Void Great Split Slash!

The Black Arrow buried deep in Caldo's chest made his blood flow without stop. Even a giant dragon could barely endure such searing pain, but Caslo hardened his heart, gritted his teeth, and pulled the Black Arrow straight out.

"Roar!" The dragon's roar carried a trace of pain. A spray of dragon blood burst out along with Caslo's movement. Perhaps one day, dragonblood grass would grow from this land soaked in dragon blood.

"Feeling better?" Caslo looked at his mount with distress. The muscles around the wound where the Black Arrow had been pulled out actually began to writhe, tugging and twisting together before slowly healing. Only the flesh without scales and the bloodstains around it proved that he had once been injured.

"Much better!" Caldo spread his wings and turned to inspect his wing membrane. Thankfully, it had not been torn, or he would have been disfigured! Dragon girls would look down on him when he went looking for one in the future.

"That's good! Time to deal with that bastard!" Caslo narrowed his eyes, murder filling them. Everyone dreamed of slaying a dragon, but not Dragon Knights! You dared touch my mount? I'll skin you alive! Caslo was furious beyond measure. He had nearly become a "ground chicken"—a Dragon Knight without a mount. After all, no one had ever heard of a Dragon Knight forming another contract with a giant dragon after his mount had fallen.

Dragons were proud creatures, and their pride would not allow them to share a rider with another dragon. Once a Dragon Knight's mount died, that Dragon Knight was essentially finished.

"It was time to settle the score!" Caldo narrowed his dragon eye. He had nearly died at the hands of the Orcs. The thought of those lowly creatures nearly killing the noble