"Be good. If you get too fat, you won't be able to fly, and you'll have nosebleeds all the time. Let's let a little blood out to keep you healthy!"
Medivh had no idea that Reinhardt, the Blue Dragon, was flying toward the East Sea with the Frost Dragon King.
At that moment, he was holding a Magic Rune Knife and gently coaxing them.
He was bleeding three Frost Dragonlings, each over ten meters long and looking rather chubby.
The three Frost Dragonlings' inherited memories contained no examples of dragons this fat. Besides, Veledra, the Raging Wave Dragon, regularly let blood, and kept herself in good shape.
With that example to follow, they trusted Medivh and covered their eyes with their claws so they wouldn't get stressed out at the sight of dragon blood.
Medivh had superb knife skills. He chatted as he quickly and cleanly finished bleeding them.
The three Frost Dragonlings were puzzled. When they lowered their claws to ask Medivh why he still hadn't started, they found that he had already finished cleaning up and was about to carry away the bucket of dragon blood.
"That's it?"
The three Frost Dragonlings looked at one another. They'd thought bleeding would be painful, but they hadn't felt a thing.
Once they'd done it the first time, there were countless times to come. Medivh bled the three Frost Dragonlings regularly to release their excess nutrients.
Under his care, their bodies grew long, graceful, and strong, without becoming bulky.
With the three Frost Dragonlings' permission, Medivh used the Fourth Rank Frost Dragon blood he had drawn to cultivate Snow Fox-person and Snow Werewolf High Tower Maids and create Frost Dragonkin.
Frost Dragons' bloodlines were the best match for the two races, making them far more effective than fusing with the blood