Russell spent the entire day at Bluebird Castle, wandering around the castle with Cousin Mel.
He even greeted the two dragons, Mercedes and Lord Medicarren.
Lord Mercedes paid Russell no heed, while Lord Medicarren gently snorted at him in greeting.
"Haha, Lord Mercedes's heart is completely shaped like Grandfather now. He can't be bothered with anyone else," Mel said with a laugh. "But Lord Medicarren seems to like you. What do you think? Want to become my vassal someday? I'll give Lord Medicarren to you as a mount."
Though he sounded like he was joking, Russell could sense that Mel genuinely meant it.
"You wouldn't ride him yourself?"
"I ride Lord Mercedes. Let me tell you a secret..." Mel winked at Russell. "When I was very little, Grandfather held me while I rode Mercedes. You know what? Lord Mercedes didn't resist me!"
"Really?" Russell asked in surprise. "When you say 'rode,' do you mean that kind of riding?"
"Of course I mean actually riding him, sitting astride a dragon's back! If Grandfather was holding me in his arms, could that even be called riding a dragon? That would just be taking a ride on a Wyvern!"
"Tsk, tsk!"
Russell was genuinely astonished. A magical creature like a Wyvern would never allow anyone to ride it unless their affinities matched, not even a tiny baby.
If what Mel said was true, then he and Lord Mercedes were compatible. He would definitely be able to form a contract with him in the future.
"So Cousin Mel, you're a Wyvern Knight too. My respects."
"Haha, it's not worth mentioning." Mel spoke, then sighed again. "Actually, it may not be a good thing. Knowing from such a young age that I could ride a dragon meant I missed out on the process of pursuing