"One more question...what is a pet?" Joel's face was full of questions.

Igna's noisy mood fell silent. He actually signed a contract with a guy who didn't even understand pets.

This guy is so stupid...a little pitiful.

"Ding, pet loyalty increases by 10 points."

The state of defecting at any time has changed to the state of possible defection.

Joel didn't know why a problem changed so much. Could it be that he had some kind of dragon power?

"Look...this" Clarence took out a book from the void.

Joel took it and saw the words written on it, a book called "Pet Help", written by System? A strange name.

Joel started reading. After finishing watching, he finally understood the reason for Igna's resistance.

It turns out that the so-called pets mean dependents.

Dragon Mother, I treat the dragon as a dependent?

And both ends?

This is probably unprecedented in the history of the Dragon Clan. Poor Farardu became a candidate for his vassal under inexplicable circumstances.

Joel slowly put away his surprise and turned to ask Clarence.

"I don't think he has become my dependent...well, how can a pet help?"

"Igna is... very strong... for someone his age. He can... solve... trouble..." Clarence said.

Solving trouble?

It just means that if you encounter any trouble in the future, just leave it to him, Joel thought to himself.

In this case, it's not bad.

Ignar didn't know what Joel was thinking. He just looked at the giggling Joel and felt inexplicably that he had a bad idea.

"Igna... you have to... help him..." Clarence explained.

Igna did not refuse. Although Clarence was obviously towards Joel just now, he was still the heroic dragon he respected.

He had no intention of rejecting Clarence, and by helping Joel, didn't it mean that he was better than Joel in order to help him? This trust allowed him to regain his confidence.

Looking at the inexplicable dragon's face shining with confidence, Joel always felt a little weird, but didn't think much about it.

After leaving the Dragon God World and returning to the woods, it was still late at night.

"What does it smell like...that smelly?"

Ignar covered his mouth and nose, looking embarrassed by the stench. The red dragon, who is good at hand-to-hand combat, is not only sensitive to magic power, but also has stronger physical sensitivity than the silver dragon. The smell he smelled was about

Two to three times that of Er.

But soon he realized where he was from the surrounding situation.

"Asshole! You actually let my proud armor be stained with the smell of filth."

"You sound like you don't know how to do that..." Joel looked indifferent.

"This is different!" Ignar growled.

"If you open your mouth so wide, wouldn't it mean that the taste is stained in your mouth?" Joel joked.

Saying this, Igna quickly closed his mouth.

Sure enough, he is a little dragon who hasn't grown up yet, so he is easy to fool, Joel thought to himself.

Returning to the vicinity of the cave, Ignar showed a joyful expression.

Before meeting Joel and Clarence, he had already gone through a round of training, and his sleepiness had already swept over him.

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

According to the description in Pet Help, arranging the pet's residence is also one of the owner's responsibilities.

Joel thought for a while, then pointed with his paw at the polished stone platform outside, "...Sleep here."

"Sleep here?" Igna's face stiffened, "Isn't there a cave?"

"There's only room for me in there, but I'm a bit mysophobic, and besides, I can't sleep right now." Joel said that he thought he had a very dragon-like reason, "It's a pet's duty to accompany its owner, right? There is a giant dragon uncle in the inheritance.

This is what the Familiars Guide says, 'Family members are tools for the dragon to have fun, please don't take them seriously'."

"Ding, the pet's loyalty has been reduced by 1 point, and the current state may defect. Players please pay attention."

Wow, he just stated a fact, why did his loyalty decrease?

Keeping pets is really a difficult thing!

Igna recalled what he had promised Clarence, and walked to the stone platform with patience and anger.

The breath of red flames spurted out from the mouth, completely melting the stone platform into a fluid slurry.

"My stone platform!" Joel cried out in pain. It was a stone platform that he spent three days polishing with his claws.

Joel's sadness is the source of Igna's happiness.

He stepped into the fiery red liquid, soaked his body completely in it, and made a comfortable sound in his mouth, "The temperature is just right, it's not bad to take a bath."

"Is that so...?" Joel put away his sad mood and instead showed joy.

He had not taken a bath since arriving at the Ten Thousand Bodies Lair. He tried to stretch his claws into the fiery red liquid, but the moment he touched it, he let out a pitiful wail.

"Hot...hot...roar...!"

The huge roar of the dragon broke the silence of the night, and then came the roars of dragons one after another.

"What kind of damn dragon is this? Why don't you let the dragon sleep?"

After a short period of noise, the dragon's sleepiness overcame the noise, and everything calmed down again.

"..You are so cowardly. If it were me, I would beat up the dragons who just expressed their opinions. This is in line with the dragon's style of doing things." Igna was still soaking in the fiery red bath, and the effects on him were

The hot temperature keeps these liquids at a constant temperature.

"If you can beat Instructor Igus, I will believe you." Joel said.

"Is there a dragon as strong as Master Long inside?" Igna asked worriedly. If that was the case, it would be difficult for him to fulfill Clarence's request.

"No, they are all baby dragons." Joel shook his head.

"Then if one of you comes, I will beat one, and all the dragons will not be afraid if they come together." Ignar said confidently.

Joel cast a suspicious look. Igna, who is just over one meter long, claims to beat up all the baby dragons here?

There are two to three hundred of all the young dragons here. Even Joel doesn't have this confidence. His defeated general before accepting the inheritance said such a thing?

Sensing Joel's doubts, Igna explained: "The last time I fought with you, I didn't have time to use my skills."

After thinking for a while, he added, "You are so despicable."

Joel looked up at the sky and muttered in a voice that he could only hear, "It's too cheap to compare with family members."

He re-practiced the knowledge taught by tutor Clarence. It takes more than a day or two to master the basic knowledge, especially when it is needed tomorrow. If you lose track, it will be troublesome.

"I didn't expect you to be so diligent..." Igna gave a rare compliment.

"The other dragons said the same thing," Yoertian replied shamelessly.

"..I'm going to sleep." Igna replied and closed his dragon eyes. He got up from the fiery red liquid, lay down quietly next to Joel and closed his dragon eyes. His body was burning hot.

The temperature is also slowly fading.

Time passed faster than imagined, just when Joel was pointing in the air as if in a daze.

Demi made a voice from the side.

"Joel, did you get up so early?"

He didn't sleep at all! Joel wanted to explain, but he nodded silently, "It's quite early."

"He is..." Demi asked, pointing to Igna next to her.

"My beloved brother."

"But your colors are different."

"When he fell into the magma, his scales turned into this color."

"..." Demi was stunned for a moment, "Can it still be like this?"

"...it's very impolite to make noises about dragons so early in the morning!" Igna complained.

But when he saw Demi, his eyes suddenly straightened.

A prompt popped up in Joel's mind.

"Ding, the pet's loyalty has increased by 21 points, and its current status is disobedient."
Chapter completed!