Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 169 - 168 Primordial Spirit

Chapter 169: Chapter 168 Primordial Spirit

Chapter 169 -168 Primordial Spirit

Evening.

Viscount Mejie and his wife, along with their son Mel, left Earl Merlin’s room and then bid farewell to their son outside of Mel’s room.

Slam!

Upon returning to her room, Lady Kuna immediately slammed the door heavily.

“What’s wrong with you?” Viscount Mejie frowned. “What are you slamming the door for, Lord Medikalun is safe and sound.”

Lady Kuna looked coldly at Viscount Mejie, “Don’t you think, that your father has gone too far!”

“What has father done?”

“Lord Medikalun is part of my dowry, what right does he have to hand Lord Medikalun over to Russell for treatment. Most importantly, why didn’t your father stop it when Lord Medikalun bestowed the Origin Dragon’s Breath?”

“Russell kindly treated Lord Medikalun, and Lord Medikalun thanked him with the Origin Dragon’s Breath, what’s wrong with that? Is there something to make a fuss about?”

“Origin Dragon’s Breath, Mejie, can’t you understand?” Lady Kuna’s beautiful face revealed bulging veins. “Lord Medikalun has only so little of the Origin Dragon’s Breath, and it’s just been wasted on an outsider.”

“Russell is not an outsider.”

“Yes, he’s your relative, your cousin once removed,” Lady Kuna said with a cold laugh. “But what does that have to do with me.”

Viscount Mejie’s brow furrowed deeply: “It’s just a bit of the Origin, father made it very clear, just a small sip, no harm done!”

“Whether it’s a small sip or a large gulp, that’s no reason for your father to dispose of it as he pleases. My dowry can only be used by me, and no one else, including you, including your stubbornly conservative father, has any right to it!”

“You are very angry, I understand, but watch your words,” Viscount Mejie replied coldly. “My father, is also your father!”

“My father is Dragon Knight Quentin III Shadowflame!”

“You should say the late Dragon Knight!”

“Don’t you dare insult my father, you are nothing but his vassals!” Lady Kuna raised her hand to slap Viscount Mejie across the face.

But how could she be a match for the Phantom Beast Knight Mejie? Viscount Mejie caught her arm with a backhand and threw her to the ground.

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He then said coldly, “After all these years, you still carry the airs of a duke’s daughter, Kuna, can’t you see the reality! Your Dragon Knight father is dead, dead, and the Shadowflame Dragon nearly got butchered by a Snow Giant!”

“Shut up!”

“If it hadn’t been for my father stepping forward, taking control of the Council of Elders, your nephew Kunstan wouldn’t have been able to secure the duke’s position,” Viscount Mejie scolded loudly. “So you better show some respect for my father. If it really came to killing Kunstan, the Shadowflame Dragon might not punish my family!”

“You!”

“What ‘you’? Your nephew, in his fight for power, even dragged his own mother into spreading vile rumors. He’s truly the offspring of the senile marquis, just as senile as his father! Just watch, Kuna, the duchy will fall into ruin at his hands eventually, including the Shadowflame Dragon, which he will lead to its doom!”

“Stop it, stop it, Mejie, I’m telling you to stop!” Lady Kuna lunged at him frantically, but she was quickly tossed aside by Viscount Mejie onto the bed.

This time, she finally recognized the harsh reality of their strengths.

So, supporting herself on the edge of the bed, she began to sob, “If it wasn’t for your father clinging to power, gripping the duke’s seal and refusing to let go, how could Kunstan have resorted to rumors to force him to step down… step back to the territory, still not yielding power to you and me as husband and wife!”

“If you still remember that we are husband and wife, then get a grip on yourself and continue to play the role that a viscountess should,” Mejie said.

As he spoke, Viscount Mejie’s expression softened and he reached out his hand to Lady Kuna.

Lady Kuna glared fiercely at Viscount Mejie, pushed his hand away, and stood up on her own: “If it weren’t for the alliance between the two great earldoms, why would I have married you and suffered in your house for so many years.”

“If you hadn’t married me, you would have had to switch with your sister and marry Oskolo Shuiliu—that savage would not have been as gentle as I am, not laying a hand on women,” Viscount Mejie said, looking quite pleased with himself.

