Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 162 - 161 Confrontation

Chapter 162: Chapter 161 Confrontation

Chapter 162 -161 Confrontation

Atop the sloping Arrow Tower, Lord Medikalun still sat squatting as before, but his head was drooping, clearly in low spirits.

The pain in the back of his thigh made it hard for him to rouse his spirits, and the posture he once held was merely the pride of being a Bipedal Flying Dragon, which forced him to hold on.

Now that Russell had pointed it out, he had shed his disguise.

As for Russell, with his hands cushioning the back of his head, he lay on the slope, gazing up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, watching the few wisps of clouds slowly transform.

His entire demeanor was very relaxed.

However, his mind was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Visiting Lord Medikalun and pointing out the risks lurking in Lord Medikalun’s condition was not an act of pure kindness—of course, there was indeed a factor of kindness, as his grandfather had gifted him a Little Sprite, and to show his gratitude, he thought of treating the dragon.

The bigger reason was that he wanted to take this opportunity to test if the Bipedal Flying Dragon could detect the Little Dream Dragon on his person.

Now it seemed,

Lord Medikalun obviously could sense, to some extent, the presence of the Little Dream Dragon. But it must be just a vague perception, not an exact awareness that there was a Great Dragon on Russell’s person, otherwise its reaction would not be so mild.

Whether it showed hostility and resistance, cautious fear, or submissive deference, these were the real responses that a Bipedal Flying Dragon should have upon perceiving the existence of a Great Dragon.

Bipedal Flying Dragons were born from the energy radiation of Great Dragons, but they are also independent entities and do not therefore submit to Great Dragons, or obey them unquestioningly. They would still respond with resistance, fear, or submission due to individual differences toward Great Dragons.

“But now, Lord Medikalun’s behavior seems more… friendly?” Russell thought.

This was clearly not the attitude a Bipedal Flying Dragon should have upon sensing the existence of a Great Dragon.

Therefore, he speculated that Lord Medikalun was completely unaware of the Great Dragon on his person.

It might be that the aura of the Little Dream Dragon had an unseen influence on it, causing it to show its friendly side to Russell.

“So, Mr. Ross’s hostility toward me, Lord Mercedes’s disdain for me, and Lord Medikalun’s friendliness, are they all actually stemming from the ‘radiation’ effect of Ice Cream’s mighty dragon power?”

Unfortunately, Russell didn’t speak Dragon Language, so he could not fathom the Bipedal Flying Dragon’s thoughts and couldn’t verify if his judgments were correct or incorrect.

After some thought, Russell withdrew his hands from behind his head and sat up.

Then he lifted his left hand and called out to the Little Dream Dragon in his heart, only to see the M-shaped mark in his palm slowly ignite.

Around it, sesame seed-sized Sword Butterfly Marks revolved, and on the corners of the M-shaped mark, Thorns Marks also swayed with the wind.

This set of marks, when burning, would scatter tiny sparks outward.

Russell turned to look at Lord Medikalun, who clearly had not noticed anything unusual; to the burning marks in Russell’s hand and the scattering sparks, the blue crystal dragon remained oblivious, only drooping its head in gloom.

“It seems it really can’t feel Ice Cream’s presence; its friendliness toward me must be a result of the ‘radiation’ effect from Ice Cream’s power,” Russell thought.

With that thought, Russell clenched his left hand into a fist.

The burning marks quickly extinguished, and the sparks splattered between his fingers, disappearing quickly, a phantasm only he could see.

…

Mel was still hurrying along the cloister, while Count Merlin had already stepped into the void, walking on air to the top of the Arrow Tower.

As a Flying Dragon Knight, he could already defy the gravity of Dragon Sleep Continent and fly freely.

“Grandfather,” Russell stood up.

“Mmm,” Count Merlin landed in front of Lord Medikalun and asked in a deep voice, “Medikalun, your hind leg has not healed? Is it the abrasion from two months ago, or the wound from the Snowfield battle years ago, inflicted by the Snow Demon?”

