"All right, Lord Bone Dragon, things over there should be about settled, so it's time for you to set off!"
Feeling that the time was about right and worried that further delay would lead to casualties over there, Nalant began urging Little Bone Dragon on.
"All right, Nalant, but..."
"But what, Lord Bone Dragon?" Seeing that Little Bone Dragon still had something to say, Nalant immediately pressed him.
"Nalant, do you want to experience what it feels like to be a Dragon Knight?"
"What it feels like to be a Dragon Knight?" Nalant froze at once.
Weren't dragons proud creatures? Didn't they all dislike being ridden by humans?
So why was Little Bone Dragon willing?
"Lord Bone Dragon, are you telling the truth?"
"Nalant, when I, Bone Dragon, say something, it's truer than gold..."
"I remember when we fought the Dark Lord that day. You saw that both the Black Dragon and I had been severely injured by the Dark Lord, yet you didn't flee on your own. Your courage had already earned my recognition."
"Besides, do you remember? I said that day that I wanted to be Nalant's best friend and companion. Even letting you ride me wouldn't be impossible!"
So Little Bone Dragon had not spoken on a whim. He meant what he said.
Hearing Little Bone Dragon's explanation, Nalant vaguely recalled the scene from that day's battle.
Little Bone Dragon really had mentioned something like that.
But Nalant had only taken it for emotional words spoken amid a life-and-death battle and had not treated them seriously afterward.
"So, Nalant, do you want to ride me?" Little Bone Dragon asked one final time.
"Of course I do!" Nalant suppressed his pounding heart and finally gave an affirmative answer.
What a joke—a Dragon Knight!
Even if it was fake,