The play is not dramatic, and Hyde is not easy to judge.
But he knew that if things really developed as Sigrid thought, there would be a lot of trouble in the future.
At least those people hiding behind the three forces of witches, wizards and exorcists will definitely not give up.
From his standpoint, it would be better for this kind of accident not to happen.
Seemingly seeing through Hyde's thoughts, Sigrid said in an unpredictable tone: "The future is full of variables. No matter who you are, you must learn to accept variables."
"Such as failure, and elimination."
"This is the torrent of the times, and no one can stop it."
Leaving behind some words that Hyde couldn't quite understand, Sigrid picked up a piece of white sugar and threw it into the black tea cup.
"I noticed on the way back that you seemed to have any questions to ask me?"
Hyde immediately put aside his doubts about what he just said, nodded and admitted, "I am indeed a little curious."
"What are you curious about?"
"You haven't purchased a magic pet. Do you still have any concerns?"
Thinking that Sigrid was worried about the safety of her magic pets, Hyde explained: "Based on the information collected so far, there are no big hidden dangers in those magic pets, and they are resources that can be used."
"And several cases that have been reported one after another also show that the controllability of magic pets is still relatively high. Even if there is any problem, it will not be out of control."
"After analyzing the data, we came to the conclusion that we can invest resources in this area and conduct trial training."
He could see that Sigrid was still very interested in the magic pets in the breeding house, but she didn't know why, this time she went there but didn't buy any magic pets.
It's a bit inconsistent with Sigrid's usual style of spending money like water.
Hyde tried his best to recall it, and it seemed that since Sigrid registered her first magic technology achievement in R'lyeh City and opened it to all races for a fee, he had never seen her so frugal again.
Although they didn't quite understand her thoughts, from the standpoint of protectors, Hyde and the others agreed that the benefits of cultivating a demon pet for Sigrid should far outweigh the disadvantages.
Sigrid was not surprised that Heide and the others would think so. She stirred the black tea in the cup, looked at the small vortex and said, "Maybe it's because I think that food that has been cooked for a long time has more value in tasting carefully. "
Looking through the window in the direction of the breeding house, Sigrid took off her glasses and showed a meaningful expression.
Compared with the familiar pets that have been born now, she is more looking forward to what kind of familiars Dean can breed after the equipment she participated in the transformation is completed.
This sense of expectation made her restrain her desire to buy a magic pet.
Sigrid believed in her intuition. The equipment Dean wanted her to modify must be very important for selective breeding, so she was willing to wait and see what impact this equipment would bring to the breeding house. Variety.
In order to satisfy her curiosity, Sigrid showed rare diligence. In the next few days, she did not leave the annex even half a step. Except for meeting Lensak once on the way, she stayed in the laboratory to make parts.
At the same time, in order to maintain a sense of surprise, she also deliberately did not inquire about the information related to the breeding house. She wanted to wait until the day she visited again to witness it with her own eyes.
Although judging from the energy fluctuations recorded in the glasses, the hatching time of the dragon egg was probably only two days.
Sigrid almost never made mistakes when it came to calculating and estimating data, and it was no different this time.
The day after she estimated the time had come, Doremi broke out of her shell.
The person standing by at the time was Dean, who was designing a breeding plan. He immediately came to the egg and lowered the temperature.
At the moment when the temperature adjustment was completed, only a thin layer of red eggshell was left. It broke open, and a white demon pet poked its head out from inside.
"do?"
Along with its first call to the world, a breeze mixed with water vapor came towards Dean and hit Dean in the face.
"Here."
Kana covered her mouth and made a snickering expression.
"...This is not saliva!"
Dean wiped his face casually, took two steps forward, and took Doremi out.
The eggshell had completely collapsed. He cleaned up the remaining liquid and shell membrane on Doremi and held it in front of his eyes.
This white demon pet is about the size of two adult male fists. It has a strange symbol on its forehead between the two small sharp corners.
From the appearance, it looks like a small baby dragon.
It just doesn't have the power of a dragon, and its wings are much smaller than those of a normal dragon. It's more like floating than flying.
Dean subconsciously opened the system interface and confirmed the attributes of doremi.
The sky attribute is indeed true, and it is very pure. The dragon attribute does not even appear in the secondary attribute column.
It should be because it only absorbed blood and energy, and after decomposition, it was transformed into its own body. Through the baptism of this high-level energy, it achieved a life level jump, but it did not truly inherit the blood of the dragon clan.
Although the rebirth has been completed and a change that can be called a rebirth has taken place, it has not fundamentally reversed the race and still retains more of the characteristics of the patterned elves.
Then it should just look like this.
Dean touched the soft little wings, confirming this idea even more.
It's more like an ornament than an organ, which is of no use. No wonder Doremi clearly looks like a dragon, but has absolutely no dragon attributes in her body.
It's all empty.
"do!"
As if sensing Dean's secret disapproval, Doremi shook her head, which was not very bright, and let out a delicate cry.
Dean couldn't dodge and was sprayed in the face again. He pinched the dragon's mouth and felt a headache as he looked into those big ignorant eyes.
He kind of understood where the uncontrollability lay.
Because of the racial restrictions on the intelligence of pattern elves, Doremi's intelligence has declined to a great extent compared to the dragons with blood heritage.
This results in its ability to control energy, which is far from comparable to that of normal dragons.
This "do" is not a deliberate chant, but the normal cry of this guy. In other words, it is an instinct that it cannot control.
Any cry you make can achieve the effect of using skills. If this ability is placed on a cub with poor self-control, you can imagine how dangerous it will be.
No wonder the system would give such an introduction.
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