Chapter 11

Long Yi and Ailin followed Wesley to the outside of the academy and found a small restaurant in a town alley with few customers, just as Wesley had said, the food was delicious and cheap, and the portions were generous. Long Yi and Pigsy both ate heartily, while Wesley and Ailin seemed to have no appetite.

"Still, Ailin, you're pretty impressive. Not only did you show no reaction to the instructor's Aura Suppression, but you could even tell the number of Aura layers the other person had. I can only estimate it in my mind. How did you do that?"

Long Yi swallowed the food in his mouth and asked Ailin.

Ailin was clearly distracted, holding a fork in his hand but with an empty mouth. Hearing Long Yi's question, he was taken aback and then looked over with a puzzled expression.

"Brother Long, Brother Long! I know this!" Wesley raised his hand like a primary school student.

"Alright, Wesley, you answer this question," Long Yi said with a smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, Ailin's dragon is a Mercury Dragon. And it's probably a rare variety, a Mithril Dragon!"

Wesley made a big reveal expression, waiting for Long Yi to be surprised. However, Long Yi looked at Wesley blankly. Although Long Yi had learned a lot of knowledge over the past eighteen years, he only had a general understanding of the detailed knowledge about dragons.

Seeing that Long Yi didn't react, Wesley awkwardly cleared his throat and continued, "Cough, cough, Mithril Dragons have a characteristic of being highly resistant to Aura and highly compatible with magic. These two extreme conditions allow Mithril Dragons to easily sense the Aura or magic level of others. They can also easily resist the instructor's Dragon Aura Suppression. So, this little brother Ailin probably inherited the magical talent of the Mithril Dragon, with no trace of Dragon Aura in his body, but his magic level is probably around five, no, six layers, right?"

Hearing Wesley's question, Ailin sighed and said, "Seven layers."

Even though Wesley was mentally prepared, he was still surprised.

A magic level of seven layers was not just a genius, but a genius among geniuses! In the Dragon Knight Corps, the number of Magic Dragon Knights was far fewer than Aura Dragon Knights. Cultivating an excellent Magic Dragon Knight was much more difficult than an Aura Dragon Knight. First, people with excellent magical talent were already few and far between, and those who could become Dragon Knights were even rarer. Second, Magic Dragon Knights not only had to cultivate a strong physique but also had to undergo mental training, which was even more challenging.

The current practice of major countries was to reduce the physical training of Magic Dragon Knights. They relied on the Dragon Soul Contract to give Dragon Knights a certain level of physical strength, then focused on enhancing the magical power of Magic Dragon Knights. Once a war began, Aura Dragon Knights would protect Magic Dragon Knights while they bombarded the enemy with magic. After the bombardment, all Magic Dragon Knights would immediately retreat, and they were not allowed to linger on the front lines.

So, in war, Magic Dragon Knights were a relatively safer profession compared to Aura Dragon Knights.

"Brother, you're a genius with a magic level of seven layers. At breakfast, you should have directly thrown a Fireball at their faces. Why did you let them off?"

Long Yi wagged his finger, puzzled by Ailin's actions.

"Ah!"

Ailin sighed and slowly said, "I wish I could, but my Silverlight has no Dragon Power."

What?

Long Yi and Wesley both widened their eyes and stared at the small Mithril Dragon lying on Pigsy's head, looking utterly helpless.

No matter how high a Magic Dragon Knight's magic level was, they could not produce magic power on their own. Dragon Knights had to obtain magic power through their dragons, which was completely different from Dragon Aura.

It was hard to imagine that a dragon could have no Dragon Power!

"This can't be possible! Mithril Dragons are naturally magical dragons, completely opposite to their brothers, the Silver Dragons, which are pure Aura Dragons! How could it not have magic power?"

Wesley looked disbelieving, as this contradicted his knowledge.

"Ah!" Ailin didn't explain much, just sighed again. This issue had accompanied him for many years, and all the means available in his family had been used. If it could be solved, would it have taken until now?

Ailin was also very helpless. Perhaps in a short while, he would be expelled from the Dragon Knight Academy?

Long Yi looked at the worried Ailin and the disbelieving Wesley and laughed heartily.

"Alright, alright! It's not a big deal. It's just that your dragon doesn't have magic power for now. Maybe it will have it after it evolves." Long Yi said, patting Ailin's shoulder hard. Ailin immediately winced in pain, forgetting his sadness.

"Don't worry, brother. I, Wesley, may not be good at many things, but I have some skills in gathering information. I'll look into this for you! I'll take care of it!"

Wesley patted his chest, and Ailin could only nod in thanks, but his expression showed that he was already hopeless. The family had used countless means without success, so what could Wesley do alone?

The afternoon was spent on the training ground. The instructor ordered everyone to stand still, straighten their backs, and remain motionless. He didn't speak, just faced everyone.

Soon, the heat and fatigue pushed the first three people to their limits, one of whom was Ailin.

Some people began to mobilize their Dragon Aura to support their bodies, but the instructor coldly snorted, and their Dragon Aura immediately dissipated, making them even weaker.

Long Yi stood there, smiling at the instructor, who almost ignored everyone else, staring at Long Yi. The more he looked, the more he found this young man named Long Yi interesting. His eyes were very natural, so natural that it was almost inexplicable. No matter how noble the background of those who came to the Dragon Knight Academy, none of them had such eyes.

It was a look that seemed to care about nothing, nothing could shake him.

What he didn't know was that at that moment, Long Yi was filled with nostalgia. When he first joined the military, he stood like this for five whole days! Morning, afternoon, day, and night, and even with a heavy load! Back then, he and a few others had opposed the squad leader for half a year! The squad leader's methods of torment were varied, and they were all tortured to the brink of death. Now, he really missed that tough but kind-hearted squad leader.

If it weren't for him, how could he have become an excellent soldier?

"Long Yi, step forward!"

"Yes, Instructor!"

Long Yi instinctively took two steps forward, his movements smooth and sharp!

The instructor frowned slightly. He had noticed that Long Yi seemed distracted, so he shouted.

"Long Yi, what do you think of the current training intensity?"

The instructor asked.

"Report, Instructor! Not much!"

Long Yi answered honestly. Back when he was just a regular person, he stood like this, and now these people were all potential Dragon Knights. Even though their dragons were still young, they were enough to greatly enhance the physical strength of Dragon Knights with the help of the Dragon Soul Contract.

So, this level was far from enough!

The instructor raised an eyebrow and asked, "Then how do you think we should train?"

"Report, Instructor, you're the instructor!"

Long Yi wasn't foolish enough to offer advice to others.

The instructor's lips curled, and he sneered, "Alright, since that's the case, everyone rest in place. Long Yi, and your dragon, come with me!"

Everyone sighed in relief, thinking the instructor was going to increase the training intensity.

The skinny one watched Long Yi leave and sneered, "Brother, do you think this big guy is really lacking in brains? What's the point of opposing the instructor? He's in for a rough time now."

"You don't understand anything, we miscalculated," the fat one whispered, his expression uncertain. "This is the Dragon Knight Academy! Here, just being obedient isn't enough to get close to the instructor. You have to be able to fight!"

"Is that so? Brother?"

"Truly, one cannot judge a person by their appearance." The fat one's tone was heavy, his annoyance reaching its peak.

The fat one was right.

Long Yi's intention was to get close to the instructor.

In such a place, the simplest way to get close to an instructor was to let the instructor understand that you were like him.

This was the most valuable experience from Long Yi's previous life.

Getting close to the instructor had many advantages, such as getting approval to fight more often.

Yes, that was all Long Yi had in mind.

And this simple wish was soon fulfilled.