Chapter 37: Dragon Dad 7

The way dragons transform into human form is largely related to their original form.

Lacia is a typical example of this transformation, with silver hair and purple eyes.

However, the little dragon transformed into a three-year-old girl, with long black hair that is as fluffy and thick as her dragon mane, but not green.

At first glance, her eyes appear as deep as black, but when exposed to light, a hint of green is visible in her large eyes.

The only thing that still retains a green hue is the dragon tail trailing behind her, flashing with bluish-green glimmers.

A little dragon that was about the size of a thumb has returned as a chubby little child with a tail.

The child inherited her father’s beauty, and had she not been so young, she would definitely be a captivating beauty.

“Ah! The dragon tail, I’m fainting!”

“This is too cute! That tail, oh!”

“How could this be? I don’t have any preferences for half-beasts with animal ears and tails, but how can a dragon with a tail be so cute? I’m really fainting!”

The students who saw the little dragon’s new appearance reacted intensely.

Correction to the previous text: even though she’s still young, she is indeed a captivating little beauty.

Lacia, feeling pity for the little dragon having consumed junk food, took out the high-quality ingredients he had prepared. The Wood Crystal Stones, which can only be found in spiritually rich trees, were one such ingredient.

For these top-tier ingredients, the child didn’t seem particularly enthusiastic.

She held a Wood Crystal Stone larger than her own palm, and with a smile from the beautiful figure, she took a bite out of courtesy.

It wasn’t that the food didn’t taste good; the melon-flavored sweetness was quite refreshing, but she was already full.

As the little dragon’s mind gradually cleared, she understood her parent’s intentions. Under his eager gaze, she nibbled on it in small bites, with enough space between each one to consume a Skull Magic Crystal.

The child eventually regurgitated the food, as the crystals turned into magic power upon entering her mouth, and the mist that came out of her mouth filled the room. Soon, the room was shrouded in mist, as though a dry ice machine had been turned on.

Fizke, the apothecary, received a message from the teacher and rushed over to diagnose the little dragon.

After administering a magical potion, the little dragon stopped expelling mist.

“Alright, I’ve suppressed the excess magic power that Qian couldn’t absorb. It’s best if she doesn’t eat any more magical food for the time being.”

After the treatment, Fizke asked, “Didn’t Qian get caught in the Death Zone? How does she have so much magic power in her body? What on earth did she eat?”

Lacia casually replied, “She ate some of the crystals from the skulls.”

“Some?”

Fizke calculated the amount of magic power.

For a gluttonous dragon cub to be overfed, the Death Zone probably no longer had high-level skeletons.

The news spread, and the teachers and students of the Central Magic Academy laughed.

Even Principal Uder laughed, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had forgotten something.

A month later, Principal Uder’s old friend, the headmaster of North Magic Academy, sent him a letter to complain. That’s when Uder remembered what he had forgotten.

North Magic Academy is the closest magic academy to the border. This year’s graduation task for the students was to hunt a mid-level skeleton.

The boundary membrane of the Death Zone occasionally becomes unstable, allowing a few skeletons to escape.

To prevent skeletons from entering human cities and causing death or injury, the headmaster of North Magic Academy often slacks off by assigning this kind of graduation task to students, killing two birds with one stone.

However, this year, for some reason, the students had been waiting at the border for a long time and still hadn’t encountered any skeletons, and now it was looking like they might not be able to graduate.

It was no small matter that the students couldn’t find their graduation targets, but the sudden disappearance of the skeletons made the headmaster uneasy, so the letter was sent to inquire about any information.

Uder replied, telling his old friend to give the students a new graduation task. At the very least, it wouldn’t be needed for the next hundred years.

The strongest dragon clan cub in the world, Qian, entered a classroom that was in session.

It was a Magical Plant Encyclopedia class, and the teacher was the wood elf, Le Xuer. This shy elf, whenever she left her space, would wrap herself entirely in a cloak and stand in the corner of the podium to teach.

Her voice was so soft that a sound amplifier was necessary for students to hear.

Even when students weren’t paying attention, she wouldn’t speak up to stop them.

The students, “bullies” who were “afraid of the strongest but not the weak,” relaxed as though on vacation in her class. Compared to Lacia’s Dragon Language class, this one was loud and chaotic.

Some students were chatting, doing other homework, playing little magical games, and many were eating.

At the back of the classroom, near the door, Faman was holding a Magic Plant Encyclopedia with an adventure novel hidden inside. He was swept up in the adventures of the protagonist and his companions, eagerly flipping through the pages, his little snacks untouched in his hands.

After finishing a chapter, he suddenly sensed something was wrong. His gaze shifted from the book and met a pair of green eyes.

A short child was standing by his desk, staring at the crispy little snacks inside his desk.

Faman: “!!!”

The little girl wasn’t the surprising part; what was surprising was the dragon tail behind her. Who didn’t know this was Lacia’s precious little dragon?

Faman had only seen her from a distance before, but this was the first time he was so close. His mind blanked for a moment, and he unconsciously held his breath, afraid that his breathing might disturb the little cutie.

The little cutie looked at his freckled face, then at his little snacks. She placed her hands on his legs.

Faman: “!!!”

His leg, where she had placed her hands, started trembling uncontrollably.

He seemed to understand what the little dragon wanted. His trembling hands reached out and handed the snack bag to her: “P-please, help yourself! They’re all yours!”

His hands shook so much that he nearly spilled the snacks.

Qian took the snack bag and reached into the pocket of her skirt. This special skirt had a few square meters of space in its pocket, filled with many little things.

Faman only saw her rummaging in the pocket for a long time before pulling out a pale yellow candy.

This was a special milk-flavored candy that Fizke had made to satisfy her cravings. It didn’t contain any magical ingredients.

