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    It turned out that the reason why this silver dragon had been running behind him was that he was using his body to reduce wind resistance?

    Short distance sprinting was the strong point of the Silver Dragon and the Electric Dragon, so who was faster would depend on the final burst.

    But Misty had been blocking the wind for Loseweather the entire time, and by now her stamina was significantly less than her opponent’s.

    Only to see Lossweather accelerate explosively once again, rushing towards Noa’s position as Misty stared in surprise.

    Handing over the baton!

    Noa was the first to start on the second leg, with the little electric dragon right behind her.

    Misty handed over the bat and braced his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.

    For her part, Loseweather didn’t blush or skip a beat, highlighting an air of calmness.

    That’s it? I’m not even sweating yet.

    She turned her head toward Leon’s third baseman.

    The guy spaced out and raised his arm to comb his thumb at her.

    Loseweather laughed softly and waved back in response.

    Then she turned her attention to her daughter.

    Noa was quickly overtaken by Misty’s son because she didn’t have much of an advantage in age or height.

    But catching up was not so easy to overtake Noah.

    The two little hatchlings were neck and neck on the track, neither one letting the other get away.

    Looking at the stance, I’m afraid we’re not going to reach the third bat at the same time.

    Only …… Noah ultimately lost in size, she is still too young after all.

    That little electric dragon had actually surpassed Noa a little bit by relying on its age and leg length.

    Finally, Noa was the second to arrive at the handover point.

    “I’m sorry, I–“

    “Look at Daddy.”

    Where Leon would let his good daughter blame herself, he took the baton and chased it straight toward the thin dog.

    Noa pinched her sleeve, biting her lower lip tightly as Leon’s figure was reflected in her pupils, and she murmured that

    “Way to go …… Dad.”

    The staff led Noa, through the shortcut to the finish line.

    Lois Visser has been waiting here for a long time.

    “Mom, I’m sorry I wasted the advantage you created.”

    Lois Visser rubbed Noah’s little head, “Noah, you’ve been great, your opponents are all older than you ah, we’re cheering for daddy together now.”

    “Uh-huh.” Noa nodded good-naturedly.

    “Go Daddy! Daddy’s the best!” Moune in the viewing gallery cheered outright.

    The little dragon lady does have potential to be a cheerleader.

    At this point on the track, Leon was right behind that fine dog, Electric Dragon.

    “Hmph, why are you still struggling? I’m already so far ahead of you before I even put forth any effort, but you look like you’ve already put forth your full strength, huh?” A teasing voice came from the front.

    Leon turned a deaf ear, silently adjusting his pace and the rhythm of his breathing.

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