Having married a duke’s daughter was one reason for his pride, better than the reputation of Oskolo Shuiliu, who had become an earl as well—another reason for his pride was that he and Earl Osclo were brothers-in-law.

At these words, Lady Kuna remained silent.

After a long while, she finally sat back down at the dressing table and wept silently: “Being born into a power-hungry family is the misfortune of me and my sister.”

“Stop your moaning; born to a family of serfs, you might have been buried by your age. Get to sleep quickly,” Viscount Mejie said as he undressed and lay in bed, once again reminding with concern, “Tomorrow, you’ll see off the Roman Couple, so don’t go swelling your eyes with tears.”

…

“Ga!”

In the Gloomy Dreamland, Russell waved at the approaching Little Dream Dragon, then flipped over and mounted it.

In an instant, sparkling Magic Lights bloomed, bringing vibrant life and dazzling brilliance to the entire Gloomy Dreamland.

“Come, Ice Cream, take a look at the gift I brought you.” Russell pointed at the object by the bed, shining with a deep blue light, and said, “This Snow Demon Crystal may not be an Ice Soul Pearl, but it’s still a crystallization of Snow Demon’s power, definitely nourishing.”

“Ga?”

The Little Dream Dragon moved closer to the Snow Demon Crystal, sniffed with its nose, and then opened its dragon mouth, starting to retch, “Ga… bleh… ”

“What’s wrong?”

“Ga!” The Little Dream Dragon immediately backed up three meters, staying clear from the Snow Demon Crystal as if it had smelled something vile.

Russell scratched the back of his head: “Is this Snow Demon Crystal not tasty?”

“Ga!”

“No way, with such a concentrated essence of Snow Demon Light, that shouldn’t be the case. Don’t you love snacking on Ice Soul Pearls, a crystallization of Snow Demon’s power? Why are you so repulsed by the Snow Demon Crystal?” For a moment, Russell couldn’t understand it.

However, he soon recalled that when the Little Dream Dragon absorbed Snow Demon’s power from Half-Ghost Beast Kevin, it had the same disgusted reaction.

It seemed that this impure form of Snow Demon’s power was not nourishing to the Little Dream Dragon.

Baffled, but Russell couldn’t force-feed the Snow Demon Crystal to the Little Dream Dragon as if it was eating something disgusting, so he let it be.

“Let’s go, let’s see how Lord Medikalun’s injury is healing.”

“Ga.”

“What a pity, I can’t see my own body, if I could, I’d really like to see how my body should be bursting with Magic Light!” Russell looked regretfully at the bed, where there wasn’t a glowing body.

The Russell deep in the Gloomy Dreamland had the appearance of a cartoon character, which clearly wasn’t his real body.

His real body was still asleep in the real world, on a bed.

Unlike other Knights, who would form a rough outline in the Gloomy Dreamland due to the presence of Battle Qi.

“Maybe the me in the dream right now is the concentration of all my body’s magic power?”

Russell guessed that he was currently in what might be called the “Primordial Spirit” state in fantasy novels. All the magic power of the body was sustaining the Primordial Spirit, and thus after the Primordial Spirit left the body, the real-life body wouldn’t be emitting Magic Light.

The Little Dream Dragon leisurely flew towards Lord Medikalun.

Russell suddenly thought: “Since I’m in ‘Primordial Spirit’ form, what about the Little Dream Dragon, or the Sword Butterfly and the Thorn?”

He looked at the Little Dream Dragon beneath him, a Great Dragon that was quite miniaturized, and squinted his eyes: “Obviously, a Great Dragon wouldn’t be this small, so it’s very probable that Ice Cream is also in ‘Primordial Spirit’ form, with its true body resting within an as-yet-undormant volcano?”

Then he turned to the Thorn growing on the dragon’s horn and the Sword Butterfly perched on its head: “Could these two Amber Worms also be in ‘Primordial Spirit’ form?… Thorn seems likely, it can transform into a five-meter-long thorn whip in my hand, but Sword Butterfly is harder to say.”

The Sword Butterfly is just that, a Sword Butterfly, summoned to appear as a simple, fistsize, silver-gray butterfly.

“Can’t figure it out,” Russell shook his head.

At that moment, the Little Dream Dragon had already flown in front of Lord Medikalun, circling around the other’s body enveloped in flame-like radiance.

The cry was quite conceited and disdainful: “Ga!”

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