The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

Everyone stared at the child, who was as soft as a milk-based pastry.

The little guy's wounds had already healed.

But he didn't open his eyes to greet his family; instead, he quickly fell asleep again.

Winston looked at the doctor, who, feeling a great sense of responsibility, couldn't help but answer:

"The young prince is still in his infancy and needs long periods of sleep. He may be awake for very, very short periods of time."

Kalan, standing nearby, couldn't help but say:

"Ancient humans were so weak..."

Nowadays, no species ever experiences such a prolonged period of sleep.

Even the pets they keep don't.

However, for these new parents, their babies are also a kind of toy for them to study.

Kaylan glanced at Winston's expression, then gently touched the cub's tiny hand, which the cub instinctively grasped.

"Oh..."

Kaylan let out a sigh. He didn't know how to describe the feeling of the skin he touched. It was so delicate. Kaylan felt like he was caressing a flower.

But the little one is a living being, with a warm body temperature and the feeling of gripping your fingers with all your might...

Kaylan: "Oh..."

Although he could easily break free, Kaylan just liked being held by the kittens, as if he were willingly letting the kittens crawl on his face and knead his milk.

Richard: "That's enough, please stop making those disgusting noises!"

Kaylan didn't say anything, but simply called Richard over.

The little guy now has an older brother in each hand.

Richard: "Oh..."

They all simultaneously revealed the soft, tender eyes they had when they saw small animals.

Winston: ...

Winston simply shoved the little guy's hand away and hid him still inside his cloak.

He wished he could write "Personal property, do not touch" on the cub.

Kaylan: "That's not fair! He's my brother too!"

Unfortunately, the little cub doesn't even understand the meaning of the word "brother" yet. He's still like he was in the egg, dependent on his father. He won't sleep unless he's in his father's arms.

Winston and the doctor have already confirmed this. If the doctor holds him, the little guy won't fuss, but even if he's sleepy, he'll force himself to keep his eyes open and stare in his father's direction.

Even if you're so sleepy you're practically falling over.

So Winston, half happy and half relieved, picked up the cub and hid him in his cloak again, just as a dragon hides its treasure in its lair.

On the way back, they discovered that the little one slept almost the entire day, waking up for a few hours in between to eat, nestled softly in his father's arms, and continuing to look at the world with innocent wonder.

Winston felt that he was almost the same as when he was in the egg, and he still bore the responsibility of taking care of the cubs.

However, cubs have far more experiences than ordinary children.

No one else could sleep under the wings of a black dragon like him, or even pry open his father's mouth and climb inside.

He can touch the black dragon's reverse scale on its chest, or he can touch his other family members.

The little guy can sleep while hugging Kylan's fluffy tiger tail, poke Kylan's nostrils and fangs, and even slide down the slide on Richard's huge whale back.

The little guy couldn't tell the difference between his family members and himself; he only felt that he was in a safe environment where his father would protect him no matter what he did.

When they got home, Winston disembarked from the warship, where Cyrus and Lilith were waiting for them at the door.

Lilith looked impatient, while Cyrus remained indifferent.

However, when Winston walked up to them, Lilith and Cyrus became serious, their hands on their hat brims, their heels clashing together with a crisp sound.

"May Winston's glory live on forever!"

In this world, all members of the Winston family are royalty, and warriors to the death.

They are powerful, warlike, and valiant, natural leaders and warriors.

They protected the entire empire with the glory of their clan.

The Winston family, both men and women, are all formidable warriors.

Winston, however, put his index finger to his lips as they loudly swore their oath.

Although they didn't understand what had happened, everyone fell silent, leaving only an echo.

But despite all that, the little guy was still woken up.

"Well……"

The cub, dressed in a onesie, poked its furry head out from under Winston's cloak, turned around, and made whimpering noises as it met the eyes of those around it.

"Honey, did I wake you up?"

Winston raised his hand and tugged at the cub's hair with his fingers.

The cub immediately rested its head against its father's neck.

Everyone witnessed this scene.

I also saw that creature, which I don't know how to describe, was softer than feathers and flowers.

Amidst the clashing of swords, even the fiercest beasts couldn't help but lower their heads to sniff the delicate rose.

Lilith and Cyrus were also stunned.

They were like wild beasts that had spotted something interesting; their eyes gleamed as they stared intently at the cub.

Winston carried the child back to the palace, and the others followed behind him until there were no more guards. Only then did Lilith speak:

"Can we play with this kid?"

Winston didn't answer; he silently returned to his room and closed the door.

Lilith showed a resentful expression.

But cubs are so fragile, Winston can't carry them around all the time.

When Winston got busy, he had to entrust the care of the cubs to the butler and Richard.

Richard strictly followed the care manual written by the doctor, taking the cubs wherever he went and carefully carrying them, though he would sometimes secretly touch the cubs' little feet.

It's plump and chewy, almost boneless, and feels great to the touch.

The little guy would look at him with a very surprised expression when he was pinched.

But after a while, the little guy didn't recognize his own feet anymore. He twisted and turned his feet, and eventually he grabbed them in his hands.

Looking at the cub, Richard couldn't resist kissing the little guy's round head twice more.

"Oh my god, you are the cutest kitty in the world."

It has to be said that Richard had a tendency to show off.

But he held his head and endured for a while before placing the cub on his desk, letting the little guy supervise his work.

The blue screen lit up, and the projected documents in front of Richard covered most of his field of vision. In addition, he was so engrossed in the projected documents that he forgot about the cub's existence for a moment.

The little creature was slowly wriggling on the desk when it suddenly met the eyes of Kaylan and Lilith, who had sneaked in from behind the desk to steal the child.