"Ice Cream's temper has gotten worse and he's no longer as cute as he was when he was little... It seems he still lacks education. I'll have to re-enter the Gloomy Dreamland and stop indulging Ice Cream all the time... Both knights and great dragons need to engage in strategic plays," Russell thought to himself.
Waking up in the morning, he felt refreshed and clear-headed.
As he cooked breakfast over a wood fire, Russell was still pondering the events that had unfolded in the Gloomy Dreamland.
Clearly, from a single horn to a horn with three branches, the Little Dream Dragon had grown up a lot — it wouldn't be accurate to measure its size in its Primordial Spirit state.
The previous Little Dream Dragon would only make silly, random noises; now, having tasted the sweetness of the Ice Pellet Pearl and Ice Soul Pearl, he demanded them crazily. Although communication had improved with the increase in intelligence, the attitude had become much more independent.
