My name is Xiao Guang.
This name was personally given to me by my master, Violet, and I have always been proud of it. My master isn’t very good at naming things, I’ve heard names like “Little Grey,” “Wang,” and “Meimei,” which are really bad names.
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That’s why I love the name “Xiao Guang” (can also be translated as “Dawn Light”.), full of profound meaning. It represents my master’s regard for me, setting me apart from all those common names.
I forgot to mention, I am a noble dragon, a holy crystal dragon with the combined bloodlines of a holy white dragon and a diamond crystal dragon. Without a doubt, dragons are the most excellent race in the world.
Besides my master, I can’t think of any creature that surpasses us in terms of species superiority.
As a rare dragon with two different bloodlines, I possess strength far greater than that of ordinary high dragons. This is my asset. Over the past few hundred years, while my master’s entourage has changed numerous times, I have always held the foremost position. I think this is enough to prove my point.
I am very strong. This is not a boast or arrogance, but merely stating an obvious fact.
Besides my master and a few select individuals, I am confident I can defeat most other creatures in the world on my own. The only thing that truly frightens me is my master’s disappointment and abandonment.
I cannot be without my master.
From a very long time ago—since I was just a dragon egg—I have been by my master’s side.
My master hatched me. At that time, I didn’t have the strength I possess now. I was weak and fragile, both in size and power, almost unimaginably so. It was my master who carefully nurtured me, taught me how to fight, fed me all kinds of delicious food, and shared the essence of power absorbed from formidable enemies with me, helping me grow quickly.
I really like my master. As long as I’m with her, I feel relaxed and joyful from the bottom of my heart. No matter how difficult the situation or how terrifying the enemy, I never feel the slightest fear or timidity.
When I was little, my master often held me in her arms. Watching her smile and feeling her gently stroke my head while experiencing the wonderful warmth from her body, I couldn’t help but relax.
My master’s scent is very pure, like warm sunlight shining on me, making me feel at ease.
As I grew up, I became my master’s battle pet and mount. This is an incredibly honorable identity and the purpose for which my master raised me. It’s wonderful because providing such a role allows me to follow my master without any sense of guilt.
My favorite thing is carrying her through the skies, soaring freely. If we encounter strong enemies and engage in an intense battle, that would be perfect.
Of course, in most situations, it only takes me to handle things. My master rarely engages in battle because she is the noblest being in the world. This is not simply judged by appearance, strength, or status, but because Violet herself is incomparable to anyone else.
Even those few individuals I find troublesome always greet my master with utmost respect and politeness, fearing to show the slightest neglect. So, I believe there’s no room for dispute about this.
Later, by chance, I followed my master to this new world.
How to describe it?
It’s like a thick frosted glass suddenly being removed from in front of me, making everything before me suddenly clear. Although I don’t understand why, it feels quite nice.
My master also seemed unclear about the reason for coming here, so she took me on a journey through this new world.
A lot happened after that. The creatures in this world seemed even weaker than those in the original world. Although it was a bit boring, I didn’t really mind. The most important thing was that I could stay by my master’s side.
One day, I was suddenly struck by a terrifying thought.
What if my master had crossed over without bringing me along?
If the connection of the pet contract was severed by the worlds, what kind of unease and despair would I face being left behind in the original world?
I couldn’t imagine such a scenario, I would certainly go insane.
It’s strange. The original me wouldn’t have had such absurd thoughts. Is it the different world laws affecting me?
Regardless, after realizing this, I decided that I must never let my master feel bored or disappointed with me.
Firstly, I must absolutely follow my master’s orders and uphold her noble dignity, destroying any ants that attempt to invade. But after some time, I noticed that my master didn’t seem to like this.
It was hard to understand. I was wholeheartedly thinking of my master, so why did she often show a distressed and helpless expression? Was I being too proactive?
But my master couldn’t be wrong, so I had to look for the problem in myself. I learned to be patient and to imitate her attitude when interacting with those ant-like beings. I established basic relationships with the new followers my master gradually acquired in this world.
Although I felt inexplicably annoyed whenever they got close to my master, they were her property, so I couldn’t harm them.
When necessary, I even had to protect them to some extent.
I also started trying to speak in a less formal manner, like those friends my master had before. She always seemed very happy when interacting with them.
It worked. My idea was correct.
My master seemed very pleased with this change in me and often praised me for it. I was truly delighted, feeling that my master was paying close attention to me.
Later, after a long period of dormancy following our crossing into this world, a stupid bird named Snow Wing suddenly appeared in the pet space. She really is a stupid bird, not even capable of speaking.
For a long time, I couldn’t understand what she was trying to convey with her various actions. If it weren’t for sensing her contract link with my master, I would have turned this intruding fool into roast chicken the first time we met.
Humph, what an embarrassment to my master.
There was no choice. To spare my master any worries, I had to take on the task of training this stupid bird. Just as my master had done for me, I taught her how to fight and express her thoughts.
Of course, the most important thing was to make this bird understand that I am the number one pet and mount of our master.
As for what happened later... never mind, it’s not worth mentioning. I can only say that at least Snow Wing hasn’t embarrassed our master too much, so I can reluctantly acknowledge her status as the second pet.
Currently, we are in a country called the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains, temporarily residing in a valley built by a group of small wolves.
There are some problems here now, the magic has become very chaotic due to some interference, and even the weather has turned bad. My master seemed to have discovered something and hurriedly left with her two new servants to a place called Spirit Butterfly Peak.
None of those matters. The most crucial thing is that my master didn’t take me with her!!! Damn it!
Did I do something wrong recently that made my master angry?!
TL Note:
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“晓光” (Xiǎoguāng) can also be translated as “Dawn Light”.