Although the Little Dream Dragon had fallen into a deep slumber, it had grown tall enough and mastered concealing its presence perfectly.
Russell didn't have to worry about the Little Dream Dragon getting exposed whenever he met any Dragon or Dragon Knight.
Therefore, he quickly agreed to Mel's request, "Do I need to get a suit tailored? With my physique, I score full marks in anything I wear. Getting a new suit tailored might just steal all your thunder."
"Come on, Russell." Mel scratched the golden curls on his forehead, "I may not match your talents in many areas, but when it comes to being handsome, no one in the entire Grand Duchy can rival me!"
"You should add a caveat—except for me." Russell said.
"No, including you. Nobody can outdo me in looks, that's universally acknowledged."
"Who acknowledged it? I've never agreed with that," Russell patted Mel's shoulder, "Of course, I must admit, you're indeed a strong competitor in terms of handsomeness, not far behind me."