With a candy in her hand, Qian stretched her arm out, offering it to Faman.

Faman: “Are… are you giving it to me?”

He felt an overwhelming sense of honor, as if he had been chosen. He didn’t dare eat it and took it instead, deciding to bring it home to show his parents and sister. After all, it was a gift from a dragon, how meaningful!

Thinking that she had exchanged snacks for the candy, Qian hugged the snack bag and started walking down the steps.

Her tail was a bit heavy and dragged on the ground.

Sitting in the second-to-last row, Petin, who was busy memorizing Dragon Language, noticed something passing by her and quickly glanced over, instinctively pulling her gaze back.

Hmm?

She sensed something was off and quickly shifted her gaze back, seeing a dragon tail dragging on the ground.

Petin: “!!!”

Other students who noticed Qian also reacted similarly.

Most of the students’ first reaction was to quickly search around for the figure of Teacher Lacia.

After all, wherever a baby dragon had appeared before, Teacher Lacia must be nearby.

But there was no sign of him, only a cute, big-eyed baby dragon.

This got the students excited.

The little dragon, who was shorter than the desks, passed by, and the students on either side crouched down.

Qian walked through this lively scene of applause.

One student, who liked things to be clean, couldn’t resist and lifted the dragon’s tail, which had been dragging on the floor.

Qian stopped, and the surrounding students also held their breath.

“Ah, ah, ah, Kelin, what are you doing?!”

“Quick, let go of her tail! You’re scaring her!”

“Oh my god, she’s not going to cry, right?”

Kelin quickly pulled out a clean handkerchief and wiped the dragon’s tail.

“No way, I can’t stand it, how could such a beautiful tail be dragging on the ground!” she said through clenched teeth.

There was no dragon rampaging or crying as others feared. Once the tail was grabbed, the baby dragon just stopped, leaning against a nearby desk, and pulled a small snack out of the bag it had just received.

She ate with great focus.

Kelin wiped the tail clean, and seeing the dragon still quietly eating, her hands itched, and she pulled out a comb, neatly combing the fur on the dragon’s tail.

Finally, she even untied her favorite satin ribbon from her own hair and tied a beautiful bow around the dragon’s tail.

The clean and shiny tail, now gleaming, was carefully placed in Qian’s hands by Kelin.

“Sweetie, you can’t let your tail drag on the ground. Hold it in your arms, okay?”

Qian didn’t respond, as she still couldn’t speak properly.

But obediently, she hugged her tail with both hands.

She walked out of the classroom, holding snacks in one hand and her tail in the other.

Before leaving, she didn’t forget to greet the poor wooden elf teacher in the corner of the classroom.

“Qi.”

The next classroom was where Fizke was teaching potions. He was demonstrating how to brew an interesting magic potion to the students.

“Everyone, look, now I’m adding an appropriate amount of unicorn horn powder to this potion. This is a transformation potion that can briefly turn someone into a unicorn. I once used this potion to avoid the rampaging demon wolves in the forest.”

The students: “Wow!”

Fizke: “And I made a small change to this potion. Normally, transformation potions are colorless, but mine is rainbow-colored. After turning into a unicorn, your fur also turns rainbow-colored!”

The students screamed: “Waaaah!!!”

Fizke: “…” Although he did think the rainbow-colored unicorn was prettier, did the students really need to get this excited? Was the rainbow unicorn really that popular?

The students were still screaming, excitedly looking at his side… his side?

Fizke looked down and saw Qian, who was holding her tail.

“Qian? Why are you here by yourself? Where’s the teacher?”

Qian, standing on the stool by the workbench, was seriously watching the rainbow-colored potion bubbling in Fizke’s hands.

Fizke: “Do you like this color, Qian? It’s pretty, right?”

Qian offered the snack bag she was holding to him.

Fizke, not understanding, looked at it: “These snacks have no magic power, but you can eat them.”

Qian grabbed a small handful of snacks and handed them to him.

Fizke: “Hmm? Are these for me? Thank you, Qian. I’ll eat one.”

Fizke smiled and took the snack that Qian offered.

Seeing him eat it, Qian naturally took the rainbow-colored potion from his hand.

Fizke’s smile gradually disappeared: “Qian?”

He suddenly realized that she was trying to exchange the snacks for his potion.

Qian had already stepped down from the stool, holding the potion, and walked toward the classroom door.

Fizke: “Wait, Qian, that’s a potion, you can’t just play with it, and that’s my teaching material, there’s only one batch… How about you leave half for me?”

The good-tempered potion master Fizke ended up swapping half the potion with the child.

“You can’t drink this potion, okay? Just look at it,” Fizke reminded.

Qian, holding the half-filled rainbow-colored potion, walked down the corridor and encountered Principal Ude, who was holding an empty tea cup.

Principal Ude, who was about to make a drink, saw her and bent down with a loving smile: “How rare, why did Teacher Lacia let you run out alone? Our big dragon Qian is patrolling her territory, huh? Hahaha!”

As he spoke, the empty tea cup was right in front of Qian’s eyes.

Qian glanced at the kindly old man, then at his empty cup, and poured the rainbow-colored potion she was holding into his tea cup.

Principal Ude, still babbling: “Hmm? Is this the drink someone gave you? Hahaha, I’ll try a sip.”

Principal Ude vanished on the spot.

A rainbow-colored unicorn appeared in his place.

Qian, who had been calling “qi” and “qian,” saw the confused rainbow-colored unicorn and suddenly opened her mouth to call out: “Rainbow pony!”

Having just woken up and not seeing the baby dragon, Lacia, who had been looking for the child, just happened to hear her speak for the first time.

She didn’t say “daddy,” but “rainbow pony.”