Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 445 Goodbye, Thomas
So, dragons basically look the same as they are when they are born.

Weiss thought that since others could live well, he could do it too.

As long as we learn from our parents, although we may have greed, we will always be able to control it with reason.

Uncle Lowry also often taught them how to run a business with the least amount of manpower, and how to control the manpower without worrying about whether they were loyal or worked hard enough... That factory management knowledge was really useful.

At the same time, they can also learn how to minimize the benefits of distribution, or replace them with things that dragons don't care about but humans cherish.

This is very useful.

Uncle Lowry even trained their tolerance for gold, silver and jewelry so that they could at least learn to share it equally...although only among the three siblings.

Maybe he accepted this, and then thinking back to the circles Uncle Lowry had drawn for them, Weiss felt that at least he could accept giving away some of the scraps in exchange for more wealth.

Just like Uncle Lowry said, as long as he can do this, no matter how bad his temper is or how violent he is, humans will say that he is a kind dragon.

He can't do it. Even if he just occupies his own mountains and minerals, and kills fools who covet his property, he is still called an evil dragon.

Weiss can ignore the latter, but when necessary, he has to do the former.

This way, Uncle Lori can watch them leave the house with peace of mind.

Weiss felt that in this regard, he was better than Bobo and Lily!

Too lazy to look at his stupid brother anymore, Weiss laid on the ground, wagging his tail, and imagined the wonderful days of adulthood.

Bobo fell back heavily and began to mutter to himself.

After listening for a while, Luo Rui looked a little embarrassed: "Bobo, who did you learn this from?"

It’s not that the kid’s curse was particularly dirty, but it was a bit like a nagging.

The three little dragons usually come into contact with the knights in the castle and the wind wolves outside...neither of them is the type to talk nonsense in front of children.

Including the Wind Wolf King who likes to teach his son a lesson.

"I know, I know. It's the birds." Lily answered happily. "Bobo likes to listen to them quarreling."

Lori felt his eyes go dark, and the pride that had just risen up in his heart was instantly swept away.

Traveling back and forth from north to south, I have passed through countless towns and seen countless flourishing bird flocks... He is simply the king of gossip.

Moreover, he would overturn the table at any time.

When they start to curse, they will not only curse the other person from his birthplace to his whereabouts, but will even bring up things like what kind of insects the other person likes to eat or how many grains of rice the other person has stolen.

The gossip they share when chatting often becomes stones thrown at them on the head by their companions.

One hit and he'll have both eyes blackened.

The reason for this is that the species of these birds are too complex, and there are many killers who are good at hunting birds.

There was no way Lowry would allow such a bird to eat in his castle.

You can only turn your own territory into a safe zone.

Therefore, many large and ferocious birds only come to the castle occasionally to rest for a while and will not stay here for a long time.

But it is definitely impossible to make them live in complete peace.

I wonder how many lucky people are inside who have escaped from its claws!
Add to that the fact that the two races already had hatred for each other...in the end they just started a verbal war.

The bird's sharp beak can indeed make it difficult for some taciturn hunting birds such as hawks and falcons to keep up with its speed.

But they also have their ways.

There is no need to fight against the birds. When they start scolding, just slowly discuss the taste characteristics of certain birds.

The other side is guaranteed to be furious.

What's the use of scolding? Only those who break the defense will know.

Whenever they meet, it's a big fight, and they'll call their friends, and the fight will last until dinner time.

Even if others don't understand what they hear, they still find the intermittent bird calls very interesting.

For Lowry, that would be a disaster.

That's why Lowry asked them to hold the quarrel in the forest between Moon Lake and Outer Lake where few people went.

He really didn't expect that Bobo would be willing to listen to this... Yes, how could he forget that dragons are born with the ability to understand many animal languages!

Lori stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead: Raising a child is really hard!

I taught him everything very well and seriously, so how could he... accidentally cheat in a place like this?

"Uncle Lori, don't worry about the curse words that Bobo has learned." Lily said with a comforting look, "In the inherited memory of the White Dragon, the curses are much dirtier than this."

Lori looked down at her in confusion: "Ah? There is also this in the inherited memory?"

"Isn't it in Uncle Lori's inherited memory?" Even Weiss looked over with curiosity, "The Magic Crystal Dragon just cursed less, but it's there!

Not to mention Bai Long, he can almost write a collection of swear words."

