The young Arkadimon was malnourished, so its master, Ye Bai, lovingly simmered up a pot of bone broth for it!
The Blue Dragonmon condemned the idea even as it tucked in, then praised the trembling Machinedramon!
Dr. Agumon merely shook his head with a smile and went to offer some comfort!
Four bowls of bone broth a day aren't so bad. It's better than being dead. A dragon has to learn to look on the bright side!
I, the lord of the Dragon Tomb, Machinedramon, want to cry!
This is the story of a human, a hidden trump card, a main fighter, a strategist, and emergency rations adventuring through the Digital World!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Emperordramon exaggerates too much, a younger brother Digimon, even the Ultraman can't reach it.