Xiao Ha is a dragon, to be precise, a flying dragon.

It has opinions about this name.

It thinks that with its mighty appearance, if the owner feels pressured to name it, names like "Little Dragon" or "Little Fly" would be fine;

Even if the owner is too lazy to think of a name, calling it "Little Little Dragon" wouldn't be unacceptable.

But what did they end up with after thinking for hours? "Xiao Ha"!

Why does it have to be the "Ha" from "toad"?

(Owner, which eye of yours saw any resemblance between me and a toad?)

Grumbles aside, Xiao Ha has no intention of running away from home, and it never leaves the owner’s side for something outside of late-night snacks.

As the sole mount of the knight Xiaole Wang, it didn't meet with Wang Xiaole last night;

At that time, it had flown to the nearby mountains in search of food.

After filling its belly, Xiao Ha took a nap right there until just before dawn, then flew back to where the owner was.

The reason it hurried back was not only because it knew that today was the day the army set out, but also more importantly, it awaited the owner to feed it.

Even though it's capable of hunting, pets need to have the consciousness of being pets.

The true essence of being conscious is not to exert effort on food outside of late-night snacks at other meal times when food is offered without having to hunt for it!

From the perspective of a feeding relationship:

A flying dragon is no different from a cat, except that the latter is a bit more difficult to care for...

(Hope today's menu will be meaty!)

With this thought in mind, the smart and cunning flying dragon descended from above the hot spring inn, settling in the spacious courtyard.

Next, Xiao Ha just had to wait.

As usual, the owner would soon bring breakfast, as they always did. It believed today would be no exception.

After a brief moment not enough to cook a bowl of noodles, the familiar figure appeared.

The familiar owner came into view, with something strange mixed in his eyes;

No, it should be considered someone strange.

That person had a male Adam's apple but looked even prettier than a woman.

At that moment, the crucial owner of Xiao Ha was closely following that strange man, chasing after him like a creditor chasing a debtor.

"Stop, don’t run anymore!"

"You're not my mom, why should I listen to you?"

"Will my sister harm you? It's just that she wants to invite you to eat the leftover barbecue, so why are you running so fast?"

"Before when I was hungry, you didn’t give me any. When I was already full in the cafeteria, you came up with a roasted bird, it's hard to believe your motives are pure."

The kitchen is where the female knights eat together, and there's never a shortage of ingredients and cooked food.

Not long ago, Xiaole Wang entered the dining hall to resolve breakfast, and that was when Flora saw him.

Because Miss Ghost made a sound, all the female knights who were eating noticed his presence.

"Is the future brother-in-law awake? Why isn't the big sister's figure seen?"

"Don't ask such rude questions. It's normal for young men and women to be together in a room, ready to ignite at any moment."

"The big sister probably still can't get up now, the first time always requires some time to adapt to the pain."

After a strange exchange, the female knights treated Wang Xiaole as a hero and warmly shared a bite of their food with him.

Due to limited space, the knights eat in batches, with each group of about three hundred entering the dining hall.

Each of the three hundred people shared a bite of their food, combining it to make up a share of breakfast equivalent to a pot for one.

Faced with the kindness of these people, Wang Xiaole wanted to refuse, but before he could speak, the older women forced the food into his mouth.

His limbs were held down, his mouth was forced open.

In the process of being fed by Flora, the victim tried to resist several times, but in the end, he failed to do anything.

The only difference between resistance and non-resistance was the audible female smirks he heard in his ear during enduring humiliation.

The dining hall was then performing a large-scale humiliation act, with flapping cloth pieces and mosaic, enhanced for both viewing and eating purposes...

To sum up, as long as Wang Xiaole's stomach didn’t burst, it was already good, how could he continue eating something else?

Nevertheless, at the least opportune moment, Night Chu Xue arrived with barbecue in hand.

Given the embarrassment of the previous experience, Wang Xiaole couldn’t bear to tell Night Chu Xue what had happened before.

At the moment the barbecue was pushed in front of him, he tried to evade the golden greasy food with a simple "I'm full" to protect his stomach.

Unfortunately, Night Chu Xue didn't understand his feelings and mistook it as him sulking about something.

In this lack of mutual understanding, one party obstinately offered food, while the other adamantly refused.

Just like a debate, neither side could persuade the other.

So, Wang Xiaole decided to solve the problem by running.

