"I'm off to play; let's meet at the square later."
"Go ahead."
The young dragon left with her little friends.
In Saint Blue City, Lance wasn't worried about the safety of the dragon cub, even if she was smeared with ink he had mixed himself—patrolling soldiers in Saint Blue City would unconsciously protect the dragon cub upon seeing her.
The only young dragon that could play with the children of Saint Blue City was Young Dragon Your Highness.
Young Dragon Your Highness usually played with the children around the square. However, what was called playing was, most of the time, Young Dragon Your Highness leading the children in eat, eat, eat.
Eating snacks, eating street food, sometimes even exchanging snacks to eat.
Lance wandered aimlessly through the streets. The weather had turned cold, and the pedestrians on the street were dressed warmly, while martial artists and mages wore thinner clothing.