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"Erinna gave you this hammer to help you refine your dragon body. Do you want to try out the power of this hammer?"
"???"
The young dragon's purple-golden vertical pupil flared with wariness. What was the Evil Dragon up to? Was he looking for revenge?
It was just a little joke on him just now, wasn't it?
He wasn't that petty, was he?
"You give me the hammer, and I'll try it myself. Sister Erinna told me how to use the hammer."
Lance weighed the hammer in his hand and handed it back to the young dragon.
Having received the hammer, the young dragon raised it to gently tap her own head, just about to give herself a hit.
She saw a strange smile flash in the Evil Dragon's golden-red eyes.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing."
"You're definitely laughing at something!"
"Alright, I admit I laughed, dragon whelp... Don't you think hitting yourself on the head with a hammer... makes you look kind of dumb... like you have no wisdom?"
"...."
That made sense.
