The Small World where the Dragonkind Tournament was held.
Was quite far from Niro City.
To accommodate the other dragons, Xiluo had kept his flying speed down.
The group slowly flew toward "home."
Along the way, Abel, that little wyrmling, kept talking nonstop to the newly joined dragons.
"Listen up, all of you! I'm Xiluo's brother! I'm sure you understood that the moment you saw me, right?"
"What? Damn it, you're saying I'm too weak compared to Xiluo?
You bastard! Whatever else you say, I made the Top 32 in the Adolescence division this time.
And what are you supposed to be?
Let me tell you! My true strength goes far beyond that!"
"Oh? You're asking what my true strength is?
Hahahaha! Then I'll be merciful and tell you idiots!
What's my title?
Commander of the Dragonbeast Legion!
Do you know what that means?
In Niro City, I have more than fifty powerful dragonbeasts under my command!
If those dragonbeasts were still by my side, who here besides Xiluo would be a match for me?"
"Hmph! Now you know how powerful I am, don't you?
Then remember this!
In Niro City.
Xiluo is the boss! And I'm the number two boss!
You'd better show me some respect when you see me from now on, or I'll bring my Dragonbeast Legion and make you pay!"
"Hahahahaha! That's right! Just like that.
You idiots! Learn from Bosha!
If you go to Niro City knowing nothing, you'll suffer for it!
Listen carefully! And learn!"
All along the way, the Blue Dragon Wyrmling's shouting, roaring, and wild laughter never stopped.
Xiluo and the companions who knew Abel curled their lips to themselves.
Still, Xiluo and the others did not stop Abel from showing off. It was a good thing to put these newcomers in