Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 92 - 91 Giving You a Little Yellow Flower

Chapter 92: Chapter 91: Giving You a Little Yellow Flower

Chapter 92 -91: Giving You a Little Yellow Flower

In order to ensure he could find his bearings, Russell did not aimlessly wander the manor while riding the Little Dream Dragon but followed the cinder path ahead.

His primary goal was to remember the conditions of every path in the manor to get familiarized with them within the Gloomy Dreamland.

Then, he planned to expand from each path as a center to the surrounding areas.

Only in this way could he comprehensively search the entire Wuyao Snake Manor inside and out, meticulously, to ensure no Magic Light was missed.

Despite the Little Dream Dragon’s slow flight speed, swaying along the way, they quickly passed through the small market, where he saw the Magic Light blooming from people like Eric, Charles, and the wildcat sisters, and even witnessed some indescribable acts.

“My eyes… Ice Cream, we won’t look, let’s go!”

Leaving the small market, they quickly followed the cinder path and entered the territory of Lentil Hamlet, where most serfs had planted beans and chickpeas.

Next to the cinder path, there was a dedicated irrigation channel and protective slopes on both sides.

The meltwater from Sharp Knife Mountain during the warm season was diverted through these channels to irrigate the crops; when the water flow was heavy, it could also be directed straight into the Glowing River without affecting the farmlands.

At this moment,

Russell was leisurely riding the Little Dream Dragon along the protective slope of the water channel, taking note of the surroundings.

Then, when daylight came, Russell would come to closely compare the areas, thus forming a map in his mind.

Afterward, no matter how far he strayed from the borders of the Gloomy Dreamland, he would not get lost.

In the dark world, only within a sphere with a radius of two meters was there a trace of light, revealing a world outlined with dim lines.

The land was dark gray, the channel water was dark gray, and the small flowers and grass growing on the protective slopes were also sketched with dim lines.

This was an indescribably desolate world.

“At least we have each other’s company.”

Russell laughed, breaking the silence—if he had been walking here alone, he definitely would have gone mad. This was almost no different from being in solitary confinement. Fortunately, he was not alone; he had the company of the Little Dream Dragon and the Sword Butterfly.

However, sometimes things happened unexpectedly without one’s intention.

Russell had not expected any gains tonight, merely to take note of the paths and draw maps, but suddenly, a slightly larger flower blossomed on the protective slope in front of him, emitting a faint Magic Light to the extreme.

This speck of Magic Light was hardly noticeable.

Yet, in this world of pure black and gray, it stood out so starkly that it was hard to overlook.

“Damn!”

“Ice Cream, haha, look, what is this!” The surprise was so sudden that Russell couldn’t contain his joy, and he laughed uproariously at the sky.

“Gah gah!” The Little Dream Dragon clearly also noticed the flower emitting Magic Light and circled around it.

When it first encountered the birch tree nurturing Spirit Insects, the Little Dream Dragon had done the same.

This Dream Dragon, although disinterested in Fantasy Beasts and Bipedal Flying Dragons, had a special affection for magical creatures like Spirit Insects.

“Haha, I know, I know, this little flower is nurturing a Spirit Insect.” Russell stroked the Little Dream Dragon’s neck and quickly planted a kiss on its big head. “Come on, Ice Cream sweetheart, give the little flower a little nutrition.”

“Gah gah.” The Little Dream Dragon opened its mouth full of tiny dragon teeth, ready to breathe out Dragonflame.

But it seemed somewhat reluctant, turning back its head and gazing at Russell with begging eyes, calling out twice, “Gah, gah.”

“What?”

“Gah, gah.”

“You mean…” At that moment, a flash of insight struck Russell, and he seemed to understand the Little Dream Dragon’s intention, “You want to eat an Ice Pellet Pearl?”

“Gah!” The Little Dream Dragon grinned and howled.

“No problem, you first give the flower a breath of Dragonflame, and then we’ll go back to eat Ice Pellet Pearls… Hmm, we probably can’t go back, as you’ll be tired after breathing out Dragonflame. But that’s okay, next time we dream, I’ll let you eat as many as you want!”

