The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 730 Willy
"The situation was fortunately timely! Yunfeng and Lord Adolf Heinrich teleported the out-of-control young dragon in time. In addition, since he is still young and cannot control his own power, the destructive power of the dragon force that was unconsciously released was not strong!" Omske smiled at Kaslow. After all, it was just pure dragon force and not a skill, and it had not yet reached the terrifying destructive power of his father.

"What do we do now?" Caslo asked worriedly, looking at the dragon struggling in the magic circle. He was afraid that Roland would directly order the destruction of this uncontrollable element.

However, he was clearly overthinking it. Roland didn't react with the expected scene of shouting and killing when faced with the out-of-control dragon. After all, as a transmigrator, Roland had seen many evil dragons in the game before. He was only shocked when the dragon went out of control. As for humane destruction, Roland didn't even consider it. The dragon knight shown in the system was really tempting! Who could refuse to get a dragon knight for free?
"Let him vent! He'll stop once he's done venting. Don't be fooled by his current miserable state; he's actually fine! You're acting like someone's trying to kill him!" The miniature golden dragon Doss stood arrogantly in front of Roland, looking down at the evil dragon that was letting out a mournful roar with disdain and indifference.

"Will everything be alright?" Caslo asked with some concern. As royalty of the dragon race, the Golden Dragon inherited all the secrets and knowledge of the dragon race, something Kaldo couldn't match for Dos. So when Dos appeared nonchalant, Caslo inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief while also feeling a bit worried.
"What are you thinking? Will it hurt you to digest your food? It's good enough if it doesn't hurt anyone else! This guy almost choked to death after eating a dragon crystal! Seriously, aren't you guys going to do anything about this? Who feeds a newborn dragon a whole dragon crystal?" Dos's golden dragon head seemed to darken several shades in an instant as he complained.

“No…” Caslo was about to explain.

"I know you didn't feed it, but is there any difference between putting that thing in a baby dragon's face and smashing a bone on a dog's head? Doss looked at Caslo with an expression as if he were looking at someone with a brain idiot.

"Luckily you guys were lucky! That kid was spotted by those guys who play with fireworks, otherwise we'd all be sleeping in the fields tonight!" Doss said, disgruntled.

Upon hearing Doss's voice, Yun Feng and Adolf Heinrich swayed violently, their lips twitching involuntarily. Good heavens! A top-tier sixth-order spellcaster was nothing more than a flash of lightning in the eyes of the Golden Dragon? While the description might be accurate for the Golden Dragon, the two of them felt a strange, unsettling pain!

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"Awooo..." Finally, as dawn slowly revealed its form, the evil dragon "baby" that had been tormenting for half the night finally stopped emanating the dragon power that carried the terrifying destructive force. The dragon lay weakly on the ground, looking completely drained.

"Alright, kid, your dragon is fine now. Go back and ask that rookie dragon rider riding the Storm Dragon how to control dragon power. Also, have your dragon and the Storm Dragon learn from each other! Don't blow up Stream City again!" Doss looked at the collapsed dragon and arrogantly flicked his tail before flying onto Roland's shoulder and perching there.

“How can I take him back? I don’t have that flute…” Weiss opened his arms, looking at everyone helplessly, and then looked at the panting dragon on the ground.

"The craftsmanship of the dragon flute..." Adolf Heinrich frowned as he looked at Yun Feng.

"It's been lost!" Yun Feng replied with a dark expression.

It's important to understand that all the dragon flutes currently in the entire Lagrange Kingdom were summoned from within the system space. These dragon flutes provide dragons with a different dimension to rest in and allow dragon knights to summon their dragons at any time, regardless of distance. They also bear the imprint of a dragon knight contract, showcasing the friendship between dragons and humans. It can be said that without a dragon flute and dragon armor, one cannot be considered a true dragon knight. As for the method of making the dragon flute, one can only seek it from the royal family of the Lagrange Empire at its peak...

"Take it, don't lose it!" Roland casually pulled out a short, white flute, about a foot long, and tossed it to Weiss.

After hurriedly catching the flute, Weiss was shocked to discover that it was the same type of dragon flute that Caslo wore around his neck. His eyes immediately lit up. "Don't release your dragons within the kingdom's borders unless absolutely necessary. Your dragon is different from the others; it's too small now and could easily cause trouble!" Roland warned.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Weiss stammered as he thanked Roland, then fell into another predicament... Could someone tell him how to use this thing?
"Alright, Caslo, you stay and watch over him. We're heading back now! I'm going to catch up on sleep after all this commotion!" Roland said lazily, yawning and stretching.

"Your Highness, I'm in trouble!" Caslo bowed deeply, patting his chest.

Roland waved his hand to indicate that there was no need for such formalities and then led the others away, leaving only the innocent-looking evil dragon "baby" and Weiss staring at each other, with Caslo standing to the side, covering his forehead and sighing.

"Give it a name, give your dragon a name!" Caslo ruffled Vess's messy brown hair, trying to hide the weariness in his eyes as he forced a smile.

“My name is Weiss, and his name is… well… Vili! Yes! His name is Vili!” Weiss poked his face and thought for a while before suddenly looking up at Caslo and saying.

“You shouldn’t ask me, you should listen to his opinion. He’s your dragon!” Caslo stroked his head and smiled at him. This was a bond between a dragon and a knight, and it had nothing to do with him.

“Villi? What do you think of this name? Vis?” Weiss turned and squatted down to Vis, who was still panting.

"Are you...my...knight?" Instead of answering Weiss's question, Vili tried to raise his head and ask him. Because dragons are born with the ability to inherit the legacy of their ancestors, including unlimited memories, Vili already understood that the boy in front of him was the knight who would share life and death with him in the future.

"Huh? Ah! Yes! I am your knight! Although I am still very weak now, I will definitely become a powerful dragon knight like my teacher in the future!" Weiss quickly stood up and patted his chest loudly as he assured Vili.

"Greetings, my master!" Vili greeted Viss somewhat awkwardly in his still-unfluent Imperial language. Due to the slave contract, Vili was less affectionate and more obedient towards Viss.

"Huh? Master?" Weiss was a little confused. How did he suddenly become one of those noble lords? Only noble lords are called masters. Thinking of this, he quickly shook his head.

"No, no, no, I am not your master, we should be friends!" Weiss pointed at the dragon in front of him and said firmly. He obviously did not understand what the slave contract between him and Vili meant. This was a dragon that he had completely controlled!

“Friend?” Vili pondered Weiss’s words, the resistance in his eyes lessening considerably. He roughly understood what was going on. Having inherited the knowledge of his ancestors, Vili could easily see that this blank-slate child had been bound by a slave contract, but he didn’t yet understand the meaning of this contract…