Even Imperial-rank creatures needed long periods of sleep in infancy to rapidly develop their strength.
Since Luke was in no rush, he decided to walk to Arcadia University.
The scenery was pleasant—
Arcadia was filled with beautiful landmarks, lush trees, and—
Long legs.
Black stockings.
High heels.
Short skirts.
Everywhere.
Luke subtly nodded in approval.
This was a great city.
The local attractions were exquisite.
As Luke strolled, a golden-haired foreign woman suddenly approached him.
Her eyes sparkled as she saw the tiny Skywing Wolf in his arms.
"Wow!"
"This puppy is so cute!"
"Is it your pet?"
Luke raised a brow.
The Skywing Wolf cub opened its golden eyes.
And stretched out its paw.
The woman smiled.
"Haha, such an obedient pup—"
Then—
With a sharp swipe—
Blood splattered across the pavement.
"AHHHH!!"