The Dragon Cub, Soran, was following her own memory, walking toward the direction where she had seen the Evil Dragon at that time.
It was a very long journey.
Soran had been walking barefoot alone for over thirty days. By now, she was completely far away from the civilization of the Human Race and had arrived at the northwestern part, a blurry area bordering the land of the Dragon Race—the primitive grasslands.
During these thirty days, when she was hungry, she drank water from the stream; when she was thirsty, she also drank water from the stream.
Thirty days! A full thirty days! Do you know how I’ve lived through these thirty days!
“Waaaah~ You meanie Evil Dragon, waaaah~ Just wait until I find you, I’ll definitely make you pay.”
After going so many days without eating, even having turned into one of the Dragon Race, Soran had completely lost her strength.
Her legs were weak and powerless, and she could only use her hands to crawl forward with difficulty, relying on sheer willpower.
“As long as I reach that place, I’ll be able to…”
After another half hour of difficult crawling, Soran finally saw the rock from her memory.
It was the place where she had stood to deliver her declaration to the Evil Dragon in the first chapter.
“Finally…”
Just then, the sound of hoofbeats faintly echoed from behind the Dragon Cub, Soran.!
“What?!”
Sodlan believed his hypothesis was correct, so he began searching for Soran.
Since Soran had left alone without saying goodbye to anyone, Sodlan didn’t tell anyone else to avoid affecting the society of the Human Race.
He chose to search for her by himself, riding a single horse.
But where was Soran going in such a hurry after breaking through the wall?
Recalling Soran’s concerns that day about whether the Evil Dragon had truly died, all the information pointed to one location: the place where Soran had encountered the Evil Dragon.
Within three days, Sodlan prepared everything he needed for the road, bringing a map, enough food and fodder, and weapons for self-defense.
He had wondered if Soran would return during those three days, but the result left him greatly disappointed.
She hadn’t come back.
Then, he would set out!
Unfortunately, Sodlan was not familiar with the route.
On this journey, he wasted many days just getting lost and going in circles, not to mention the Magic Creatures that came to disturb his sleep at night.
Finally, after twenty-seven days, he reached the border region between the Human Race and the Dragon Race indicated on the map.
“Yah! Faster! We’ll find Soran soon!”
Not far away, Soran, who was lying on the ground, felt panicked.
These hoofbeats… it must be a hallucination produced because I’m fainting from hunger, right?
It must be, it must be.
As time passed second by second, the distance between the two grew closer and closer.
Finally, when the two were less than 50 meters apart, Sodlan saw a small figure in the tall grass.
“Whoa!”
The moment he noticed a living creature ahead, Sodlan made the horse stop.
This was the border region between the Human Race and the Dragon Race; there was almost no activity from the Human Race here, but the presence of the Dragon Race could not be ruled out.
Sodlan remained highly vigilant throughout the journey.
To eliminate any danger while searching for Soran on this road, he decided to dismount, take his self-defense sword, and walk over to investigate.
Soran breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the hoofbeats vanish.
It was a hallucination, just a hallucination.
I’m just scaring myself.
But then, footsteps appeared nearby, and they were getting closer. This wasn’t fake.!
The footsteps were definitely getting closer and closer.
Someone was really coming.!!
Don’t come over here! Don’t find me! I just want to change back, is it really that hard?!!!!
The footsteps were now right in front of her.
The terrified Dragon Cub covered her head with her hands and curled into a ball on the ground.
“Waaaah~ You can’t see me, you can’t see me.”
“The… Dragon Race!”
Sodlan was already less than half a meter away from the little girl, looking down at her from above with his sword raised.
Soran heard the familiar voice and looked up slightly.
This weather-beaten face, this fierce gaze… it looked so familiar.
This person is…
Fa… Father?
Why is he here!
“Dragon Race! Die!”
Before Soran could react, Sodlan’s sword was already swinging down toward her.
Eh? Wait?
No way?I…
Is it going to end just like this?
Soran instinctively closed her eyes tight in fear.
To think that the Human Sword Saint would end up being killed by her own father thinking she was an Evil Dragon.
Sigh, how tragic…
However, after a full ten seconds, the sharp blade did not strike down.?
Soran looked up again and opened her eyes, only to see Sodlan collapsed on the ground, and standing over her father… was a pair of legs.
Looking up along the legs… the Evil Dragon?!
Aah…
Just as Soran was about to say something, her mouth was stuffed with a baby bottle full of milk by the Evil Dragon.
“…”
Soran instinctively took a few gulps, and her tense expression immediately relaxed.
It’s food~
Smells so good~
So sweet~
So delicious~
Before long, Soran had finished the entire bottle of milk.
I want more~
The Evil Dragon, Zhu Xiaxia, casually pulled out the bottle, threw it aside, and then picked up Soran in her arms.
“Oh~ My poor dear daughter, you must have been starving during these thirty-some days.”
“Uh… I was a bit hungry, but I’m much better now.”
“That’s good. Come, I, your mother, am taking you home.”
“…”
After Zhu Xiaxia had walked a few steps, Soran suddenly snapped out of it.
Wait!
What exactly is this Evil Dragon talking about?
And why was I listening to her so obediently!
Soran jumped out of Zhu Xiaxia’s arms.
Although she wasn’t full yet, she had regained a lot of strength.
“Evil Dragon, I knew you weren’t dead! I was just looking for you! I didn’t expect you to come looking for me yourself.”
“And…” Soran’s gaze fell on the fallen Sodlan.
“What did you do to my father?!”
Zhu Xiaxia acted as if she didn’t care at all.
“I didn’t expect my daughter’s way of speaking to be so… cute~”
Cu… cute?
“Don’t call me cute! I am the Human Sword Saint! Answer my question quickly, or else…”
“Holy Sword! Gogo-yi!”
Instantly, a glittering golden Holy Sword appeared in Soran’s hand.
Surely the appearance of the Holy Sword would severely intimidate the Evil Dragon, right?
But…
“Or else… what are you going to do? My dear… daughter?”
Zhu Xiaxia didn’t care at all.
She reached out, grabbed the blade of the Holy Sword, and with a gentle snap, the Holy Sword broke.!!!
“My Holy Sword!”
Zhu Xiaxia looked at the panicked Soran with a face full of smiles.
“What do you want to do? Hmm?”
“Uhh…”
Soran looked at the broken Holy Sword in her hand, her mind going completely blank.
When they met last time, it clearly wasn’t like this.
The Evil Dragon should have been killed by my single strike, not like this!
Soran retreated several steps in fear, her heterochromatic red and purple eyes darting around.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this…
A Sword Saint is supposed to defeat the Evil Dragon, not be turned into a Dragon Race by the Evil Dragon, waaaah~
Zhu Xiaxia looked back at Sodlan again.
“This person is… your father?”
“Uh… so what if he is? What did you do to him! Speak up, Evil Dragon!”
“What did I do? It’s very simple…”
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