I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"Well, whatever, let Arthur keep flying... I'll teach Lancelot how to fly, and then Lancelot will carry Sylvia."

Gil stood up and walked toward Lancelot.

Lancelot sensed Gilles' actions and began to watch him, his own body emanating a faint magical energy fluctuation.

Dragons will not allow anyone other than their own dragon breeders to ride them; this is common knowledge that is known to almost everyone in this world.

If Gilles wants Lancelot to remember how to fly at high speed, the only way is to first ride Lancelot and then teach him.

This way, Pal won't become hostile.

Therefore, Jill's actions also made Lancelot wary.

"Heh." Jill simply smiled faintly, one of his eyes turning a pale gold color, perhaps due to his unstable emotions. "You want to rebel against me?"

His aura surged instantly. "If you can do it, then give it a try!"

The overwhelming magic and almost tyrannical pressure made it nearly impossible for Lancelot to lift his head.

"Waaah..." Lancelot immediately chose to lie down quietly.

Jill smiled helplessly, "I'm only doing this to help your master. You'd better remember what I'm about to teach you."

……

Ten minutes later, when Sylvia got off Arthur's back with trembling legs, she couldn't help but kneel down on the ground and vomited loudly.

Jill had just told Lancelot how to increase the speed, and seeing Sylvia like this, he smiled again, "Rest for three minutes, drink some water, don't eat anything—we'll do it again. Whoever can hold out for three minutes and then hit me again will pass."

"Cough cough...I don't want to..." Sylvia clearly protested, not wanting to continue.

"Are you really willing to let others arrange things for you for the rest of your life?" Jill glanced at Sylvia indifferently. "Then it proves that you're nothing special. If I had known this, I would have gone to mentor Ash. He might have done a better job than you. Ash's actions were really not worth it."

For no apparent reason, a feeling welled up in Sylvia's heart.

She looked at Jill again, her blue eyes filled with stubbornness and resentment.

Clearly, Jill's words ignited the fighting spirit in this girl with a strong sense of self-respect.

“Continue.” Sylvia took the water that Cosette had prepared, took a few sips, and then looked at Jill again.

"Isn't it no longer possible?" Jill raised an eyebrow, fiddling with the two bottles in her hand, and asked.

“I will not give up!” Sylvia said, looking at Jill with a determined gaze.

“Alright, then so be it.” Gil pointed at Lancelot. “I’ve already taught Lancelot that flying method. Go now.”

He once again placed the bottle in his hand into the groove of the driver.

"Gumiho (Nine-Tailed Fox), Hydra (Nine-Headed Serpent), Best match!"

Jill quickly turned the handle, and a black and white half-body appeared in the space, then slammed into Jill's body.

"Merge, transform, descend! The nine-headed, nine-tailed calamity! Gumiho Hydra! Yeah!"

Sylvia was completely focused, her hands gripping Lancelot's reins.

Jill before them had changed into a black and white suit of armor. Her helmet was decorated with nine snake heads, and the patterns on her armor resembled snake tails wrapped around her.

"Then, let's begin!"

Jill stretched out his hands, and a dark light surged from his body.

Chapter 126 The Commission, The Extraordinary Holy Dragon?

evening.

"Huff... Huff..." On the grass in front of the Seventh Dragon House, Sylvia collapsed onto the grass, motionless, having fainted from exhaustion.

Jill casually took a jar of potion from the Gate of Babylon and handed it to Cosette, saying, "You can add a little of this to your princess's bathwater tonight."

That was a product of China. Jill only had eight jars of that potion. She used a whole jar on Lian, and now she only had seven left.

However, when it comes to cultivating talent, Gil will spare no effort.

Sylvia has earned Gil's approval to some extent today through her unwavering faith and perseverance, and Gil will not be stingy with his treasures for someone like her.

After all, not everyone has the perseverance to fight again and again despite repeated defeats.

Gil had already healed Sylvia and Lancelot's injuries beforehand; otherwise, with this reckless fighting style all afternoon, Sylvia would have died by the start of the third battle.

However, such a drastic depletion of physical strength in an afternoon was also a drain on Sylvia's physical power, so it's not surprising that she fainted immediately.

“Cosette, don’t let her eat too much for dinner, just enough to be about 70% full.” Jill glanced at Sylvia. “When she comes tomorrow afternoon, she can eat whatever she wants. This kind of flight training only lasts for one day, but she should be used to it by now.”

Cosette looked at Jill and suddenly burst out laughing.

"what happened?"

"No, I just think that if Lord Gil were to become a teacher, he would definitely be a good teacher."

Cosette winked slyly, then stepped forward to help Sylvia up. "Well then, I'll take Her Highness back first."

“Okay, go ahead. Tell Sylvia I’ll feed Lancelot tonight, so she can get some rest.” Gilles looked at Lancelot. “If you disappoint me tomorrow, I’ll be angry.”

Kosette nodded, then turned his back to Sylvia and left in the direction of the girls' dormitory.

……

night.

