Dear Broom Knight

The reason for Mrs. Agreus's mother's early death was also related to the fact that she had no family to rely on, and although her husband still cherished her, she was immersed in self-pity and unable to extricate herself, and her health was not very good.

Although her daughter was quite capable, she was just a weak woman struggling to survive, and one day she would fall in a series of constant cold winds.

The pressure from Earl Grzal, which was not direct but always present, was the reason why this couple, who had lost hope in life, died one after another.

But this is not illegal, just disgusting.

If it were someone like Mrs. Agreus, she would definitely be able to carve out a path for herself, even if she didn't have such good talent.

But there are always people in this world who are just like that by nature.

You can say that they can't withstand the pressure, but no one is qualified to condemn them.

Courage is also a kind of talent, not everyone can have it.

Even the messenger of the White Dragon King couldn't win more benefits for Mrs. Agreus, he could only estimate the price of those things that Earl Grzal had forced her parents to buy cheaply... things that could not be found or given, such as the shares of those mines... and returned them to Mrs. Agreus.

These days, Mrs. Agreus has been closing the manor gate and not receiving visits from anyone because of this news.

The things are still on the way.

Lorry was also helpless about this.

He couldn't possibly comfort his mother by telling her to look at her unlucky son, could he?

Although Mrs. Agreus's parents each had their own problems, they were very good to their daughter.

Her temperament and personality could not have been cultivated by being an only child.

Grandet's daughter is also an only child!

Lorry can do nothing but accompany her... Although Mrs. Agreus won't let him go to the manor, Lorry sends her a red rose with dewdrops on it every day.

Sighing softly, Lorry leaned over and gently patted Lusca's big claws: "Of course I understand your good intentions, my friend.

But what's most important to me now is not learning Draconic magic, but learning Draconic first."

He retracted his hand and pointed to his throat: "先天 条件 有限 (xiāntiān tiáojiàn yǒuxiàn - Innate conditions are limited), so I can only find a way to learn resonance pronunciation first.

But if I learn the Dragon's writing first, I really don't have that time."

Dragon language is a bit like a combination of 'hissing' and the sound of beasts clearing their throats.

The special throats of dragons allow them to easily make such sounds.

But it's really harmful to human throats to speak like that.

Most archmages who know Draconic are actually better at the written language... Although it's also difficult, because the wind and fire elemental creatures, who are the first to come into contact with the outside world, learned Draconic as their racial language from the beginning, archmages who pursue these two types of magic have to learn it anyway.

After all, elemental creatures originally communicate mentally and don't need to speak.

Including the eyes and mouth, which were later manifested to communicate with outsiders.

Even those who are so-called proficient in Draconic magic are basically monosyllabic, and those who can produce disyllables are almost all top-level archmages, the kind of existence that can communicate 'harmoniously' with Elminster.

Lusca blinked her huge eyes: "Ah... Hasn't your throat changed yet?

How could that be?

I clearly heard that your voice has begun to show natural resonance!"

Unlike the previous him, who really endured it for a whole year.

Fortunately, his peers didn't enter this stage at the same time, he wasn't the first to finish, nor the last, which reduced a lot of trouble.

How annoying teenage boys can be... Even Lorry, who had been afraid of causing trouble since he was a child, didn't want to recall his stupid past.

Lorry was quite happy that his new puberty was accompanied only by a change in his voice, rather than a hormonal effect of inexplicable impulses.

But things seem a little off!

"Ah! La~ Lan~ Lang~" Lorry cleared his throat and seriously did a pronunciation experiment.

He still felt that his voice had only become a little deeper after the end of puberty.

But Lusca nodded over there: "Look, the sound from your throat is like it has an echo, and it seems like there's an electric current accompanying it.

Isn't this an obvious Dragon Throat reaction?

Try making a high note again."

Lorry pursed his lips and simply tried it.

In standard terms, he really easily reached C3, and with a little effort, passed E3... already past the baseline of a tenor.

Then, with a little more effort, he directly passed F3.

I don't know if it's a good thing, at least he hasn't entered G3, the limit of male high notes, let alone the human limit of C6.

