I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

That was a memory from not long ago; the image showed Gawain soaring freely in the sky.

Gawain flew through the sky at an extremely terrifying speed, following an extremely strange trajectory.

As Gawain flew, scattered light particles seemed to be released from his body, outlining shimmering streaks of light in the sky along his flight path.

The crisscrossing streams of light gradually increased and formed a picture.

That's a magic circle!

Jill's sharp eyes immediately recognized it as a magic circle. To think that flying could create a magic circle was truly interesting!

The magic circle seemed to have been drawn directly in space, gradually becoming complete as Gawain flew, leaving streaks of light in its wake.

However, at that moment, a figure fell off Gawain's back!

Gao Wen abruptly stopped flying and turned around, intending to save the person.

However, the figure that fell from its back landed helplessly on the ground...

Gawain could only watch helplessly as the figure fell. In the sky, the magic circle that was almost completed exploded like fireworks, turning into a sky full of starlight and gradually dissipating.

Fortunately, the figure that fell from Gawain was not seriously injured, suffering only minor superficial wounds.

But ever since then, he has developed a fear of riding on Gawain's back!

Fearing that the other party might insist on riding under such circumstances, Gawain began to refuse...

Jill also found what she wanted, and her consciousness simultaneously canceled the resonance.

"Interesting... So that's the reason..."

Jill patted Gawain's head. "Truly... a loyal Holy Dragon..."

Chapter 129 The Story of Food

“Let’s go. There’s nothing I can do in the short term. I can only try to improve Gawain’s diet... After all, Gawain is refusing to be ridden by his master, and the Star Spirit Path has been cut off because of this... If you want it to survive, I may have to take care of it for a while.” Jill said helplessly to Kevin.

Kevin nodded helplessly, "Well, that's just how it is..."

After all, there's no better solution right now.

Dragons are inherently proud. Apart from their dragon breeders to whom they submit, they almost never obey anyone's orders. If someone rides a dragon without permission, they will surely be humiliated. Some of the more temperamental dragons may even attack humans, leading to quite dangerous incidents.

However, such things generally do not happen in the Kingdom of Loreiamon.

After all, ever since the Abian Pact was made, the Kingdom of Loreamon has forged an inseparable bond with the Dragon Clan.

Over the years, the people of the Kingdom of Loreia have learned how to get along with dragons, so it's impossible for them to cause such a thing.

Jill, naturally unwilling to control any dragon other than his own Arthur, resorted to forcibly subduing Gawain.

Hmm... I suddenly remembered a lame joke.

Gao Wen rode on Gao Wen's back, Gao Wen gave Gao Wen orders, and Gao Wen obeyed...

Pshaw, what a tongue twister.

Jill quickly shook off the jumbled thoughts in her mind and looked at Kevin. "I'll fix this up and then head back. What about you?"

"If you don't mind taking me in, I'll reluctantly agree..."

"Okay, shall we stay at a hotel?"

"That's so heartless!"

"Do you have a problem with that?" Jill asked with a sneer.

“No, no…” Kevin pursed his lips, “I knew you were that kind of person.”

"That tone makes me sound like some kind of heartless scumbag, which really annoys me," Gil clicked his tongue. "Next time you come to Dragon Lodge, I'll have Arthur use water magic to deal with you."

Kevin shrugged. "Bring it on, I've never been afraid."

"...Hmph, whatever makes you happy."

Jill shrugged, then turned around. "Oh, by the way, don't come here to freeload off me again, okay?"

"Ha, I won't do it!"

"Then I'll make one less."

"I'll take it."

“If you can beat me,” Jill said, shaking the Hydra Bottle and the Nine-Tailed Fox Bottle in her hands.

Seeing the two full bottles, Kevin curled his lip. "Just a full bottle of fantasy seeds... I can handle that too."

“…Oh, I took the wrong one.” Jill reached out again, and a long, stick-like object appeared in her hand.

“…Damn, Otto gave you this too…” Kevin frowned at what Jill was holding. “Alright, alright, you win.”

"It's just a little toy I found by chance. Compared to the real Red Dragon Emperor's gauntlets, it's still quite different." Gil shook the long bottle and tossed it into the Gate of Babylon. "After all, it's just an incomplete thing and can't compare to a real God Destroyer Gear."

Kevin glanced at Jill's left hand. "Fine, since you don't welcome me, I'll go play with my students."