Subsequently, he kept running, and Night Chu Xue kept chasing, a situation that persisted until that moment when Xiao Ha saw them.

Xiao Ha couldn't understand:

(Considering the climate on the eastern continent, it's almost autumn, why is the owner having spring-like reactions?)

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Ha put its curiosity aside.

It felt that this matter had nothing to do with it.

As long as the owner didn’t affect its three meals and didn’t suddenly demand longer working hours or ask for a boyfriend, the matter of finding a man was irrelevant.

The only thing it cared about was the thing in the owner’s hand.

It was a piece of bird meat about the same size as a goose, emitting an enticing aroma after being well-barbecued;

The occasional drips of fragrant oil from its surface fell onto the ground, changing the spot it touched differently.

Through a thin layer of skin, a glimpse of the sauce-colored top-class grilled meat could be seen;

As Xiao Ha approached, it discovered the perfect tenderness and crispiness of the meat, a masterpiece in the realm of food;

The supremely delicious food seemed to have a soul of its own, inviting creatures unwilling to resist in their minds to partake in an irresistible feast:

Come, eat me, hurry up and eat me!

Being an irresponsible flying dragon, Xiao Ha felt tears of gluttony welling up in its heart.

The moment Wang Xiaole saw the flying dragon, he somewhat guessed Xiao Ha's pet status and immediately came up with a new excuse:

"If you want to deal with the leftover barbecue, why not feed it to your dragon?"

(That's right! You sure know how to talk, man.)

Since it couldn't speak, Xiao Ha silently gave Wang Xiaole a thumbs-up in its heart.

"Xiao Ha doesn't need to eat this unhealthy greasy food. I'll prepare the most suitable light breakfast for it, like some tasty vegetarian dishes."

(Is this statement consistent with human speech?)

Having some knowledge of classical Chinese, Xiao Ha couldn't help but think of the phrase.

Translated, it meant:

Do you think this is understandable language?

Forcing a flying dragon to eat something light is as unreasonable as telling a lion to eat dirt.

Reflecting on it, Xiao Ha realized this wasn't the first time the owner had fed something indiscriminately.

For the hamster named "Xiao Ji," the owner demanded it to lose weight while feeding it meat every meal three times a day.

And what about it?

It's common knowledge that flying dragons primarily eat meat, despite being omnivores.

Xiao Ha wasn't particularly picky; it could accept eating frog meat for every meal if provided in sufficient quantity.

But since being taken care of by the owner, the most it had eaten was vegetables, the favorite of rabbits...

Finally, this morning, after seeing rare meat, it sorrowfully learned it wasn't meant for itself.

Hatred sprouted like a black poisonous bud from its consciousness;

Yes, the object of resentment was

---- none other than Wang Xiaole!

Pets don’t resent their owners, and if there's a need to vent resentment, it would be directed at someone else.

Resentment isn't without cause, Xiao Ha needed a reason, and it quickly found one:

(If it weren't for this man, the barbecue would surely be mine!)

When hatred ran deep, the only thing left was to "ptui" it.

Just as literally described, Xiao Ha spat at Wang Xiaole, sending over a hundred milliliters of liquid toward him.

Even before the formal attack, Wang Xiaole felt the vengeful look from the dragon, and at the moment the saliva came, he knew he had only one response to make.

Leaping backward as his body tilted, he jumped to the side avoiding the spit that almost hit him;

Night Chu Xue, standing behind him, wasn't as lucky.

With a "smack" sound, the girl's armor got soaked, the permeating saliva also affecting the clothes inside.

(It's over......)

At this point, the flying dragon finally made the only right decision.

It knew something terrible was about to happen, so it quickly flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

"Do you think you can run away, Xiao Ha!"

As Night Chu Xue's eyes widened, a flash from her hands was followed by her hands lifting upward.

Snap, snap!

With two unnatural sounds, Xiao Ha's wings were restrained by something, preventing it from flying any higher.

"Didn’t I tell you before not to spit randomly..."

Swoosh!

In a rapid movement that even left no afterimage, Night Chu Xue leaped high to easily reach the top of Xiao Ha's head.

"You ignored what I said, didn't you!?"

With a cold and resolute order, Night Chu Xue raised both arms, rotated her body in a single flip;

In the process, she controlled her arms to quickly rise and then swiftly snap down on the ground, condemning the dragon to a miserable fate.