Three days later…
The horse-drawn carriage carrying Merlin finally arrived in the city of Droswen.
Merlin gazed at the cityscape through the window and let out a deep sigh.
"Finally, after so long, we're back, Lyserra," Merlin said enthusiastically.
No matter where he went, home was still the place he missed the most.
Lyserra nodded slightly. "You're right, Merlin. I'm more comfortable at home than at the palace or the Tharot family mansion."
In both places, she had to disguise herself as a cat.
As a respected legendary dragon, how could she endure such humiliation?
However, she understood that insisting otherwise would only bring unnecessary danger to Merlin.
"Pfft! I understand what you mean." Merlin chuckled as he rubbed her head.
Ten minutes later, they finally arrived at the Clay family mansion.
Merlin stepped out of the carriage with Lyserra in his arms.
"Welcome home, young master," a woman's gentle voice greeted him.
