Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 160 - 159 The Hidden Danger of Medikalun

Chapter 160: Chapter 159 The Hidden Danger of Medikalun

Chapter 160 -159 The Hidden Danger of Medikalun

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Turbid River, the river water was muddy because the upper terrain was similar to the Loess Plateau, with serious soil erosion.

At the moment, on the banks of the Turbid River, not far from the Tributary River Mouth, a dense forest stretched eastward.

A team of knights escorted Mel, Russell, and Lola, hunting in the forest until dusk.

“It’s time to go back, Master Mel,” urged the captain of the knights.

“Alright,” Mel put down his bow and arrow, expressing his disappointment, “Russell, Lola, it seems like the Shadowflame Dragon didn’t open its eyes today; nobody witnessed it.”

The three of them had not found any fantasy beast during an afternoon of hunting.

Of course, not finding one was to be expected; the Rainflower Family had only found about a dozen fantasy beasts in this hunting ground forest over a hundred years, which averaged to discovering one every ten years. How could Russell just stumble upon one by chance?

Moreover.

Russell hadn’t brought the Ice Pellet Pearl with him, nor had he activated the Quiet Dream Staring skill to search for any potential fantasy beasts in this forest.

“I knew it,” muttered Lola.

“Knew what?” asked Russell.

“The Shadowflame Dragon, it’s impossible for it to gaze upon me,” Lola said with her head hung low. She was still young, having developed the Qi Seed not long ago, and lacked the ability to hunt prey.

“Why would you think that?” Russell comforted her, “Perhaps the Shadowflame Dragon is waiting for you to grow up. I only started to have luck after my coming-of-age ceremony.”

“Yeah.” Lola nodded, giving rise to a bit of hope.

She wasn’t as noisy as her sister Rolin, nor was she as attractive as Russell. In Fluorescent Castle, she was like a nobody.

Although no one ignored her, that was limited to greeting her before each banquet started; afterward, no one would pay her any attention again. Her situation was somewhat similar to that of Russell before she came of age.

Now, wherever Russell went, no matter how low profile, she would become the center of attention.

She naturally hoped for the same.

The three of them quickly followed the knight squad across the bridge over the Turbid River and returned to Bluebird Castle before the stars rose.

The banquet began.

Aside from Roland not returning, the family joyfully enjoyed dinner together and then went off to rest.

Russell made a point to visit the elf room.

The Fluorescent Mushroom Bird Rosy and the Tobacco Sprite Niko had quickly become good friends, chasing each other in the elf room.

“Chirp, chirp.”

“Coo, coo.”

Both little sprites were contracted by Russell and instinctively grew close to each other. However, they were just a bunch of naïve little fellows, unaware of what this signified, simply gathering together for playful frolicking.

“Russell, did you come to see me?” asked Vivie as she flew over.

“Yes, Your Highness Vivie.”

“Then have you brought me something delicious?”

“Ah, this…” Russell was somewhat embarrassed. He hadn’t come to visit Her Highness Vivie, so naturally, he didn’t bring anything delicious for her.

Fortunately, the maid in the elf room saved Russell from the situation: “Master Russell, is this roasted duck leg prepared for Her Highness Vivie?”

As she spoke, the maid handed over a tray with a roasted duck leg on it.

Russell quickly took it and offered it to Vivie: “Roasted duck leg, do you like it, Your Highness Vivie?”

“I’ll have to taste it first.” Vivie looked very ladylike but grabbed and nibbled on the roasted duck leg in a manner that was hardly ladylike.

Spirit insects and little sprites only eat jade powder, but once they evolve into great sprites, they can taste any food. However, these foods do not provide nutrition to the great sprites; they are merely for tasting and satisfying cravings.

Once the food enters their stomachs, it will be crushed by magic power and then disappear completely—there’s no need for excretion through the anus, in fact, sprites do not possess such an organ.

“It’s alright,” responded Vivie after a bit of chewing and looking up.

Seeing that she had fooled Mr. Russel, Lola prepared to take her leave and thanked the maid.

The maid’s eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled radiantly and said, “You’re welcome, Mr. Russel. Oh, by the way, my name is Jennifer.”

Russel nodded, “Alright, thank you, Jennifer.”

“Serving you is my pleasure,” Jennifer said, leaning forward a bit and whispering, “Mr. Russel, you can come to find me anytime, day or night. I’ll be working in the elf room.”

Russel smiled and left the elf room.

After Russel had left, another maid in the elf room suddenly looked at Jennifer seriously, “What did you just say to Mr. Russel?”

“What do you mean what did I say? Mr. Russel thanked me; of course, I had to say you’re welcome,” Jennifer replied, puffing up her proud chest.

The maid looked at her with disapproval, “You’d best remember who you are. You’re just a maid in the castle. Nobles like Mr. Russel wouldn’t fancy someone of low status like you and me, let alone keep you as a mistress.”

“Don’t you slander me,” Jennifer said disdainfully, “Besides, how would you know what Mr. Russel is thinking?”

“I’m just reminding you not to do anything dangerous.”

“Then I thank you for your concern.”

At that moment, Mr. Ross, who had finished her roast duck leg, flew over and said sternly, “Fighting is forbidden in the elf room, Jennifer, Cindy!”

The two on-duty maids immediately closed their mouths and bowed apologetically, “We’re sorry, Mr. Ross, we were wrong.”

…

As Russel walked down the hallway, he pushed the maid Jennifer’s hint to the back of his mind; he neither wanted to casually mingle with socialite ladies nor to recklessly hook up with castle maids.

He was just a passerby at Bluebird Castle, staying for a month before returning home.

Though Wuyao Snake Manor was impoverished and backward and the maids in the manor’s annex were all unsightly, it was his home.

Only in his own home could he feel that his soul was free.

“Sleep… It’s the fourth night since parting with Ice Cream. I wonder if Ice Cream will appear tonight.”

Soon, Russel entered dreamland.

Then the Gloomy Dreamland descended, his consciousness awoke in this magical land, and he turned into a cartoon figure who mounted a chattering Little Dream Dragon that flew towards him.

“After three nights, that means, Ice Cream, your ability to digest the Ice Soul Pearl is getting stronger.”

Last time, the Little Dream Dragon rested for twelve nights after swallowing two Ice Soul Pearls.

This time, after swallowing one Ice Soul Pearl, it rested for only three nights, making it easy to infer that its ability to digest had greatly improved.

“Gah.”

“Hold still, let me see if you’ve grown,” Russel scrutinized the Little Dream Dragon and noticed not much change this time.

As for the expanse of the Gloomy Dreamland, without a proper reference, Russel couldn’t judge how much had expanded. He could only mark the edge of the boundary, waiting for an opportunity during the day to measure the radius of the Gloomy Dreamland.

“Sword Butterfly, Thorn,” Russel greeted the two Amber Worms.

The Sword Butterfly circled around Russel in greeting, and as for Thorn, it kept mumbling “growing, growing,” “comfortable, comfortable,” without any chance of communication.

“Take off!”

“Gah!”

One man, one dragon, one butterfly, one flower, they began exploring the new environment.

Countless lights of Magic Power were blossoming, with the lights of two Bipedal Flying Dragons lighting up first, as bright as two massive torches.

No matter how many times Russel had seen the Bipedal Flying Dragons in the Gloomy Dreamland, he still marveled and obsessed over them; their flame patterns were too mysterious.

But as Russel rode the Little Dream Dragon closer to the two Bipedal Flying Dragons,

he suddenly noticed in the light of one of the Bipedal Flying Dragon’s flames, there seemed to be a very dim spot.

“Is that… Lord Medikalun?”