Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 956 - 227: There is no love without a reason in the world

Chapter 956: Chapter 227: There is no love without a reason in the world

"Moreover, the majority of our dragon kin are descendants of Giant Dragons and Elves, making up fifty percent, with thirty percent being offspring of Giant Dragons and Giants and the remaining twenty percent are children of Giant Dragons and Beamons or humans. We’ll try to allocate Elven dragon kin to you. These Elven dragon kin are excellent Magic Archers, and although they’re not quite up to par with your ’Shadow Hunter’ riding a toad, they are still significantly better than ordinary Divine Archers," said Fairy Dragon Luna as she took over the conversation.

"Hehe..."

"What’s got you so happy?" asked Ibrahim, the Seven-Colored Dragon, rolling his eyes.

"Nothing, nothing," Old Liu wiped the drool streaming down his chin. "Send them over as soon as possible; I’m about to enter the battlefield and could really use the people."

"Dream on," the Fairy Dragon Luna said discontentedly. "The Dragon Clan never intervenes in the wars of the mundane world on its own accord. These dragon kin are provided to you to resist the invasion from the Otherworld, not to expand the territory of the Bimon Kingdom!"

"Let’s talk about this when we return. Just wait for two or three months, and then I’ll have them gather at your Mining Village. Considering the trek from Dragon City over mountains and through waters to your location, it’ll probably also take two or three months. By then, I reckon your war should be wrapped up, hehe..." Ibrahim, the Seven-Colored Dragon, said with a sinister smile.

"No! Have those Elven dragon kin arrive sooner so I can get their equipment sorted out. After all, they are descendants of dragons; they ought to have the strength to carry at least a couple thousand pounds. I want to prepare a batch of strong bows made from the tendons of Prehistoric Giant Lice!" Liu Shock said with a face all business. "This is about preparing for the resistance against the Demon Clan in the future. I hope you can give this some serious thought. In my domain, all weapons are tailor-made to fit each individual’s size, in accordance with ergonomics principles, achieving unity between warrior and weapon. The weapon is a warrior’s life, after all. Please send someone over; since I’m at the front, I obviously can’t have them sprout wings and fly to my side. Just direct them to the Mining Village, and I’ll use Flying Eagle Messaging to arrange everything back home."

"You do have a point; we’ll try our best to arrange that for you," agreed both the Seven-Colored Dragon and the Fairy Dragon, their expressions turning serious as they nodded.

I wonder if they would call me shameless if they knew I had the Malong Crystal at my disposal and numerous Teleportation Magic Arrays for lavish use? Liu Shock thought with a sly grin.

"If there’s nothing else, just remember to keep it a secret," Fairy Dragon Luna fussed over Liu Shock’s collar, fixing the boar leather coronet that had been chewed into the shape of a boat back into a tower shape and placing it back on his head with gentle and tender movements, "Astonvila is fortunate to have a son like you. You’re actually quite handsome, so stop running around calling yourself ’Piegel’ in front of others. It doesn’t embarrass you, but it does embarrass me."

"Mhm, mhm," Liu Shock nodded blindly, all the while wondering what kind of joke the Fairy Dragon was playing—talking to me like this?

Could it be because she finds me attractive and wants to seduce me? The more Liu Shock thought about it, the more he posed with the cool air of a Casanova, basking in vanity. He kept sneaking peeks at Ibrahim, the Seven-Colored Dragon beside him, in case a jealous punch was on its way.

The Seven-Colored Dragon looked back at Liu Shock with an expression that appeared not so much jealous as somewhat smug, which puzzled Old Liu quite a bit.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Liu Shock couldn’t hold back any longer and blurted out.

"Hehe..." Both members of the Dragon City couple laughed.

"You rascal, do you know who I am?" Ibrahim, the Seven-Colored Dragon, pointed to the tip of his nose as he asked.

"A defeated foe," Old Liu shot back a sparkler of a comment that nearly choked the Seven-Colored Dragon.

"Richard, do you know what Daisy’s surname is?" Luna, the Fairy Dragon, asked with a laugh, hugging her arms.

"Zeratan," Liu Shock sniffed. "It’s redundant to ask; how could I possibly not know my own wife’s name?"

"I share the surname Zeratan, too," Ibrahim, the Seven-Colored Dragon, pointed to his nose, saying through gritted teeth to Liu Shock.

Old Liu was nearly startled out of his skin, his casual demeanor instantly gone. Sweat washed over his lifeless big eyes like Huangguoshu Waterfalls—Dragon Clan lives were so long that by appearance, this dragon couple seemed to be only in their late twenties at most. How could...

"Master Puskas has already told us about your affairs with Daisy and Ruona. To be honest, this visit was also a test for you. Fortunately, you didn’t let us down. However, you little rascal are quite ruthless!" Ibrahim, the Seven-Colored Dragon, poked Liu Shock hard in the belly with his finger, causing Old Liu to gasp in pain.