Merely an Ice Pellet Pearl, when compared to a Spirit Insect, was insignificant.

The wealthy of the Shadowflame Duchy are numerous, especially those merchants in the caravans who could make a fortune in just one trip.

But no matter how rich they were, they could not buy Spirit Insects, Fantasy Beasts, or any magical creatures.

The reason is simple: magical creatures are a strategic resource already monopolized by nobles.

Therefore, Spirit Insects have never been something that can be measured with Gold Coins.

“Gah!” Little Dream Dragon, having received Russell’s promise, no longer hesitated and opened its mouth to spit out a dragonflame that was even fainter than second-hand smoke.

The unnamed little flower received the enhancement of this dragonflame.

In an instant, a miraculous scene unfolded: the originally dim Magic Light gradually stabilized, starting to rhythmically pulsate as if it truly came to life. Its glow flickered, getting brighter with each flash.

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Without a doubt,

this unnamed little flower nurturing a Spirit Insect would be born successfully, no longer at risk of miscarriage.

“Gaga.” Little Dream Dragon stuck out its tongue and licked its lips, then looked at Russell.

Russell nodded, “Don’t worry, your Ice Pellet Pearl is assured.”

“Gah.”

Little Dream Dragon yawned, shaking the Sword Butterfly resting on its head and then dove headfirst into the surrounding pitch darkness.

With the loss of Little Dream Dragon’s power, the “Gloomy Dreamland Avatar” illuminated by the Sword Butterfly went out as well.

Russell’s consciousness plunged into chaos.

When he came to again, it was already light outside, but there was no sunshine today, just cloudy weather.

After washing up, he had a simple breakfast of steamed buns with dried fish.

Russell even skipped his morning lesson, saying to Eric, who came over, “Go home and spend time with your wife; no need for a lesson today.”

“Sir, I should persist…” Eric started to say something.

Russell waved his hand, “A balance of work and rest, that’s the king’s way. Everyone’s tired from the trip to the Snowfield; I’ll give you another day off.”

“Not tired, Sir.”

“Eh, alright then.” Seeing Eric insist, Russell said, “Then continue training Tom, Jack, and the others. I’ll take Kevin on a walk around the manor.”

Without room for refusal, Russell called Kevin and, along with his Personal Servant Ram, left the manor’s annex.

He was off to find the Spirit Insect he had nurtured with Dragonflame the night before; if he arrived too late, it might have been nibbled by someone’s sheep, or trampled by playing children, and that would be cause for tears.

He searched along the cinder path.

By repeatedly comparing the real paths to those in Gloomy Dreamland, Russell quickly located that protective slope with the water diversion channel.

“This is the place.”

Russell dismounted, taking Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound on a stroll up the slope, all the while looking at every little flower, searching for the one that matched the shape he remembered.

The protective slope was covered in spring grass, especially filled with many dandelions, each blooming a small yellow flower.

“This place has a beautiful view, Sir,” Ram the servant exclaimed.

“Hmm,” muttered Russell absentmindedly, “Watch your step, don’t trample any little flowers, especially the dandelions, and don’t disturb the scenery here.”

At this moment, all his attention was on the flowers and grasses of the slope, and he kept a close watch on Ram and Kevin to prevent them from stepping on any flowers—he wasn’t sure which little flower was nurturing a Spirit Insect, as he had not sensed it himself.

However, the little flower from last night’s Gloomy Dreamland was surely slightly larger than the ones around it.

Moreover, judging by its outline and today’s personal observation of the slope’s flora, he could almost be certain that it was a dandelion.

So, it didn’t take long for him to find that particular dandelion on the slope. It was blooming several small yellow flowers, clustered together, almost exactly like the one he had seen in Gloomy Dreamland.

Especially since it was significantly larger than the nearby dandelions, both in plant size and flower size.

Kneeling down, Russell carefully attuned his senses.

Soon, he felt a familiar magical presence from above, and laughter burst forth uncontrollably, “Haha!”

“Woof.” Kevin came over, curiously looking at Russell.

“Haha,” Russell stopped laughing, still cheerful, he patted the head of the dog and said, “Kevin, I give you a little yellow flower.”