When My Black Dragon Friend Grew Old and His Head Turned White
How come there are only two hundred-odd characters when you've written so much Dragon Language?
The evil dragon made her write a short essay of nearly five hundred words.
The young dragon bit the pen tip, its tail swishing back and forth as it continued writing its short essay. If it didn't finish the homework assigned by the evil dragon, it wouldn't get any pocket money next month.
She performed well in July and received a Silver Award for being a "Three Good Young Dragon". At the beginning of this month, the evil dragon gave her thirty Nuo Gold as pocket money.
If she can win the "Five Good Young Dragon" gold award in August, her allowance might increase to sixty gold coins next month.
The dragon returned after finishing its work.
"Have you finished your homework?"
"I just finished writing it, here you go."
The young dragon took its completed homework to the evil dragon for inspection.
I have a black dragon friend. I hope the evil dragon won't be angry when it sees this.
Lance took the young dragon's Composition Book and admired the essay written by his own dragon cub.
"I have a black dragon friend?" Changing this to "I have a Black Dragon Papa" would be better; it's a slight imperfection, but not a big problem.
There's a saying in the human world: to truly understand a child and enter their heart, you must first become their friend.
He is both the child's father and the child's best friend.
That's a good starting point.
The beginning was fine, but a certain part in the middle was a little disrespectful to my [Black Dragon Friend].
For example, this sentence: "After I grow up, I want to teach my black dragon friend how to date."
He's a grown black dragon, why would he need a young dragon to teach him about love? The little dragon has never even been in a relationship herself, yet she wants to teach him? That's underestimating her "black dragon friend" and overestimating herself, an immature dragon.
The following paragraphs are well written, for example: When my black dragon friend gets old, I will take him to see the golden sea, go fishing with him, and buy him fish bait.
If possible, I hope my black dragon friend won't get Alzheimer's when he gets old, otherwise I'm afraid he'll use me as bait. When my black dragon friend is old and his hair is white, and he's drowsy, he'll doze off by the Furnace Fire, and I'll recite poems for him.
These two sentences are well copied.
In closing, I sincerely hope that my friend Heilongjiang can have a happy, fulfilling, and harmonious family.
Lance finished reading the essay written by the little dragon. Not bad, there's been progress. The past two weeks haven't been a waste of time reading so many books.
This essay deserves at least an "Excellent" grade from the dragon cub.
"This essay deserves a Silver Award. Tear this page off later and let me frame it and put it in my study. Tomorrow I'll give you a pure silver 'Excellent Essay' award."
There are typos here. Let me tell you the correct way to write these Dragon Language.
The young dragon leaned closer, intently watching the evil dragon correct its mistakes. Oh, some strokes were missing. Oh well, Dragon Language is much more complex than human writing.
It's already quite impressive that she was able to write it at all.
"One more thing, your handwriting is a bit ugly. I'll give you a few calligraphy practice books so you can practice when you have free time."
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She's a student at the Imperial Academy, after all, and her writing skills are quite strong. How come her handwriting became ugly when she was with Evil Dragon?
Calligraphy practice books. Why does the evil dragon even have calligraphy practice books? Aren't calligraphy practice books something unique to the human world? Okay.
I wrote an essay, and starting tonight, I have another assignment: calligraphy practice.
He bumps into turtles, dreams of learning Dragon Language, reads books for two hours every day, and practices calligraphy.
Four subjects now.
The dream she had on the day she was captured by the dragon was just something she said casually; she never really wanted to become a great dragon.
Of course, she was serious about her dream of becoming the emperor.
Have you been practicing Life Nurturing Exercise?
"I practiced it. I only started doing my homework after I finished practicing the Life Nurturing Exercise."
The young dragon blinked her clear, bright eyes, showing no guilt whatsoever. The evil dragon wasn't in its lair; if she said she had practiced, could the evil dragon accuse her of lying? To accuse her of lying, one would need evidence.
"Then let's practice one more time, and do extra practice tonight."
"???!!!"
Hateful!
[○`Д○] The cunning dragon didn't give her a chance to argue and directly made her practice more.
When will we be able to outsmart the dragon?
Composition Book the evil Lance chuckled and lightly patted the young dragon's head.
The little guy has learned to be lazy and cunning.
The young dragon obediently got up and followed the evil dragon to practice its Life Nurturing Exercise.
After practicing the Life Nurturing Exercise and resting for a while, the young dragon returned to its sleeping spot, lay down, and began to drift off to sleep.
The dragon took her essay to the study, framed the page, and hung it on the same wall as the painting she had given him before.
After hanging it up, the dragon took a few steps back, cradled its dragon claws, and nodded in satisfaction.
Why does it seem like the dragon is somewhat satisfied with her paintings and essays?
This proves that she has made progress.
