Work Prophet
Chapter 195 - 43: Great Harvest

Chapter 195: Chapter 43: Great Harvest

When the smoke cleared, what everyone saw was the image of the Black Dragon lying motionless in a pool of blood.

The huge bloody hole in its eye socket was particularly frightening.

Covered in blood, Jude was holding the Holy Sword, crying like a child.

Ireya’s gaze lingered on him for a few seconds before she shifted it anxiously, searching for another figure.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long for her to spot that familiar black robe on the other side of the Dragon.

The figure was sitting on the grass, looking up at the night sky, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing Li Yu still alive, the girl’s anxious heart finally settled.

She then felt the weight of the armor on her body, having run only half the distance, her lungs felt like they weren’t hers anymore, and her legs seemed as if filled with lead.

The warriors of the Arias family were all silent at that moment, as if petrified, still somewhat unable to believe everything that had happened before their eyes.

The beast that had caused unrest in the western territories, killed many important figures, then withstood thousands of armies, and boasted outside Rock Snow City, forcing many Nobles to abandon their master bedrooms for the safety of dungeons, was truly killed!

Even though they had experienced it all, it still felt like a dream.

However, the corpse of the distant Black Dragon reminded everyone that everything that had just happened was indeed real.

They had done it, they really had!!!

With mortal bodies, they achieved the feat of slaying a Dragon!

Every warrior who participated in this battle and survived would become a legend in the Minstrel’s tales, this achievement would be the glory of their lifetimes, to be recounted over and over to their sons and grandsons.

From then on, whenever they went to a tavern to drink, they wouldn’t even need to bring money, as countless patrons would scramble to pay their tab, just to hear the witnesses tell the tale of tonight’s great battle.

Even after a thousand years, people would still mention their story.

Of course, they all knew why they had survived tonight and ultimately succeeded in their Dragon slaying quest, so the gazes they directed towards the man in black from the Foreign Country were filled with even greater reverence.

Especially since that person had ridden his iron steed at a speed surpassing that of the fastest horse, charging alone towards the Black Dragon, a scene countless people would never forget.

It was the miraculous skills he demonstrated that gave them the power to defeat the giant Dragon.

It was unclear who started it, but someone kneeled on one knee, shouting the name of Saturday’s god, and soon, more and more joined in, falling to their knees together.

Li Yu watched as the faith count on his wristwatch jumped wildly, skyrocketing by three or four hundred within just a short moment.

And this was just right after the battle had ended; the real increase was likely to come tomorrow once the battle results spread.

Witnessing the goddess’s followers defect on the spot and convert to Saturday worship, Ireya, a believer in Pisya and a Lord, showed no intention of stopping it from start to finish.

In fact, Miss Rabbit herself was also contemplating switching sides and joining the Double Rest Sect, having seen through the true nature of the Silver Moon Church after recent crises and Adelle’s expulsion.

Indeed, when it really mattered, only Li Yu and his Double Rest Sect could be relied upon.

Actually, Ireya had been harboring such thoughts for more than a day, but previously, due to the strong political influence of the Silver Moon Church in the West and the fact that most of her subordinates were followers of Pisya, Miss Rabbit, even if she had such thoughts, could not readily act on them.

However, she realized that now might be an excellent opportunity.

After this battle, the Arias Family, riding the success of slaying the giant dragon, would certainly see a great increase in prestige and become unstoppable, and all the nobles of the West would owe a favor to the Arias Family and the Double Rest Sect.

If Ireya announced her conversion to the Double Rest Sect at this time, the Silver Moon Church, no matter how dissatisfied, would not be able to use the power of other families to coerce her to change her mind.

Moreover, after this battle, the number of followers of the Double Rest Sect in Green Field would definitely increase as well, and once she lifted the ban on missionary work for the Double Rest Sect, the number of Saturday followers would inevitably surge, likely soon surpassing the followers of Pisya.

In other words, she now had the conditions and basis to convert to the Sect of Saturday.

Of course, these were matters for later. Miss Rabbit first summoned messengers and had them spread the news of the Black Dragon’s demise to the other families of the West.

Afterward, the young lady’s gaze shifted back to the corpse of the black dragon, her eyes lighting up once again.

When the dragon was alive, it had caused endless headaches for the nobles of the West, but now that it was dead, it seemed all the more pleasing to the eye.

When Miss Rabbit looked at the dragon, it felt like she was looking at a mountain of gold.

Not to mention anything else, just its flesh alone was enough to feed the people in the castle for several days.

Moreover, the young lady had heard from minstrels that the flesh and blood of dragons contained powerful strength; those who consumed them would become exceedingly strong and have exceptional stamina.

As the saying goes, the rich rely on equipment, the poor rely on mutations.

The Arias family was short of money, and the weapons and armor used by the warriors below certainly couldn’t compare to those of the Figrola or the Immanuel Family, so they had to focus more on mutations.

Unfortunately, the results left the Lady somewhat disappointed; whether the flesh and blood of the dragon were consumed raw, cooked, or simply smeared on the body, they had no special effects.

The taste was not inedible, but it certainly could not be considered delicious; because of its low fat content and lean nature, it was quite tough to chew.

Miss Rabbit had eaten it for a few days, not consuming much of the meat, and it had soured her cheeks first.

Even after holding two full-dragon feasts across her territory, calling all the warriors who had participated in the battle, their families to dine heartily, and taking a lot to go, nearly half was still left over.

Fearing that it would spoil, the young lady had people turn the remaining half into jerky for storage.

Although the dragon meat did not meet Ireya’s expectations, the dragon sinews turned out to be the premium material for making bowstrings; Fitzwilliam casually made a few bows and arrows, and the arrows shot from them traveled nearly twice as far as ordinary bows.

Even when compared with the top longbows of the West, the dragon sinew bows still had about a thirty percent longer range.

This data was simply too powerful, almost as if by magic! Imagine, if these bows were used in war, they could allow one’s archers to launch three or four waves of attacks at the start of the battle, severely weakening the opposing troops before they could even get close.

It was just like adding magic!

But perhaps the most valuable were the scales from the body of the black dragon; previously, their hardness had driven the nobles of the West to despair, as even divine weapons forged by Dwarves had a hard time penetrating them.

And now, these treasures belonged to the Arias Family and the Double Rest Sect!