"Go ahead, go ahead, it's none of my business anyway," Jill waved her hand and said.

"Ugh... your attitude is really something..." Kevin sighed helplessly.

"Dinner will be simple tonight, but you can come along if you don't mind," Jill said in the end, her heart softening a little.

Kevin shrugged. "It's nothing..."

“You know, one of my comrades once told me this… [Now when I eat luncheon meat, it doesn’t taste as good as I used to, but it’s not that it’s bad either…] I was so naive back then, I didn’t understand what he meant…”

"Later, I stayed with a child in a cave for more than a month to hide from the pursuers... We went hungry countless times during that time... Well, I can't really say, but in short, we spent more than a month in constant fear."

Kevin's eyes gleamed with a hint of reminiscence. "Back then, after confirming it was safe, I went hunting... I gave most of the food I had saved up to that child. That was probably one of the few things I ate in that month and a half... I can still feel the texture of that food on my lips and teeth when I think back on it now."

"Only then did I understand what Ji... meant when she said that when you are extremely hungry, you simply cannot say the words 'it doesn't taste good'."

Kevin looked at Jill, "You probably don't understand..."

"I have rarely experienced the feeling of hunger, but I still understand the principle."

Jill closed his eyes, as if recalling something, and then opened them a moment later.

"When a person is extremely hungry, they are capable of doing anything."

Jill glanced at Kevin. "Interested in coming with me to the dark world of bullets sometime?"

"What's wrong, looking for a nanny?" Kevin glanced at Jill. "Let me make this clear, my price is very high."

“It doesn’t matter, as long as your demands aren’t too outrageous, I can generally afford them.” Jill picked up a piece of bread, broke it in half, and gave it to Kevin. “Eat some first, or you’ll probably be banging your plate on my table like Theresa did.”

"Let's go, let's go."

"Hey, why are you running so fast all of a sudden...! Slow down, I have something to ask you, it's about this."

……

Two days later.

There is a tradition at the Riding Dragon Academy in Ansari that whenever royalty or nobles visit the academy, a ball game performance is held on a chosen day.

Even Veronica, who is always meticulous in her actions, did not refuse this tradition and promised to attend the game.

The sport is dragon cricket.

The four types of dragons—sacred dragon, pterosaur, earth dragon, and water dragon—each play a different defensive role in the competition, making it a very special dragon riding competition.

The fight between Sylvia and Kevin was scheduled after this dragon cricket match.

This was arranged by Veronica herself; I have no idea what she's thinking.

Inside the lounge, Sylvia was getting ready.

“…Lancelot…three days of hard work, all for this moment…” Sylvia hugged Lancelot’s head. “Let’s cheer him on and not let him down.”

“Ugh…” Lancelot murmured, perhaps in agreement with Sylvia’s words.

Chapter 130 Trump Card

Jill stood at the edge of the arena, looking down at the scene inside.

"So you were here after all."

Kevin, holding a bucket of something that looked like popcorn, sat down next to Jill. "You were sure you'd look for a vantage point like this, and I was right."

"Didn't you have a battle today too? Who was your opponent? That Ge Lian? Although you got back the Divine Key, is your body alright?" Gil tilted his head and asked.

“No problem.” Kevin clenched his fist. “She’s blessing me… I’ll be fine.”

“Oh… what’s that?” Jill asked, noticing something Kevin was holding.

"Here's a photo of me and my daughter." Kevin showed the pendant with the photo on it.

The pendant is quite small and exquisite, and it looks like it was made with great care and attention by someone.

The photo inside the pendant shows two people.

One was a white-haired young man, Kevin, and the other was a girl with long silver-red hair and beautiful red eyes.

The girl looked to be around ten years old... She looked young and very cute.

"...You're married?"

"She's my adopted daughter, the child I took in."

Jill nodded. "He's a lovely child... but I have a question."

"Speak," Kevin said, taking back the pendant and putting it away.

"How old are you?"

"I don't remember... Don't look at me like that, I really don't remember."

"Tsk... never mind, the match is about to begin." Gil clicked his tongue and looked down.

Riding the dragon in cricket isn't very interesting; what Gill really wants to see is the result of Sylvia's three days of intensive training.

After these three days of hellish training, how much of Jill's teachings will I be able to absorb, and how much of the power of yesterday's extremely strong attack will I be able to utilize?

Jill was really looking forward to this.