"I’m not trying to criticize you, Richard," began the Fairy Dragon Luna with a lesson, "but you really have no restraint! There were times when I almost couldn’t help but use my ’Elemental Backlash Finger’ on you! Do you think the things you said and did would annoy anyone or not? Do you think those actions of yours were something a warrior would do?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Liu Zhenhan was wiping the sweat off his brow and nervously agreeing. He knew his mother-in-law had just been scared pretty badly by Nedved and Xiao Cui, on top of being subject to his constant name-calling. He wouldn’t be surprised if he was now facing some reprisal.

"I wouldn’t have thought of it if you hadn’t brought it up! Look at this." The gaze of the Seven-Colored Dragon traveled downward, and he noticed a huge footprint on his cloak: "It hurts like hell! You darn brat! Didn’t you see I’ve always been holding back with you guys? And yet you still play so dirty! That swan is also quite deceptive, thinking he could fight me with his fists to a draw and then finish me off with his wings. All of you are ruthless, I tell you. Are you perhaps part-time thugs from some underground gang?"

"Ibrahim!" The Fairy Dragon shot her husband a glare.

"I..." Liu Zhenhan looked uneasy, rubbing his hands together as he faced his father-in-law and mother-in-law. He hadn’t expected to be fighting so hard and almost... If Daisy found out about this...

"Forget it, with the world in such chaos, I’ll be at ease knowing Daisy is with you," sighed the Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim, somewhat helplessly. He wiped a watch-like, gem-studded object from his wrist and tossed it to Liu Zhenhan, "We’re leaving. Get Daisy back to me soon. What’s with going to the Eastern Continent? Do you think other people’s territories are that easy to cross? It’s preposterous!"

Liu Zhenhan examined the watch-like object in his hand, muttering his thanks while flipping it over and over.

The object resembled the star-disc lent by Gortani on her wrist, with starry black-gold chains and a central octagonal crystal cover. Under the cover’s starry black-gold base were twelve tiny fire diamonds, like twelve clusters of leaping flames. A teardrop-shaped blood pearl twirled around a bunch of tiny fire diamonds—it was indeed a piece worthy of the Dragon Clan just by its value.

"This ’Twelve-Hour Reporting Bracelet’ isn’t anything special, just a first-time meeting gift. It’s for checking the time, saving you the trouble of carrying a hourglass everywhere," said mother-in-law Fairy Dragon, flashing her arm, which bore a similar bracelet of a finer design: "Every day at noon, hold the bracelet towards the sun, focus the light onto a piece of paper filled with writing, burn the paper, and we’ll receive your message. Remember, let us know as soon as Daisy is back."

"Got it." Liu Zhenhan fumbled around in his clothes and pulled out two black pearls to hand to Fairy Dragon Luna: "Aunt Luna, boiling these Mirage Beads will produce a kumquat-flavored syrup that nourishes beauty and health. I don’t have anything better to offer, so please accept them as my meeting gift."

"The little beast does have a conscience," said Fairy Dragon Luna, beaming as she took the two subterranean black Mirage Pearls.

"We’re off then, send us a fire message every day at noon if there’s nothing urgent," said the Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim, patting Liu Zhenhan’s shoulder.

"Wait... maybe I shouldn’t ask, but I still want to know, how will you explain this to Dragon City regarding Daisy and Ruona in the future? And... why are you so open-minded?" Almost subconsciously, Liu Zhenhan grabbed his father-in-law’s arm, asking cautiously while covertly watching the faces of the two formidable figures.

"No big issue with Dragon City. If a Seven-Colored Dragon comes knocking, just beat him up, right?" Fairy Dragon Luna chuckled, either praising or mocking Liu Zhenhan: "You’ve beaten up Daisy’s father; no need to worry about those younglings. They can’t beat you, so they’ll have no ground to complain. They can just marry a Fourth-rank Giant Dragon afterward, their offspring will still carry the bloodline of the Holy Giant Dragons, be it Fairy Dragons or Seven-Colored Dragons."

"As to why we’re so open-minded..." A flicker of relief and sorrow crossed the face of the Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim: "...if your daughter ever turns out like Daisy, insisting on proving her feelings by threatening her own life, then you will understand why we’re so open-minded today."

"Pssh! Nonsense!" Fairy Dragon Luna continuously scolded her husband for his foolish words while whisking away into the sky hand in hand.

Liu Zhenhan held the ’Twelve-Hour Reporting Bracelet’ and stood there, dumbstruck. Upon hearing his father-in-law’s hypothesis, goosebumps sprouted in thick clusters all over his back.

Old Liu spat fiercely on the ground: "If that ever happens, I’d make her marry a pig before letting her have her way!"

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Let’s rally for Xiang Pa votes again! My friends from Saint Chiao, don’t hold back your votes! Drown me with them! Hehe...

I’m busy all day tomorrow, probably won’t update. I planned to save a Chapter for later, but it’s already past five o’clock, so I might as well publish it.

Found a reader from Jiangdu, boy am I sweating! No way I have the money to host a banquet in Jingjiang or Longchuan, just your country bumpkin here...