The wind howled past his ears.
Kelason's canine face was full of conflict, anger, shame, and hesitation.
Amid this incredibly complicated state of mind.
The Blue Dragon Wyrmling had slowly landed on the ground with him in his arms. There was no one around; the workers had either gone home or were resting at this hour.
But even though the sun had set.
Outside every enclosure in the beast pens, a streetlamp shone.
By the light of these lamps.
The Blue Dragon bared his savage jaws before Kelason, wearing a hideous, terrifying smile as he said:
"All right! This will be your home from now on!
You'll never have to worry about going hungry or sleeping poorly out there again, my little darling!"
Who the hell was going hungry or sleeping poorly?
You damned perverted Blue Dragon, can you hurry up and let me go?!
Kelason cursed inwardly, kicking all four legs and struggling incessantly.
He was utterly shocked and furious.
"Stop struggling. In a dragon's hands, that level of resistance is useless! Just stay here! I won't mistreat you!"
The Blue Dragon Wyrmling spoke.
Suddenly, howling came from nearby.
Hearing it, the Blue Dragon froze, then smiled and said:
"Roar... in heat, huh... Before, I might have wanted to but lacked the strength, but now my body has pretty much recovered."
The Blue Dragon Wyrmling muttered, then glanced at Kelason in his claws.
"I need to get some exercise first. Finding you a place to stay will have to wait."
With that, the Blue Dragon Wyrmling walked off to one side, carrying Kelason.
Then he stopped outside an enclosure, pushed open the gate, and entered.
Inside, a Vine Lion was looking at them and howling.
The Blue Dragon Wyrmling tossed Kelason onto the ground.
Just as Kelason felt delighted