"What silly things to say," Lance chuckled as he lightly tapped his dragon cub on the head. It was good for his dragon cub to evolve into a pure blood young dragon sooner.
The medicine liquid that purified the bloodline was something he could also prepare, but the effects couldn't compare to the bottle his cheap aunt had sent him. It wasn't that he couldn't prepare a medicine of that level, he simply couldn't gather the materials needed.
Now that his cheap aunt had given him this bottle, he definitely should not waste it.
Calling her 'aunt' was no loss, as she might really be his aunt. Later on, when they were more familiar, he would call her by her name.
That's how it is, many relatives become enemies as they interact, but there are also many who become as close as brothers.
"Drink it."
Lance handed the medicine liquid to the young dragon.
The young dragon took it instinctively, "Really... Really drink it?"