After feeding Arthur and Lancelot, Jill dragged her somewhat tired body back to the dormitory.

Ultimately, using the driver still requires physical strength, but this little bit of physical strength is nothing at all.

Jill rubbed her sore shoulders and yawned.

He didn't eat anything himself either.

"Hey, time for dinner?" Kevin's voice, which appeared almost every day right on time, rang out once again.

Jill glanced at Kevin. "What else? I'm tired of you, you annoying jerk, coming to freeload every day."

"Don't say that~ Didn't I find you a pretty good disciple?" Kevin said with a smile.

“Disciple? She doesn’t count.” Gil took out the food prepared in the magic refrigerator. “If you ask me, she can only be considered someone who gave me some pointers on a whim. Becoming my true disciple is not so easy.”

“Speaking of which, I received a request from Rebecca that might require your help,” Kevin suddenly said. “After all, it’s a bit tricky…”

“For example?” Jill asked as she skillfully began chopping vegetables.

Kevin, that guy, always seems to be looking for trouble every few days... Speaking of which, he seems to have recorded a whole bunch of things in his travel diary...

Now that I think about it, could this guy have gone out of his way to cause trouble and then written it down?

It’s terrifying to think about it…

"Do you remember how many sacred dragons the Ansari Dragon Riding Academy has?" Kevin asked, sitting in his chair.

Jill answered without turning her head, "Six holy dragons: Gufriin, Lancelot, Arianrhod, Arthur, and the other two I've never seen before, I don't know them."

Guflin is Rebecca's Pal, and Lancelot is Sylvia's Pal. Both are Pals that Jill is familiar with, since she has to pass through Guflin's Dragon House every time she goes to find Arthur.

Arianrod is Max's Pal, and also Pal who became a holy dragon in his juvenile stage. Gil has seen it once.

Needless to say, Arthur was personally trained and cared for by Gil, and he grew into the Holy Dragon.

"One of the holy dragons is basically not in the Seventh Dragon House, and the dragon breeder of this holy dragon often skips his own studies and academy activities, which has caused dissatisfaction among many people in the academy. However, because his exam results are always among the best and his ranking has never fallen below the top five in the academic year, even the teachers, instructors and the academy dean have no choice but to let it go."

Kevin shrugged, picked up his water glass, and said, "Because you're not an exception, that's why the instructors and school leaders are so lenient with you."

"What?! I'm not the first one to do this?!" Gil turned his head sharply. "Who is that person?!"

Jill's words almost made Kevin, who was drinking water, spit it out.

"Your thought process is completely different from normal people!"

"Of course! If we were the same, wouldn't it make me seem exactly like a mortal?"

"...Fine, I've already lost if I take this seriously..." Kevin rubbed his temples, looking rather troubled.

“Let’s get serious,” Jill said, pursing her lips.

“The sixth holy dragon has been staying in its dragon chamber for some time now and has never gone out. Apart from the dragon servants bringing it food and cleaning its territory, anyone who approaches it will be chased away,” Kevin said. “My request is to find out if there is something wrong with it.”

Jill paused for a moment, then glanced at Kevin.

"Has your aura returned to what it was the other day... No wonder you didn't go there yourself." He said as he tossed the ingredients into the pot and added water.

That's why I need your help!

"So what's the specific situation?" Jill asked, putting the lid on the pot and starting to rinse the rice.

"The exact reason is still unclear, but according to Rebecca, its body seems to be getting weaker and weaker, and it basically doesn't move at all except when it's eating."

Jill Taomi paused for a moment, then nodded and began to think.

It should be understood that a sacred dragon shouldn't stay in its dragon chamber indefinitely for no reason, and aside from eating, it hasn't done anything else, and its body is getting weaker and weaker...

Jill suddenly thought of a possibility, but she couldn't confirm it yet. She'd better check it out with the All-Knowing and All-Powerful Star later.

A sacred dragon behaving so abnormally should, in theory, be enough to cause unrest throughout the entire Ansarí Dragon Riding Academy.

After all, dragons are precious beings in the Kingdom of Loreiamon. The Kingdom of Knights values ​​dragons immensely, let alone holy dragons. Their masters should be more anxious than anyone else.

But Jill didn't notice anything amiss at the academy, something that should have been a major event.

There are only two possible explanations.

Either the reason for this sacred dragon's unusual behavior cannot be known to outsiders, so the academy has completely blocked the news.

Alternatively, the Holy Dragon has been behaving abnormally for some time now, and no one in the academy knows the reason for this. They are still searching for it, so much so that over time, even if someone in the academy knows about it, not many people mention it.

Jill finally made her decision when she added the rice in her hand to the pot.

"That's interesting. I'll check it out later."

Chapter 127 The Holy Dragon's Life Force Gradually Drained

the next day.

In front of the Seventh Dragon House.

“You’re right on time today.” Jill glanced at Sylvia as she approached. “Now that you’ve gotten used to that high-speed movement, I’ll ride Arthur to train you today.”