"roar--!!!"
Salvester roared in the sky, feeling cheerful, gazing at the direction of London from afar, then gradually descended to meet Merlin.
But...things didn't develop quite the same way as he had imagined.
"What the hell, Merlin is not in London now, where did he go?"
Looking at the ant-like human beneath his feet, Salvester stared at him with a somewhat displeased expression: "Are you lying to me again?!"
Salvester's voice was as loud as a bell, echoing in the streets of London and making everyone on the street tremble.
The British Prime Minister's legs trembled as Salvester stared at him, and he almost cried out loudly: "Mr. Dragon, I really don't know where Mr. Merlin is now... Mr. Merlin said that he is going to investigate the location of the magic academy, looking for a place with a high magic index and good terrain..."
His mentality collapsed. The British Prime Minister never expected that he would end up in such a situation after Merlin left.
If I had known this earlier, I would have sent someone to follow Merlin no matter what, at least to keep track of Merlin's whereabouts!
It's too late to say anything now. The British Prime Minister even suspected that the talking dragon in front of him could eat him directly!
"You really don't know?"
The warm breath from Salvester's mouth hit his face. The British Prime Minister trembled with fear and said without hesitation: "I really don't know. I swear, I will never lie to you."
"If I find out you're lying to me, I'll let you feel the wrath of a dragon!"
After hearing this, Salvester took off from the ground, flapped his wings, and soon disappeared from the sight of Londoners. The British Prime Minister, who was being watched by Salvester, felt relieved, took a deep breath, and eased his mood.
The Prime Minister's eyes were filled with fear, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses and return to normal.
Being prime minister was too dangerous, and for the first time he thought of retreating.
However, after hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to continue walking.
It’s because the taste of power is too tempting.
Taking a few deep breaths, the Prime Minister asked softly, "How is the enrollment process at the Magic Academy? How many names have been submitted by various countries?"
"Um... Prime Minister, the 300 spots have been filled, and the number of outside applicants has exceeded 800,000. What do you think..."
"Let them screen out a group of people in their own country, and then come to London and we will screen out another group. This task must be completed within three months. We can't hold Lord Merlin back!"
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