CHAPTER 728: CIRILLA: GARRETT, FIND ME A PLACE TO SLEEP!

The Gold Dragon shrugged, mumbling something under his breath, and reached out to pluck a pearl from the hem of his robe. Among dragons of the same rank, exchanging gifts was uncommon. Extracting gold or jewels from a dragon usually meant looking for a fight. But a little princess...

As a mature Gold Dragon, he didn’t mind giving away such trifles. It was worth it to foster good relations for the younger, newly adult, and mid-adult male dragons in his family, and the little princess.

However, this young mage?

Diamont glanced at Garrett, then at the Lord of Thunder. Changing the direction of his hand, he reached into his robe and rubbed something forcefully:

"Here, take it."

What is this?

Is this the dirt you’ve rubbed off your skin?

Garrett watched the small stone in the Gold Dragon’s palm with suspicion, hesitant to stop Cirilla. The Silver Dragon girl had already squealed with delight, grabbing it eagerly:

"A luck stone! Uncle Diamont, you’re the best!"

A luck stone, which a Gold Dragon could imbue with luck through touch. Typically, a Gold Dragon would embed it in their skin and carry it with them. Of course, if they took a liking to another creature, they could gift it.

Cirilla, clutching the luck stone happily, snuggled close to the Gold Dragon, asking endless questions. The Lord of Thunder watched their interaction leisurely for a while before standing up, indicating his intention to return to the Tower of Heaven.

Diamont immediately followed, and Cirilla trailed along. As they reached the door, she leaned against the door frame, flipped her hand, and the small luck stone silently slipped into Garrett’s pocket.

Diamont: ...

Don’t think I didn’t notice!

With my perception, your little tricks behind my back are clear as day to me!

Fine, I’ll pretend I didn’t see it. When Decar asks for a gift for his little apprentice, I’ll tell him the kid already got one!

And tell those young ones at home not to approach the Moonlight Princess for 10 years, no, 20 years.

Dragons and humans getting so close, even gifting gems—parting after a year or two, three or five, is unlikely. Even if they do part, they won’t immediately forget that human.

This is Diamont, a Gold Dragon who frequently walks among humans, speaking from years of valuable experience!

Of course, in the long run, time is always on the side of dragons. After all, as long as they don’t die of an accident, living for six hundred, eight hundred, a thousand years is no problem. And humans?

Unless they become legends, they only occupy a brief moment in a dragon’s life...

By the way, could this kid become a legend?

Diamont squinted slightly. Looking back, he saw Garrett standing at the door of the Mage Tower, gesturing and explaining something to the Moonlight Princess. The setting sun bathed him in golden light, as if gilding his entire body.

"This child, he shines..."

He murmured. Beside him, the Lord of Thunder paused, also looking back:

"What light?"

He had read every paper Garrett submitted. The little Silver Dragon could see infrared, ultraviolet, and possibly a new type of radiation. What light are you seeing with the naked eye?

He scanned with magic again and again, his monocle crackling slightly. After several scans revealed nothing, he finally asked:

"What light?"

The Gold Dragon gazed deeply at the Mage Tower, his eyes unknowingly turning to vertical pupils. After a long time, he answered softly:

"The will of the world—or rather, the attention and favor of the world’s will."

A particularly bright light. Bright, but not dazzling, warm and gentle, making one feel joy at first glance. He had seen this light in more than one person:

Those who rose as kings, those who turned the tide as heroes. Those who made significant new inventions, discoveries, pushing the world forward.

Their progression seemed smooth. Researchers, especially mages, often reported encountering unusual energies during their advancement.

After extensive research, this energy was interpreted as the world’s will’s favor—or the world’s will’s special attention and reward for those who promoted its progress.

The Lord of Thunder nodded silently, striding forward. For a child like Garrett to receive the world’s favor was natural; but no matter how much favor, he had to grow on his own.

A 7th-level mage aspiring to become a legend had a long, long way to go.

Can Garrett do it?

Garrett, however, was not thinking about becoming a legend. Meals are eaten one bite at a time, roads are walked one step at a time, hospitals are not built in a day, and the entire medical system is certainly not built in a day. His priority now was to tell Cirilla a story:

"Recently? I’ve been dealing with the famine, testing fertilizers with them... After the tests, the data and papers were submitted, and that was it."

"I’m not excluding you, it was just a small project, very short... And dealing with manure, dirty and smelly, it’s fine if I go, why drag you into it?"

"Besides..."

He trailed off, noticing Cirilla’s eyelids drooping. Garrett quickly fell silent, waiting for a moment. Cirilla jolted awake, eyes wide:

"What next? What next?"

"Oh, there’s a very difficult case recently, but the patient hasn’t been sent yet. It’s in the preliminary research stage... It’ll take a while, testing methods, animal experiments, step by step, I estimate it’ll take at least a year... I’ll definitely call you then..."

At this point, the Silver Dragon girl yawned again. Garrett asked curiously:

"Cirilla, what’s wrong?"

"I’m sleepy... I think I’m about to hibernate..." Caught by him, Cirilla no longer hid it, yawning openly, tears welling up in her eyes:

"I shouldn’t be this quick, but I just feel like I’m going to hibernate. Um, Garrett, is there any place nearby where I can sleep? Somewhere I can sleep for a year or so!"

Garrett scratched his head. Hibernation and sleep were different; dragon hibernation meant they were about to advance, needing a long sleep to adjust and let their bodies grow.

Cirilla had just entered her juvenile stage, and it would be at least thirty or forty years before she reached the adult dragon stage. She wanted to hibernate now?

Well, it could be said that being around Garrett, learning medicine, doing intensive treatments, and fiddling with X-rays and gamma rays had greatly accelerated her growth.

A dragon dedicated to research would always advance faster than one that slept and ate all day, which was natural.

But where could he find her a place to sleep?

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