When Pooh and Pai finished eating coarsely, there was a certain demonic white bone body on the spot.

Patrick, looking at it from a little higher up, knew exactly what it was.

"Winged dragon..."

Wing Dragon

It is a different kind of flying dragon from Wyburn.

Wyburn has wings on his back apart from his limbs, whereas his arms are wings, if you will say so.

The overall form is similar to that of Wyburn, but the fact that it has arms and the skin of Wyburn is reptile-like scales, whereas the skin of the pterosaur is feathers.

The size is one turn larger than Wyburn, characterized by no more than one at the top of the head and two horns growing forward, with fewer individuals to see than Wyburn.

"Why is Winged Dragon dying in a place like this? I've never heard of anything like living in a place like this. I heard the Wing Dragon would be out all over the continent, but if it had been witnessed, it would have made a scene."

and so on, Patrick.

Here Patrick should have spoken to Pooh and Pae.

But I took my eyes off Pooh and Pae because I was thinking in my head.

The next time Patrick sees Pooh and Pae,

"Is that it? What about the winged dragon bones?

Of course there was no debut on the spot, not even the bones of the pterosaurs.

"Did you possibly eat?

To Patrick's whining,

Gaw!

Giggy!

The two nodded satisfactorily.

"Do you even eat bones? Normal..."

Right after Patrick squeals, Pooh and Pae shine out.

"Dazzle!

Make sure Patrick blocks the light with his hands and turns away.

A few seconds, no. Could be a few dozen seconds. When the light subsided, the two winged dragons were on the spot.

One is wrapped in pitch-black feathers with thin, sharp, sword-like horns stretching forward from the top of his head.

The other, wrapped in ice-blue feathers, this one also had horns growing from the top of his head, but one spiral horn like a drill, pointed forward.

"To?"

Patrick opens his eyes.

Gaw?

Gar?

"Oh, you're poo and pai"

Patrick understands that he was able to communicate.

Looking at the two nodded, Patrick further contemplates.

(Individual evolution? Is that possible? Is it something that grows arms in an instant or turns from scales to feathers? What are the conditions under which orcs evolve into oak kings? It was common theory that I would be born as much as possible to King originally. But now, obviously, Pooh and Pae changed because they ate the winged dragon bones. Could eating a superior demon be a condition of evolution?

You want me to give the oak some orga or troll meat next time? No, do you want to verify around the goblins?

Pooh's lacquered black right arm rocking Patrick's shoulder worrying, etc.

"Hmm? Pooh, what's up?

Gaw ~

On the left arm of the poo, a leather string with a saddle that cut and fell off when it evolved.

"Oh, don't let Sona make it again"

Patrick says gently as he strokes Pooh's head.

"I mean, how do we get home without a saddle?

It was Patrick who was to be even more troubled.