of Zhai Nan, his countless advantages popped into Sylvia's mind, but what about his disadvantages?

Apart from the fact that Pal wasn't born yet, there seemed to be nothing worth going to for her.

What's more, everyone's Pal will be born sooner or later. Although his time is indeed very long, it is only a matter of length.

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Seeing Sylvia who became angry again, Zhai Nan shook his head and sighed for the third time.

"Master, your smile just now was very indecent... If you really care that much, I will help."

Martha also didn't want to see Zhai Nan being hated for no reason, and kept encouraging him behind his back.

"It's just a little bit of concern. I'll go and have a look and get along well with Rebecca."

Zhai Nan used this excuse to quickly leave the battlefield between the two women, and finally said something that made Maerda's face turn red.

Sure enough, he saw all the embarrassing performance just now.

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Sylvia, who had just returned from the dragon riding tactic, crouched in front of Lancelot.

Her Pal was lying on her stomach in the holy dragon's special habitat, her blue eyes staring straight at the iron bucket in the girl's hand.

It is filled with its favorite Frost Steak.

"Don't worry, eat slowly."

Sylvia smiled and stroked Lancelot's soft fur, and her restless heart gradually calmed down.

Sending pieces of meat steak to Paar's mouth, watching it gobble it up, the smile on Sylvia's face grew even wider.

Originally, the work of taking care of Pal was handed over to specialized staff. The dragon breeders only need to focus on achieving better results and learning better dragon riding combat skills when they come here.

But Sylvia is different from other dragon breeders, all the work of taking care of Lancelot since childhood was carried out by her alone.

In addition to the daily training, she would also come to the Dragon House to check on it at least five times a day, helping Lancelot to feed herself, cleaning the Dragon House, including taking a bath without asking others to help.

Therefore, although her personality is very unpleasant, under Sylvia's meticulous care, Lancelot quickly grew from an ordinary pterosaur to a holy dragon.

Just when she was fourteen years old, she won the title of Dragon Knight.

From this point alone, she left [-]% of the people far behind. .

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However, her goals are far from this list.

Some people may not be able to obtain the title of Dragon Knight until they are in their twenties or thirties, which cannot satisfy Sylvia at all.

"Lancelot, we must aim to become the Holy Dragon Knight!"

Sylvia squinted her eyes and kept smiling, stroking the fluffy hair on the surface of Lancelot's body with both hands, and it felt very comfortable.

Of course, Lancelot can't understand human speech, and it's all focused on the Frostfall steak in the hands of the young girl, and it doesn't show the response in the movie.

"Very well, let's work together for this!"

Sylvia picked up the empty iron bucket, ready to fill it up again.

When she was seven years old, she went to the holy land of Abion Forest alone in order to accept the cub of the Mother of Dragons.