"Why would you guys go see this?" Lori lowered his head and asked very seriously, "The inherited memory can only be seen if you want to see it, right?"

The three little dragons then realized what they had exposed.

Bobo opened his mouth without thinking: "Dad..."

Lily quickly raised her voice and shouted "Uncle Lori!", interrupting her stupid and impulsive brother.

She understood what Bobo wanted to say, and Bolanos and Ruskania really didn't care much about these things.

But Uncle Lori cares!

He was wholeheartedly trying to raise the three of them better than anyone else, and etiquette was naturally included in that.

It wasn't about asking them to follow the red tape of humans, but to be more elegant and serious. Uncle Lowry never doubted whether they were capable of doing this, after all, Ruth Kania behaved like a serious dragon in front of him.

Although she is not like that at all, and she is better at swearing than anyone else.

But their mothers are particularly good at pretending.

Lily looked at Lori who was looking at her, and said very seriously: "Uncle Lori, although we don't need to come into contact with these things here with you, we will have to come into contact with other white dragons sooner or later.

Mom and Dad have always taught us how to deal with dragons that might have bad intentions on us.

Because we heard some vulgar language, we all wanted to see how vulgar it was.”

Weiss nodded and said, “Don’t worry, Uncle Lori, we just want to know, we don’t plan to learn it.

Just look at Bobo and you'll know, at most he's just nagging."

Lori nodded a little confused.

Why did he feel like something was wrong?

Turning his head to take a look at the manor on the hill, Lori let go of his concern about this matter... Since Mrs. Yagris didn't think there was anything wrong with Lily, then this child should not have the habit of swearing.

Just know that it must be okay.

He knows it himself.

Lowry actually doesn't care about swearing, but he really doesn't like the very vulgar and dirty words in this world.

When you curse someone, just point out where it hurts. What’s the point of using those dirty words?

He certainly wouldn't look for such things in his inherited memories.

So, he really didn't know that the dragon even passed this thing on to his descendants.

Forget it, just assume he doesn’t know!

Lori narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and said seriously: "Although I can ignore these, after all, there is a big difference between dragons and humans.

I tend to overreact sometimes.

But, Bobo, Weiss, and Lily.

Please don't waste your energy on this kind of thing, okay?
I accept that you guys had to take a nap because you accidentally watched too much memory.

But it is unacceptable to watch this kind of thing.

You can wait until you reach adolescence to read those.”

Bobo looked at his brothers and sisters, then lowered his head resignedly: "Got it, Uncle Lori."
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Lori stood quietly in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, looking at the slightly formed dragon of light in his mind.

He has a slender figure and an elegant posture.

Lori couldn't be sure whether the silver scales with a blue glow were the dragon's original color or whether they were the condensation of his mental power.

The clouds and mist surrounding the dragon's body gave him the illusion that he was a floating cloud dragon.

But those dragons are either orange or golden red blended into silver.

It can't possibly be blue.

Lowry shook his head, suppressed his inner doubts, and silently reached out his hand to the dragon.

Then he directly merged into one with the light dragon.

This is his spiritual sea!
A huge dragon of light flashed and rushed directly into the small light spot in the sea of ​​consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, Lori was already standing in the castle of his half plane.

This is a relatively rare red castle.

Although Lowry's basic achievements were locked up, his business and farming achievements were well accomplished.

This is the exterior of the Red Maple Castle that he completed some time ago.

Lowry walked slowly, admiring the beautiful scenery inside and outside the castle.

This was likely the last time he would see these beautiful images.

He did not stop because of anything. After all, he did not keep anything that could be given away.

Unfortunately, the scenery cannot be taken away.

It is difficult for him to mix such a brilliant and diverse red outside.

That's such a waste.

Many natural pigments that were common in the past have now become precious minerals.

Especially the gold and red ones, which are generally used as spellcasting materials.

Lowry could use some to make oil painting materials, but he still couldn't paint the entire castle.

As a wizard lord, he can indeed enjoy a luxurious life, but he cannot be too extravagant and decadent.

Lowry stood still for a while, then chose a corridor that he had clicked on countless times on the screen and walked in.

That is the door leading to the kitchen.

He took a serious look at the chef who had fed him for thirty years.

The stiff puppet ignored him and just stood there in a daze.

"Hey, Thomas, thank you. Goodbye."

(End of this chapter)