His template rating had gone from Elite- to Elite-+, officially putting some distance between him and Abel, the Blue Dragon Wyrmling.
Even among all Dragonkind, he probably counted as a minor prodigy now, didn't he?
Ten years of dedicated nurturing had finally yielded some results.
Looking at the status panel, Xiluo felt a little sense of accomplishment.
He had raised Allen himself!
"Bishop Xiwel, thank you for healing my brother with your spell."
Xiluo thanked the High Priestess.
He also took out five gold and ten silver coins and handed them to the High Priestess as payment.
This covered treating Allen's leg injury and the clerics' earlier treatment of the wounded at the barracks.
As the city's administrator, he had always believed he should lead by example in small matters.
He therefore had no intention of withholding or skimping on such small payments.
The High Priestess did not stand on ceremony.
She simply accepted it with a smile.
Afterward, he took the three dragons back to the castle and began digging burrows nearby. By the time everything was done, it was almost midnight.
Abel, the Blue Dragon Wyrmling, eagerly crawled into his new lair to rest.
Gordon, the Red Dragon Whelp, and Allen glanced around their surroundings, finding nothing unusual, before finally looking at Xiluo.
"What about your lair? Isn't it here?"
"Go get some rest. I still have to protect Alice, so of course I won't be sleeping outside."
With that, Xiluo shrank himself, flew straight to the castle's second floor, and deftly pulled open a window before slipping inside.
"This guy still worries something might happen to that woman, even in a human city? What a pointless concern. I could tell that Paladin who's always guarding her is definitely formidable.
"Even his protection isn't enough?"
The Red Dragon