Lorry, who suddenly realized that he was so amazing, suddenly fell into a kind of unreliable melancholy.

If he had this face, this voice, and this pitch before, what else would there be to say?

Then he was deeply hurt by Lusca's words.

"It's okay, you're just starting to develop, don't worry, you haven't reached your limit yet." The White Dragon Lady happily flapped her wings, "But this is also normal, human-shaped dragons are also dragons, although the hatchling period passes quickly, it's impossible to skip the adolescence.

That's good, you can accompany my children!"

Lusca was really happy.

With Lorry's seriousness about life, even if he said it casually, he would definitely start learning Draconic.

When her children pass the hatchling period, there will be a teacher to ask for advice.

Sometimes, it's not that parents don't want to teach their children, but that their infancy is too far away, and most dragons can't remember how they spent it.

What they can remember is either eating or playing.

Moreover, even with their own children, few dragons have the patience to teach them slowly.

But Lorry definitely has no problem.

Her friend, although his personality is also very draconic, his human side is also very obvious.

He's a really good person!

As long as her children don't cause trouble and don't ask for trouble, Lorry will definitely treat them very well.

Lorry, who was touching his throat in a daze, suddenly felt a chill down his back, frowned and thought for a moment, then he suddenly raised his head: "Lusca, don't think things are too good!"

"Hehe~" The White Dragon Lady showed a shameless face, "My children, after they come out, will call you uncle~ Lorry.

They will listen to you very much."

"Heh~" Lorry only gave her a disdainful look for her to experience herself.

"You seem very bored these days?" Lorry was a little curious, "You're not staying in the dragon's nest anymore."

"I'm about to give birth now, I need to move my body." Lusca tilted her head, "Are you asking because you have something to do?

I knew you wouldn't bother with so many things for nothing."

"I want to remodel the castle's defense array." Lorry replied calmly, "I can't waste this Ice Lake!"

"That's true." Lusca nodded, "Although there's not much Ice Force now, no one is snatching it."

Although she had thrown those Ice Fish eggs into the lowest cold spring outlet, the incubation period of that thing is very long, and it will have to wait until the coldest time in winter.

How much Ice Qi can fish eggs absorb!

The extra is indeed a bit of a waste.

Lorry is worthy of being a friend she has taken a fancy to, although because of his human side he has a bit of a habit of wasting, completely doesn't know how to make the most cost-effective choices, doesn't understand how much effort dragons have to put in to spend less money, but at least he knows how to cherish things.

Lusca said happily: "You pay the money, and I'll do the work!"

"Within ten days!" Bolanos, who was digging the earth, shouted remotely, "After that, I'll be waiting to give birth!"

Lorry couldn't help but laugh: "What can I let you do? Dig a few holes, a few ditches, it can be done in two days."

Bolanos didn't say anything else.

Lusca took Lorry's drawings, and a piece of Carolmo Jingle she had been eyeing for a long time, and happily went to work.

Lorry plunged into his bedroom.

Heaven knows how much effort it took him to suppress his boiling emotions after understanding Lusca's words.

His puberty, is it just starting?

Lorry silently scratched the headboard, feeling very depressed.

Wait...

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the headboard made of magical wood known for its hardness.

Several fine scratches were clearly visible.

Lorry raised his hand and looked at his neatly trimmed nails in confusion: When was the last time he cut his nails?

Lorry has never liked people getting too close to him, especially touching his vitals, except when he was a child, Mrs. Agreus and Pat would help him take care of it, after leaving Montes Castle, he did these things himself.

He certainly wouldn't doubt Chesca's loyalty.

But Lorry was still not used to letting his peers do such intimate things for him.

Although Lorry takes care of these trivial matters of life himself, he doesn't pay too much attention to them, basically, he only does them when he sees them.

If his nails don't grow long, he naturally won't trim them.

Now that he carefully recalls, Lorry suddenly realized that he hadn't cut his nails since his 16th birthday!

That's right, hair! And hair!

Lorry touched the ends of his hair above his neck, looking dejected... He really didn't care about these things!

He doesn't have long hair, so why wouldn't he need to trim it for a year?