Dear Broom Knight

Lady Yagris, while idly spending time at her estate, also pondered about her uncle, who seemed to have something wrong with his brain.

She had more or less guessed when and why he had made so many wrong decisions.

And each time, Count Grzal could have chosen another passable path.

It might have meant the Grzal family would continue to live frugally as they did after first stepping into enemy territory, but at least they could have moved forward steadily.

Unfortunately, he was too greedy and too confident.

He couldn't see Travis's immensely powerful kingly aura, his tough yet smooth political maneuvering, nor could he see the Schroeder family's contempt for him... Such exploitation, who could say the Grzal family was the Duke of Schroeder and the High Priest's subordinate?

If Duke Storm had really treated his subordinates like that, he wouldn't have been overthrown just now.

His close confidants must have known, from the beginning, that the Grzal family was just a tool.

Count Grzal really had his heart set higher than the sky, but unfortunately, he didn't have the brains to match.

However, the Grzal family seemed to be born with a bit too much self-esteem and confidence.

Just like she was back then, wasn't she?

If she hadn't been so proud and arrogant, thinking not only about having a chance for revenge in the future but also about infuriating Count Grzal to death, she wouldn't have chosen Count Montes among the several options!

Although Count Montes was indeed the best choice among the marriage candidates.

But he wasn't the only choice.

Lady Yagris could have chosen to marry a colleague from the King's army... Although doing so would have been equivalent to handing over her territory, at least it would have been a normal man who hadn't been married or had children.

She had also wondered in her midnight dreams if choosing a different life back then would have been better.

But Lady Yagris was truly more afraid of the unknown... She had some expectations of the worst outcome of marrying Count Montes.

"Grandma Yagris?" Lily looked up at her.

"It's nothing," Lady Yagris looked down at her, "I just think that Bobo and Wes are really capable."

Lily tilted her head and comforted her in her gentlest tone: "Don't worry, Grandma Yagris.

None of us three will easily walk into the fate set by others.

Not even our grandfather.

Dragons are inherently selfish and don't have the kindness to sacrifice their own interests for the clan."

Lady Yagris couldn't help but laugh: "You really sound a bit like Ruthcania when you talk like that."

"Of course," Lily proudly raised her head, "All of Mom and Dad's cunning and insidiousness have been passed on to me!"

Lady Yagris, who was already very used to how strange the dragon cubs' descriptions were when they boasted, praised without changing her expression: "That's right, our Lily is the most cunning!"

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"Achoo!"

Bobo turned his head to look at his brother, who was following behind him and taking advantage of the wind: "What's wrong? Do you have a cold?

I don't think I'm blowing a cold wind, am I?"

Although he could fly for a short time, those wings were still a burden, so Bobo naturally wrapped himself in a layer of wind first.

This made it much easier to fly.

Especially with a group of knights running madly ahead, the air waves they stirred up were enough for Bobo to use.

He was quite tolerant of his younger siblings, so naturally, he wouldn't mind Wes's lazy behavior of hiding at the back and taking advantage of his wind to fly, and he could even offer a few words of concern.

It's just that the direction of his concern was a bit abnormal.

Wes rolled his eyes at his brother, who had already turned his head back, but the words that came to his lips didn't come out.

Bobo's tolerance was also limited.

If he dared to talk nonsense, Bobo would really dare to blow a cold wind.

As a magic crystal dragon, Bobo could not only add ice fog to the cold wind but also ice shards.

Wes couldn't handle it.

Although he was half white dragon and half crystal dragon, and more skilled in ice magic than Lily, Wes was the worst at casting spells among the three little dragons.

Lily's innate magic wasn't very strong, but she was intelligent!

Although Wes could easily beat her up, he had to admit that only Lily released real spells.

He and Bobo could only call it spell-like abilities.

In this regard, even if Wes was competitive, he wouldn't compare himself.

He had understood that there was only meaning in comparing in areas where they were both skilled.

If he really wanted to compare his size, strength, or even innate magic with Bobo, it would be too silly.

Not to mention, as a martial arts faction, going to compare magical abilities with the magic faction Lily was a stupid thing to do.

Of course, at first, he wasn't so magnanimous and wanted to compete for everything.

After Uncle Lowry discovered that he was forcing himself too much because of this, he took Wes to see the lives of many humans and magical creatures.

Wes watched for a full year before finally understanding the meaning of Uncle Lowry's words.

