As the youngest commander of the empire, Alvin has curly brown hair, and his hair is as shiny as the most agile deer fur in the Mullis Mountains. He had a face like a daffodil, and a smile that would have made Mrs. Solow's newborn child reach out to him. At the same time, he is the most sincere swordsman in the Spero Empire, and no one will question his hatred of demons. The royal nobles of Spero also thought so. They boasted that Alvin was the most elaborate work of the God of Light and the most powerful weapon for the empire to conquer demons. But at the same time, they are guarding a secret that will cost them this charming swordsman.
Alvin said it was what they said, and he had another goal when he found his lost treasure. But did this treasure eat too well in the past few years? Why did he grow taller than me?
"Why did you finally give up on your plan?" Alvin asked while sitting on Hubert's recently smoothed dragon tail, coiling its scales.
"Because I still want the sun to shine on me." Hubert gently touched Alvin's hair with his kiss. Thank God, now he will never knock someone to the ground because he doesn't restrain his strength.
Always be gentle with the sun.
It's a cheerful, lively and uplifting story that I really wanted to read, but I couldn't find anything suitable so I cut myself off and wrote it. It's a good dragon, but as a human being, it's a bit bad.
Mission: Everyone is equal, even demons are the same