?Dragon-Shaped Husky
Meryer was stuck in a dilemma.
That damned evil god had restricted its activity within a three-kilometer radius zone.
But after checking the entire area, Meryer found that there was hardly any food here at all!
“Oh my lord! Is this great Meryer going to starve to death here?”
It is a young teenage dragon, and this is the prime time when its body was constantly growing, so its appetite was as expected exponentially huge.
It never before experienced such feeling of hunger even when it settled in the castle at the Dark Mountains of the Orcs.
At that time, the Beastmen tribe would prepare everything it needed.
Thinking of those simple and capable Orcs, and then thinking of these cruel and batshit crazy long-eared hellspawns in comparison, Meryer felt that its future was getting darker and darker.
“Do I really have to surrender to these long-eared people?”
Thinking of the taste of the meat skewer just now, Meryer subconsciously swallowed, but soon shook its head in resistance.
“No! No! How can I, the great Meryer bow down to the forces of evil?”
It seemed to have forgotten…
—It had already bowed twice.
But at this very moment, a more tempting aroma of meat wafted over the vicinity.
Meryer sniffed, and in an instant, It felt its hunger getting stronger, and its dragon saliva couldn’t help but drip all over the ground.
“Slurp… it smells so good…”
It’s body subconsciously moved on its own towards the direction of the aroma.
Crossing a small hill, Meryer quickly found the source of the fragrance at the edge of the town…
It was that elf named Li’l Salty Cat.
She was roasting meat on the bonfire with two other male elves, and the meat sizzled and emitted oil on the bonfire, sprinkled with indescribable spices and honey. The rich enticing aroma could be smelled from afar.
Meanwhile, the pile of monster meat on their side was as high as a small mountain!
When Li’l Salty Cat saw the sudden appearance of a giant dragon head peeking over the corner, those shiny dragon eyes and the conflicted little expression that seemed to be forcing itself not to look over here, her eyes then curved into a crescent shape akin to a mischievous feline.
She took a skewer of roasted meat from the bonfire, took a slow deliberate bite and let the meaty aroma filled her mouth entirely.
The savory and tender meat was delicious, crispy and shiny whilst fat melted in her mouth like butter. The tantalizing taste made her eyes sparkle.
These Northeastern bro’s cooking skills were indeed superb!
Seeing her enjoying the food, Meryer’s eyes also lit up slightly, and it salivated even more.
Li’l Salty Cat glanced at it, and Meryer immediately hid its expression.
It lifted its dragon head proudly, pouted like a sulking child, and gasped for breath, but its eyes kept glancing over the meat akin to an oversized slobbering husky.
Seeing the proud dragon like this, Li’l Salty Cat showed a friendly smile.
She picked up a large skewer made of twigs from the bonfire and sniffed it in her nose…
Mmm, smells great!
She made an intoxicated expression and then raised the skewer, tempting Little Black Dragon:
“Do you want to eat?”
Meryer: …
Little Black Dragon’s expression became even more frustrated.
“Gulu…”
Another loud noise came from its stomach.
Meryer: …
It took a deep breath and made some internal excuses.
“Hmph, This is not a surrender! It’s just a temporary truce! This is not acceptance, but saving strength for the future freedom!”
Then, the dragon walked timidly to Li’l Salty Cat’s side and took a tentative bite off the skewer.
“Munch, munch…”
Juices and fat overflowed, as the chewy meat and crispy texture were perfectly combined all together. The savory flavor rapidly spread in its mouth…
Delicious…it’s really delicious!
Meryer’s dragon eyes widened instantly.
After finishing the skewer, the dragon then smacked its lips, clearly still not satisfied.
Perhaps because it was too hungry, even Meryer felt that this was more delicious than its usual food!
Human cuisine is quite famous in Saigües, and Meryer’s foster father was once a noble Silver dragon who loved human food. However, even when following its father, Meryer had never tasted such delicious grilled meat!
Looking at Meryer’s shining eyes, Li’l Salty Cat smiled:
“Don’t worry, there’s a lot more… but it needs to be grilled again.”
After speaking, Li’l Salty Cat thought for a moment and continued:
“Um, we have to wait for the grilled meat to be ready so maybe do you want to hear a story?”
“A story?” Meryer was slightly intrigued.
It glanced at this evil long-eared lass with a proud and slightly curious expression.
“…What story?”
Li’l Salty Cat raised the corner of her mouth:
“A story about a kind race that loves peace…”
A kind race…
Meryer frowned and sneered inwardly:
Kind?
Ha ha.
Do evil races even know what the concept of kindness is? The Dragon highly doubt it.
“Hmph, fine then, you have one chance elf.”
Meryer said coolly.
Forget it.
Since this Lord has eaten from this little female creature, let’s hear what this evil girl has to say!
This dragon’s mental defenses seemed to have been breached a little. Just a little more push then Li’l Salty Cat could make it a companion and lead this dragon onto the path of justice.
After all… the grilled meat was quite tempting to it.
Seeing the elf lass snickering to herself Meryer narrowed its eyes and thought,
Hmph, this Lord is definitely not just here for the grilled meat!
Looking at the Dragon becoming more and more unrestrained under the temptation of Li’l Salty Cat, Eve felt very satisfied.
“It seems that this dragon-shaped husky who seem to think that it is a Silver dragon will soon be completely tamed.”
She smiled in satisfaction and then shifted her focus onto her own body.
Now that the elves of the Rageblaze Clan have returned and the number of players is steadily increasing, someone will eventually took notice of such a big change happening in the Forest of Elves.
Although she once again threw some diversion and misdirected some of the blame to Hela, Uller would definitely not give up, after all, this forest is not the underworld where the Death Goddess reign.
However, Uller’s next move will certainly be a lot more cautious.
Perhaps… He would even order his divine envoy to investigate in person.
With the improvement of her strength, Eve’s concealment barrier which she had set up for herself, also expanded up to thirty kilometers.
That is to say, what others see of the World Tree thirty kilometers away is different from what they can truly see within thirty kilometers.
Nevertheless, if the enemy sneaks in directly and cautiously snoops around thoroughly then they might really discover the revival of the World Tree!
However, after overcoming her initial quasi-death situation, Eve felt that she had more precise control over her body.
Therefore, she decided to further improve her main body’s concealment.
“Expanding the a veil of illusion within a certain range is not as good as setting it up directly coating it close on my body. Its more mana efficient and I can directly apply power to my body, conceal my changes, and only let my believers and the players see my true appearance!”
“In this way, even if there are hostile forces lurking in that somehow manage to intrude, just as long as they don’t touch my body then they won’t discover any changes whatsoever. They will only still see the fake withered World Tree!”
“Plus the players and believers have long known that I need to conceal my revival from the outside world. Alas even if someone sneaks in, I can notify them immediately to respond.”
“Hmmm perhaps… I can also use some more misdirection!”
Previously, Eve’s control over her divine power was not as precise, and her connection with believers and players was also crude and not stable.
But after regaining more of her power, she was able to do more things she couldn’t before.
Thinking of this, she quickly constructed a second barrier onto her body.
At the same time, the NPC task system that she had initially been planning can also now be implemented due to the increase of native elves and the further strengthening of magic she could gather.
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