I'm dying, this is too sweet!
Headmaster, your bird is fantastic!
"No, no, it's super comfy to sit on!"
Gary Smith gave a thumbs up, then started lavishly praising it, making the Five-Bone Harvest Bird immensely happy, emitting a joyous caw.
"Honk!"
If it were a pet beast like a Phoenix, there would have been a shine all over. But out of the undead lineage, all the ghost fires that leapt up around it formed various ghost fires in the form of skeletons. It looked like a ghost god chariot, causing the wild flying magic species nearby to shudder in fear.
This intimate interaction made the other students who were watching green with envy.
Gary Smith's power of flattery is terrifying. Just from a few touchpoints, he's "borrowed" Headmaster's pet beast.
Could it be that this guy is disguised as a pet beast with bull horns?
With this thought in mind, everyone exchanged glances and reached a consensus:
They must never let Gary Smith approach their pet beasts.
