Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon’s Might
Chapter 142 - 141 Arrangements

Chapter 142: Chapter 141 Arrangements

Leon found that sometimes he still held grudges. Even though so many years had passed, he still remembered how Angmog had offended him... The reason it remained vivid in his memory might be because that mature Red Dragon really was a formidable enemy, otherwise, he would have forgotten him just like he had forgotten the Hunting Demon.

It could only be said that the result of the battle back then was that Angmog lost and he won. Although the victory had not come easily, nearly exhausting all his Mana, the fact that he was completely unharmed was truly great. There was only a little bit of resentment, and after briefly considering it, Leon dropped the idea of visiting Angmog.

Then again, he only knew that Angmog lived on the Lost Plateau and had no idea where his actual nest was. Moreover, going to someone’s nest to start trouble was definitely not a good choice, because a mature Red Dragon like that would surely have defenses in place, greatly increasing the difficulty of the challenge.

Leaving the desert where the duel had taken place, and returning to the Dome Castle at the heart of the Molten Lava Lake, Leon brought up the matter of Watchtower Port... He truly had considerable interest in that city by the sea.

After all, his years in the desert were not due to his liking it but came about by chance. Had he not encountered Tassera and learned about the Molten Lava Lake—which was called Steam Lake at the time—from Blue Dragon, and had a series of events not occurred, he figured he would have played around for a few months at most and then left.

By contrast, Watchtower Port was the place he had finally set his sights on after having spent many years in the forest, many years in the desert, checked out Crossroads City, visited the Dark Territory, and explored the Lost Plateau with the goal of finding a new nest. There were forests, mountains, straits, the sea, volcanoes, and cities there—it was simply perfect.

Hearing Leon’s words, Cecilia’s eyes immediately lit up; God knows how long she had been looking forward to this day.

Before Cecilia could speak, Tassera frowned and said, "Have you really decided to move?"

"I have decided." Leon nodded seriously.

Leon did have some affection for Tassera; after all, they had known each other for so long and had practiced the Inner Core Dual Cultivation Method for an extended period. Besides, she was indeed no good dragon, but she hadn’t caused him any problems. He said, "You could also come with us. The rocky coast is also a place that Blue Dragon likes, isn’t it?"

"How many Blue Dragons have you heard of that live near the sea?" Tassera lowered her head slightly, playing with her falling bangs, "It’s just that I don’t dislike the rocky coast."

"Not disliking it is enough." Leon took a deep breath and gently persuaded, "Speaking of which, do you know where Watchtower Port is? Watchtower Port is very close to the Talia Alliance and also close to Crossroads City. The fleets that pass through Watchtower Port are definitely more than the merchant caravans that go through the Red Crown Desert. It’ll be much easier for you to buy books, get Magic Materials..."

Leon talked at great length, only to see Tassera staring at him and asking, "What are you looking at?"

"Is that all?" Tassera asked.

"That’s all." Leon raised his palm, "And I assure you I’m not deceiving you, haven’t dodged anything important."

"Are you sure you haven’t forgotten to mention something?" Tassera looked into Leon’s eyes, her pupils sparkling like stars.

"There’s nothing else." Leon replied, puzzled, "I should have mentioned everything."

"Clearly you haven’t." Tassera glared with her big eyes, gently biting her clearly defined lips, then letting go, revealing faint teeth marks, "I really don’t get you. You’ve said so much, why is it that you never mention yourself? You’re going to Watchtower Port, and Watchtower Port has you."

Tassera’s sudden attack caught Leon off guard and his heart skipped a beat. He said, "Right, Watchtower Port has me... So, can you go with me?"

"I cannot." Tassera suddenly smiled.

"Are you playing with me?" Leon’s face turned red.

"I’m just teasing you." Tassera glanced at Cecilia and thought to herself that she was not like a certain Green Dragon, a vine that only clings to a tree. She crossed her arms, propped up one leg over the other, showing off her shapely calves, "Why isn’t it you staying to accompany me, instead of me going with you?"

"Because following me holds more promise," Leon said confidently.

"Then I’ll wait for you to fulfill your promise of building a Mage Tower for me, one that’s several times bigger than Betty’s Mage Tower, allowing my Dragon Form to land on top of it, and with a piece of open land thrown in as a test field..." Tassera paused, "At that time, you won’t need to say anything, and I’ll follow you."

"Besides that, you want to freeload off me," Tassera raised her eyebrow, "Dream on."

"You actually remember that..." Leon laughed.

Leon did not dislike Tassera’s manner; it was quite characteristic, provided she knew her limits. He said, "Alright, when I conquer Watchtower Port and build a Mage Tower there, then you can come over... As for now, just stay in the desert watching over our territory. Me leaving here doesn’t mean I’m abandoning it."

"I can keep an eye on the territory for you guys too," the Brass Dragon suddenly interjected.

He had always had designs on Leon’s Molten Lava Lake and Dome Castle, the latter of which he had helped remodel, conforming to his taste. In his mind, the Molten Lava Lake was not as good as his nest in the desert canyon, but staying there for a change of scenery for a few days wouldn’t be bad.

Leon looked at the Brass Dragon, and his expression immediately changed. He had a different attitude with different individuals, saying, "I treat you as a friend, and here you are coveting my property. Such a crime deserves punishment."

"Don’t go too far," the Brass Dragon couldn’t help but jump up in agitation.

Leon smiled. Of course, he wouldn’t actually do anything to the Brass Dragon. If he made it big in Watchtower Port, giving away the Molten Lava Lake to him would be okay.

Leon looked towards the Efreeti and said, "I originally wanted you to go ahead of me, and you didn’t want to... Now that I’m going with you, there shouldn’t be any problems, right?"

Leon remembered when he wanted the Efreeti to go to Watchtower Port ahead of time to try to awaken that dormant volcano, so that whenever he arrived, he could use it at will. However, the Efreeti dared not do it no matter what, because the act of attempting to awaken the volcano near the town would definitely provoke adventurers to subdue him, not to mention the meddlesome Bronze Dragon.

"No problem." Since Leon was going with him, the Efreeti naturally didn’t mind heading to Watchtower Port to help with the volcano transformation. After all, work was the same anywhere; the key point was that he didn’t have much choice—Leon was notifying, not ordering.

Leon finally looked at Cecilia.

"Of course, I have to leave with the master," Cecilia hurriedly said.

"You can stay here," Leon nodded slightly, "Control those Salamanders and Magma Land Sharks, and once we’ve activated the volcano over there, come back and bring the Salamanders and Magma Land Sharks over."

With the Efreeti gone, there would be no one to control the Salamanders and Magma Land Sharks. Tassera could certainly manage them, but as a Storage Dragon, she had no interest in managing them. Hence, the responsibility naturally fell on Cecilia’s shoulders.

"I will listen to whatever the master says," Cecilia was patient too.

"That’s settled then," Leon looked towards the Molten Lava Lake. He had lived here for many years and felt somewhat reluctant to leave, but precisely because of that, he must leave so that the sunk costs wouldn’t continue to rise.

Leon suddenly thought of the past twenty-odd years when he kept running around, and even when settling down at the Molten Lava Lake, he had not thought about proper management, like an adventurer. From now on, it was finally time to start building his powerbase.