Durin put on his school uniform and looked at himself in the mirror, rather satisfied with his reflection.
"You're going to class, but what about Maria and me?" Lina was somewhat unhappy. The little she-dragon recently succeeded in her diet—her flights over Copenhagen in the past few months had initially given Whitebeard quite a scare.
Upon hearing that it was Durin who had raised the little she-dragon, the entire Copenhagen police and military fell into a deathly silence; in the end, they, like the public, turned a blind eye to the fact that a dragon flew in the sky every day, even though sometimes the dragon would attack in human form.
"You guys can come with us," Tanya said as she helped Durin smooth out the wrinkles between his coat and his tail, and then looked at Durin, "What do you think, Durin?"
