Gwendolyn did not quite understand what her father meant.
Her mother had told her a lot about magic this afternoon, but she had never mentioned anything about dragon magic.
"Your Majesty, are you going to teach Little Doreen Draconic Magic?”
Sylvia was slightly surprised.
As mentioned before, other than elemental magic, there were also some unique magic, and Draconic Magic was one of them.
Dragon Language Magic was a unique elemental magic attack released according to the dragon's own attributes.
For example, if Ximu was a red dragon, he would be able to cast fire elemental dragon language magic.
The power of Draconic Magic was much more powerful than that of ordinary human magic. Therefore, a profession called Draconic Mage was born among humans.
By providing them with benefits through some neutral alternative dragon creatures that understood the dragon language, the neutral alternative dragon creatures would teach those people the obscure dragon language.
Don't think that there would be many Dragon Language Mages. In fact, Dragon Language was extremely difficult to learn.
Out of a million people, it was already not easy for one person to learn the dragon language.
And this obscure and complicated dragon language was the language that dragons were born with.
"Yes, Little Doreen has my red dragon bloodline. Although she can't speak dragon language, she can definitely learn it.”
Xi Mu said.
If she could learn Dragon Language Magic, she would be able to become a Dragon Language Magician and become even more powerful.
After sharing his daughter Gwendolyn's magical affinity, Ximu's talent in magic skyrocketed.
Generally speaking, red dragons were not good at magic. Their strongest weapons were their breath and their strong bodies.
Among the Chromatic Dragons, only the Green Dragons were good at magic. The Green Dragons 'bodies were the weakest among the Chromatic Dragons. They were even weaker than some White Dragons with incomplete intelligence.
Therefore, they were more accomplished in magic.
With their powerful Draconic Magic, they successfully occupied the third place among the Chromatic Dragons. Their overall strength was stronger than the Black Dragons and White Dragons.
Now that he had S Magic Affinity, Ximu could master even more Draconic Magic, enough to become Gwendolyn's teacher.
"That's great!"
Sylvia was genuinely happy for her daughter.
When she first became Westshepherd's partner, Westshepherd had considered teaching her Draconic to see if she could become a Draconic Magician.
In the end, Sylvia's magic talent was indeed good, but her talent in learning the dragon language was almost zero.
No matter how much Ximu taught her, Sylvia could not learn it.
As time passed, Xi Mu gave up on this matter.
Since he couldn't learn it, he might as well not waste his time on it.
"Yay! I want to learn Draconic Magic!"
Gwendolyn did not realize what Draconic Magic was, but she was simply happy to see her mother.
She thought that it must be something amazing. Even her mother had not learned it. If she learned it, wouldn't it mean that she had surpassed her mother?
In the dragon's nest, while the family was having fun and strengthening their relationship.
The monsters near the nest had already begun to prepare for the war that would come tomorrow.
"Sharpen my weapon!”
Chris supervised the gnomes who were polishing their weapons.
Tomorrow would be the first battle between the Westshepherd clan and the humans. He was still the commander, so he had to do well.
If he didn't do this well, his position in His Majesty's heart would definitely plummet, and he would be replaced by some monster leaders.
"Please rest assured, Leader Chris. The weapons that have been polished by us goblins will become the sharpest blades in the world.”
The gnome leader Walker exaggerated.
"Come on, Walker, don't forget who I am. Who knows better than me when it comes to boasting? I don't want your flattery, I just want the truth.”
Chris waved his hand impatiently.
He could be said to be the most bootlicker in the entire clan. He could think of almost all kinds of words.
Therefore, he was most impatient with Walker's words.
" Don't worry, don't worry!"
Walker smiled awkwardly.
He wanted to learn from Chris and see if he could make Chris happy.
The result was the opposite.
"Walker, I want the weapon you made for me, okay?”
At this moment, Yiniwen walked out.
Even though she was pregnant, she was still eager to fight.
Wasn't she just pregnant? Her stomach hadn't even gotten bigger. How could she rest?
"Matriarch Ynwin, I have already forged the weapon you wish to repair.”
Walker hurriedly turned around and walked away to get his weapon.
While waiting for the weapon, Chris said,""Matriarch Einwen, you still have His Majesty's bloodline in you. It's best for you to stay in the dragon's lair and wait for our good news.”
He truly did not understand why His Majesty would allow Matriarch Ynwin to go to the battlefield with him.
If she wasn't pregnant, Chris could understand, but why would she agree to it when she was pregnant?
"The Night Elves will never be stopped by any obstacles. Please believe in my strength, Chris. Besides, I believe that a child with both the Red Dragon and Night Elf bloodlines must be more eager to fight than me.”
Yiniwen touched her slightly bulging belly and smiled.
Chris glanced at Yiniwen's stomach, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
This prince…could he still desire to fight in his stomach?
"Matriarch Einwen, the weapon you requested is here.”
Walker returned to Eneven's side with two huge scimitars.
These two were Eniven's previous weapons.
However, due to all kinds of battles, it had long been seriously worn out.
Therefore, Yiniwen simply threw it to the gnomes and asked them to help her repair it.
"Thank you, Walker."
Yiniwen looked at the two beautifully repaired scimitars in front of her and said with satisfaction.
Finally, it wasn't as shabby as before.
"There is no need to thank me, Matriarch Einwen. It is my duty.”
Walker hurriedly waved his hand.
The job of the goblins in the Westshepherd clan was to domesticate livestock and horses, make food, and forge and maintain weapons.
Other than that, he did almost nothing else.
To put it simply, he was doing odd jobs.
The Gnomes were happy to be protected by everyone without having to go to the battlefield.
It was the same for this battle with the humans. The gnomes did not need to go to the battlefield.
With their numbers and strength, it would be better for them to stay behind and provide supplies and logistics.
"Yes, let's go."
Yiniwen waved her hand and left with her dual blades on her back.
"Walker, speaking of which, the materials used by our clan to forge weapons are all ordinary iron ores, right?”
Chris remembered something very important.
"Yes, Chief Chris."
"Okay, I understand."
After Chris received Walker's reply, he thought to himself that he would have to plunder some weapon-forging materials when he invaded the human towns.
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