He could compare who worked harder with Bobo, who was more... Lily didn't count, who improved faster with Taylor, and even compare with his past self, but he couldn't compare talents.

Not to mention that the three of them came from different eggs, even if they were born from the same egg, they could have completely opposite talents.

This was what Wes realized only after he saw two magic snakes crawling out of the same egg for the first time, but after three months, they differentiated into completely different beings... one with water talent and one with wind talent.

So, Wes was really much more peaceful now.

But he didn't usually show it, still looking unconvinced by Bobo's progress... Although compared to Lily, his half-and-half appearance wasn't very attractive to the White Dragon King, Wes still didn't want that old guy's attention to turn to him.

Wasn't he嫌弃ed for being too competitive and having a too twisted personality?

Then let him嫌弃 him forever, and never look back.

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Although Wes knew they were dragons, and there was no such thing as patiently teaching their descendants, like Ruthcania and Bolanos, who would take them to learn basic common sense well, were already very good parents.

But he still sneered at the White Dragon King's operation.

Just wanted to pick up the ready-made ones, how beautiful he thought.

If that old guy had half of Lowry's qualities, the three of them wouldn't嫌弃 him so much.

Wes felt that he could understand why Mom Ruthcania was so annoyed with this biological father... He didn't care when he was born, ignored him when his abilities were insufficient, and came to smell it when the fruit was ripe.

Then don't blame them for putting some pungent seasoning on the fruit!

But after all, the fruit was themselves, as long as they observed carefully, they could still understand that the fruit under these seasonings was still intact.

However, the White Dragon King definitely didn't have that patience.

Wes thought it was funny... Even the Lord of Ice, that guy with rainwater in his brain,嫌弃ed the bait thrown out by the White Dragon King!

However, he also understood why Uncle Lowry asked them to be respectful to the White Dragon King, even if they appeared timid, they shouldn't have provocative thoughts.

That old guy was just arrogant enough to look down on anyone, any dragon, including his lovers and his descendants.

But it didn't mean he didn't have enough brains.

He just couldn't see the things that were hidden, after all, in his opinion, it was an honor for these descendants of his to become his successors.

Otherwise, that old guy wouldn't have mentioned things like bloodline purification arrays when he was wandering around him, and would often praise Bobo and commend Lily.

Tsk~

No matter how competitive Wes was, he wouldn't despise his own blood.

His mother didn't feel any regret when she saw him hatch... Ruthcania didn't seem to like the appearance of Bobo, who was too much like Bolanos.

Ruthcania didn't have any opinions about Wes, who was very mixed.

She just didn't like that the child didn't have any of her appearance.

Moreover, she didn't like the appearance, not the child himself.

Even Bobo, who heard those words, didn't feel anything.

"Wes, what are you thinking about? Why aren't you answering me!" Bobo, who was flying in front, asked again.

"I'm not thinking about anything," Wes said calmly, having almost forgotten what had just happened, "I just don't want to talk to your butt."

"Tsk, so you can sneeze at my butt?"

Wes finally remembered what had just happened: "I sneezed, someone must be talking bad about me!"

"Oh... it must be Lily," Bobo said decisively, "Not only is she lazy, but her mouth can哔哔 even more than yours."

Wes sneered: "Do you, who have never won an argument, have the right to say that?"

They had already arrived at Qingfeng Valley, and he didn't need to be so cautious about Bobo.

Bobo turned around angrily: "But my claws are stronger than both of yours!"

"Bobo!" Taylor's voice came from the front, "What are you doing?

Don't tease your brother at this time, we've arrived.

There are many outsiders inside! Don't embarrass yourself."

Bobo thought for a while, then put away his claws, turned his head and glanced back, flapped his wings hard a few times, and rushed to the front in an elegant posture, landing on the tallest and largest tree in Qingfeng Valley.

Wes, who was blown back a few meters by the gust of wind he stirred up, 'tsk tsk'ed twice, and finally followed.

Only one sentence was left in the air: "What are you still standing there for? Taylor.

Don't tell me you plan to have us walk in behind your butt?

We dragons can fly!"

Taylor stretched out a hand and placed it on his forehead, watching the two little dragons fly to the Valera Banyan Tree Building and land safely, before waving to the people behind him: "Okay, Bobo and Wes are in position, we can enter Qingfeng Valley according to the pre-determined mode."

"Thank goodness..." The adjutant next to him said with a look of relief, "At least we don't have to bring them in."