Just you wait, a flying dragon, is it?
I have some research on Dream Weavers, and I even had a hand in rebuilding Krokok Film Park back in the day.
With that, Yan Huan walked aside, attempting to craft an epic flying dragon for Black Jeanne out of thin air in the dreamscape using just one hand.
Huh? Are you joking? Seeing how serious Yan Huan looked, Black Jeanne found it a bit hard to understand.
Creatures like dragons were usually caught, so how on earth could someone just craft one...
Buzz—zzzz—!!
Nearby, Lia kept twisting the throttle, and the exhaust pipe at the tail of the motorcycle burst out with a fierce, crimson Sodalu flame.
Heh, Jeanne... Since you've accepted the Master's gift, you'd better get down to some real business. Lia looked at Black Jeanne playfully:
Since you're waiting for your flying dragon, I'll be heading out first.
Under Black Jeanne's displeased gaze, Lia rode off on her motorcycle with March 7th, speeding away and leaving only a trail of dark red light behind.
Huh? What are they up to? Yan Huan, who was still busy hand-crafting a flying dragon nearby, looked up, bewildered.
Hmph, that cold-faced woman probably went off to find the rest of the Masters and Servants.
Black Jeanne turned her face away, raised her chin, and let out a soft hmph.
Just keep crafting, Master. With her level, she might even need us to rescue her later.
Oh, whatever you say. Yan Huan lowered his head and started picturing the shape of the flying dragon again.
Then what am I supposed to do? Black Jeanne glanced around and asked:
Can I go play games?
This happened to be an arcade, and while waiting for Yan Huan to manufacture a mount, she could easily check