Lord Medikalun looked at Count Merlin, but his dragon eyes did not reveal any emotion, and naturally, he did not answer Count Merlin’s question.

The communication between knights and Bipedal Flying Dragons has always been something that can be understood but not put into words.

But at this moment.

Russell felt that there was neither verbal communication nor mutual understanding between his grandfather and Lord Medikalun.

The two stared at each other, big eyes to small eyes, for a while.

Count Merlin grew impatient and said, “You, why do you always look so sullen when you see me? Kuna is my daughter-in-law. Once she married into our Rainflower Family, she became one of us, and that makes you my family’s dragon!”

Hmph!

Lord Medikalun let out two puffs of Dragon Breath, utterly disdainful of Count Merlin’s words.

Though Bipedal Flying Dragons were not of low intelligence, they were still a proud and magical creature, unwilling to submit before Count Merlin.

“I’ll take a look at your wounds.” Count Merlin had no choice but to offer, as he couldn’t just beat up Lord Medikalun.

However, Lord Medikalun suddenly unfurled his wings, his dragon head blocking the way in front of Count Merlin.

Showing his teeth, he grimaced and let out a low roar.

He was clearly very resistant to Count Merlin checking his injuries.

“Are you defying me!” Earl Merlin glared, and the aura of the Flying Dragon Knight surged instantly, with powerful energy overflowing and warping the air around his body.

Russell quickly stepped back two steps.

Whether it be a Bipedal Flying Dragon or a Flying Dragon Knight, their bodies were infused with Dragon Breath, and he certainly didn’t want to get burned.

“Hmph!” Lord Medikalun would not show weakness either, his own powerful aura bursting forth to confront that of Count Merlin.

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Man and dragon, their sizes vastly different.

Yet in terms of strength, they were evenly matched, neither able to overpower the other, only managing a stalemate atop the Arrow Tower. The specially baked tiles, harder than metallic armor, also began to show fine cracks under the collision of the two forces.

“Grandfather! Lord Medikalun!” Mel had just climbed up and saw this scene, “Please, stop fighting!”

He said as he pushed against the two surging forces, rushed between the man and dragon, separating Count Merlin and Lord Medikalun.

Lord Medikalun’s contract had been transferred to Lady Kuna by the Red Castle.

As the son of Lady Kuna, the power of the contract naturally passed down to Mel, which meant Lord Medikalun would not harm him.

With Mel’s intervention, both man and dragon found themselves an opportunity to back down. They both ceased their aggressive display, withdrawing their Dragon Breath powers back into their bodies, and just like that, the brewing cataclysm of the man-dragon battle was discreetly averted.

Russell also peeked out from the other side of the sloping roof of the Arrow Tower.

Although Count Merlin had reined in his aura, his facial expression was still very unpleasant, and he coldly said, “If you don’t let me treat your wounds, and they cannot heal, what exactly are you planning to do, commit slow suicide, you foolish dragon!”

“Hmph!” Lord Medikalun bared his teeth, glaring menacingly at Count Merlin.

Count Merlin was about to scold again when Mel quickly intervened, then turned to Lord Medikalun, saying, “Please let grandfather have a look.”

Lord Medikalun haughtily exhaled two Dragon Breaths through his nostrils, making his feelings quite clear.

“Then let it die for all I care, one dragon is already enough to protect the territory, it doesn’t matter whether this foolish dragon is here or not,” Count Merlin said coldly.

Mel continued to plead softly.

But Lord Medikalun stubbornly refused to let Count Merlin touch him, though it wasn’t that he truly wished to die. He turned his head towards Russell, who had quietly returned, and then lowered his head to nudge Russell’s back with his own, signaling for Russell to help him heal.

Russell looked at Count Merlin.

Count Merlin furrowed his brow, but quickly returned to an indifferent expression: “Go ahead, Russell. If it dies, it’s just its own bad luck.”