The Dragon Commander

"YOU SHALL SERVE ME AS YOUR MASTER FROM NOW HENCEFORTH."

The Dragon General had never heard such a demand before.

Everywhere he went, he was reverend and feared. No man wanted troubles with him because due to his army.

And yet, this young man was demanding to be his master.

Still, there was something about the way Logan looked that convinced the Dragon General that Logan was a man of high calibre.

"Very well," the Dragon General accepted. "If my ailment is cured, then I'll serve you."

Logan decided he wasn't going to carry out the healing technique in front of everyone in public.

"Shall we head to someplace more quiet?" Logan suggested, pointing at a lonely dark alley.

The Dragon general frowned suspiciously. "There better be no tricks."

Logan didn't say anything. He led the way to the dark alley where he was finally alone with the Dragon General.

"Let me have your hands," Logan asked, stretching out his own hands.

The Dragon General was still wary of Logan. "Let it be known t

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