Tomorrow she will receive another Silver Award from the dragon for her "Excellent Composition Award".
I'm going to sleep now. I'll try my best to get a pure gold certificate by the end of the month.
Back in the capital, he bragged about it to Eva and his stinky Imperial Sister.
The evil dragon would ask the young dragons it approved of if they were good or powerful.
The young dragon fell asleep, filled with beautiful fantasies about the future.
The dragon was still awake; he was looking at the portraits hanging on the study wall.
Sophia's portrait is also on it.
Apart from the night the portrait of Sophia came to life, Sophia remained largely unchanged for the rest of the time.
It seems that a medium is needed to bring Sophia's portrait to life.
The medium could be Valkyrie Statue.
If the Valkyrie occasionally remembers that she can chat with her former friends through the portrait, she might bring Sophia's portrait back to life.
He couldn't get back the money Sophia owed him, and he didn't know if there was any chance of getting back the money that others owed him.
Eight dwarfs who worked together to forge the Holy Sword.
A handsome and dashing archer with unparalleled accuracy.
The ugly, ferocious five-eyed demon who always cheats at cards but can never win money.
"Raising kids is quite expensive. Maybe I'll talk to you guys in a while. I hope you won't end up as pathetic as Sophia and die such a tragic death."
Thankfully, these guys' portraits are in color; if they were black and white, it would be a bit creepy.
Even if you talk to these portraits every day, they won't give birth to a spirit.
Is it a problem with his drawing skills? Or are the guys in the portrait just good-for-nothings?
Even the spirit cannot be born.
Lance went to sleep; nothing's wrong. He usually doesn't stay up late.
I'll take the dragon cub to visit the Fief tomorrow.
Doesn't the dragon cub want to be emperor? Why don't we go to the Fief and let the dragon cub inherit our title? Let her experience what it's like to be a lord first.
We have to take the Squid Girl with us too.
The dragon cub is greedy; if he hadn't taken the Squid Girl with him, Squid Girl probably would have stolen and eaten all the snacks he made for him.
At dusk, he asked the dragon cub to tell the Squid Girl some things to be aware of when going to the human world, and how to earn money to support herself in the human world.
The baby dragon spoke very seriously, and the Squid Girl listened very attentively.
Listening so attentively, Squid Girl must know at least a little about life in the human world.
Lance recalled the first time he took Squid Girl to Lionheart City.
The first time she went to the human world, he put her in a bag and hung her from a beam. When they left, he found two gaps in the beam. Squid Girl had taken two bites from the beam. When they went to the City Lord's Mansion, Squid Girl circled around the little maids like a caterpillar. When he wasn't paying attention, she climbed onto the back of a little maid and almost bit her head.
The subjects of the Fief probably had never eaten takoyaki before. Squid Girl went there and set up a stall to sell takoyaki. She made money, and the subjects were able to enjoy seafood.
To complement each other.
August 5th, 3455 of the Black Dragon Calendar, sunny.
Led by Olena, the young dragon Lucia followed the evil dragon to a city called Saint Blue in the Moss Province in the Red Maple Kingdom.
Accompanying them was Squid Girl, Joanna.
The dragon said that Joanna was her first playmate, and if she wanted to invite Joanna to her Fief, she could bring Joanna along.
Remembering that Joanna had helped her set up a takoyaki stall, she invited Joanna over.
The dragon's Fief was not quite what the young dragon Lucia had imagined.
The environment is beautiful, with mountains and plains, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants. The roadsides are covered with flowers and plants of different colors.
A river flows not far away, its clear waters flowing towards Saint Blue City. Occasionally, cattle and sheep can be seen grazing on the flat lawn, along with playful puppies. Er Gouzi should like it here. When I come here tomorrow, I'll ask Evil Dragon if he wants to bring Er Gouzi along. She can help Evil Dragon walk his dog, and she can also play frisbee with Er Gouzi on the lawn.
We'll bring the turtle along too, so it can see the dragon's Fief. We just don't know if the dragon will agree.
"I would probably agree." Lance looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Fief, slightly surprised. These guys had brought to life all the scenes in his painting. In his imagination, this was how Fief should develop.
Nestled amidst mountains and water, the scenery is breathtaking. "Your Excellency, we've brought that picturesque Fief from your painting to life. King MacDonald's daughter was captivated by it when she came to visit. That new princess is supposed to be waiting for you in Saint Blue City Saint Blue City. Would you like to go there first to meet her? Um... Your Excellency, it would be best if you didn't offer her tea in front of her."
The new princess has a phobia of black tea.
"Are there girls who don't like drinking black tea?"
"Ahem, Your Excellency's new princess is afraid of encountering [Sleeping Red Tea]."
The young dragon thought of the "Loud Conspiracy" incident that the evil dragon had caused some time ago. PS: Old pigeons, please give me some monthly tickets.