[Western Fantasy School Ensemble | Leveling Up | A Touch of Wasteland Apocalypse | Childhood Friends to Lovers~]
The dragon clan of the frigid north worships strength.
Their ambition is for the warriors of the Blazing Sun to sweep their battle standards across the entire Dark Demon Abyss.
Training within the clan is grueling.
Each generation's newly hatched dragonlings are personally trained by the clan leader to become outstanding warriors.
The only exception in a hundred years is Bai Chong, a five-year-old white dragon who still can't take human form.
He's tiny, with wings like tufts of cotton and little claws too weak to even crack an apple.
Clan Leader: These dragons are giving me such a headache!
He just couldn't teach Bai Chong.
So the clan leader decided to send him to the distant academic capital of Karuowa City to receive a proper education.
The five-year-old dragon set off for school with a little bundle on his back.
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Later, the banner of the Sacred Demon-Hunting Order, to which Bai Chong belonged, flew across the continent. The raging fires of war swept over every inch of the muddy land and the Demon Abyss under invasion.
They truly did earn a reputation that ruled the entire continent.
But...
Dragon: How come I'm a mage?
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Kaluowa City: The brilliant towers of moonlight magic shimmered in the distance, while the emerald Heart of Life nourished every living being who entered the city.
The floating academy recorded the epics of the strong, and the shops lining the roads were filled with an endless array of goods.
His classmates were friendly, and his teachers were kind.
Bai Chong, who had never left the cold lands of the dragon clan, fell in love with this place.
Everything was wonderful, except his deskmate, An Erdes, didn't seem to like him very much.
He gave Bai Chong a disdainful look with his wine-red eyes, then turned away.
Bai Chong's little cloudlike wings drooped sadly.
But there was no need to worry.
The next morning, when Bai Chong opened the door to his old mushroom dormitory, he found his vampire classmate An Erdes waiting outside.
Six-year-old An Erdes wore a red velvet cloak with effortless cool. His red eyes were as bright as roses. He took Bai Chong's paw in his little hand and led him outside.
He couldn't stand seeing his hardworking deskmate eat dry energy grass every day and live in a cramped, dim, rundown mushroom house.
He had to help!
He tried to act aloof, forcing his childish voice to sound calm. "...Would you come live with me in the castle?"
"You can sleep in my coffin..."
A story about raising little ones: these five- and six-year-old kids become the pride of the continent.
A sweet, lovely little white dragon * a proud, cheeky fake vampire
P.S.:
★ Occupations: Mage, Warrior, Artificer, Priest, Assassin, Summoner (a hodgepodge of Western fantasy original settings)
★ Includes a chaotic, slightly wasteland-like plotline | a small amount of transmigration
★_★ The author is terrible at writing blurbs. Thanks for reading this far, darling~
(Offers you a magic stone~ Come join the magical journey (-ε-))
Theme: Grow up earnestly and work hard.
