Dragon of Catastrophe

Chapter 46: The Fugitive's Revenge


"Call me Master, remember your status as servants now." Land reminded.

"Yes, yes, esteemed Master."

"I ask you, do you think this dance is beautiful? Answer me honestly."

"Beautiful, beautiful! I've never seen such a gorgeous dance, it seems to bring the femininity and charm to the extreme! This is simply the work of a genius! Amazing! Truly amazing!"

Aganfu praised excitedly.

The other few quickly echoed, bending slightly to prevent their bulge from being obvious.

"I've heard that among humans, many nobles and merchants like to go to the opera house to enjoy songs and dances in their leisure time. What do you think if I send an elf squad there?" Land asked again.

"This... would be fantastic! Those nobles and merchants would definitely fall at their feet! I'm sure any man who sees them once will be completely captivated!

Oh! My mind is filled with images of their pale thighs, graceful dance moves, and enchanting eyes!"

Aganfu's eyes were fixed on the elves.

He was no longer bothering to hide his naked desire.

Thump thump thump~

A deep sound echoed, startling Aganfu and the others. They looked at Land in surprise, seeing the giant dragon crouching down and clapping its forepaws together.

Was it clapping?

"Very good! That's the effect I wanted!

Aganfu! I will train more elves later! Teach them these music and dances.

Then, I want you to take them to human territory and use them to earn money for me! Understand?"

"Rest assured, Master!" Aganfu replied, then added:

"Master, to be honest, I think those elves' clothes are very exquisite! So tempting!

Maybe we can make some slight modifications and sell them to those merchants and nobles, I'm sure they'll love it!"

"Not bad! Aganfu, you definitely have some talent, I'm starting to like you!"

Land's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction.

A dragon and a man, then discussed many business issues and ideas.

Land had the knowledge of the twenty-first century in his previous life as a foundation.

And Aganfu, as a cadre of the Havier Commerce, a world-leading commerce, also indeed had many insights.

The man and the dragon conversed happily, feeling like they had met late in life.

..........

At the same time.

Some underground place where sunlight never reached.

In a cramped space, dwarf warrior Blood Hammer and a human caster quietly stayed together, so close that they could even hear each other's breathing and heartbeat.

It was a long time later.

The human caster spoke softly:

"Blood Hammer Leader, can we go out now?"

"Absolutely not! That giant dragon is vicious and arrogant. I tricked him!

He's definitely furious! I bet he'll send all his minions to search for us on the surface! So we absolutely can't show ourselves!

If we go to the surface and get discovered now, we will have no chance at all to escape! Hold on!

You keep casting magic, I know the way, you just follow my instructions to keep widening the underground passage, we can definitely return!"

Dwarf warrior Blood Hammer replied, extremely cautiously.

The caster obeyed the dwarf warrior, silently casting magic to widen the tunnel according to his instructions.

During this, if they got hungry, they ate some of the dry food they brought.

If they were thirsty, the caster would use water skill magic to provide water resources.

They dug and dug, according to Blood Hammer's estimation, about ten days or so.

In the dark tunnel, a ball of faint yellow light emitted some radiance, illuminating the pitch-black surrounding cave walls.

The mage lay down, somewhat fatigued, his stomach occasionally grumbling with hunger.

"Leader... When... can we go up? The food is finished, if this continues, we might starve to death."

His voice was very faint, sounding weak.

Aside from him, the dwarf Blood Hammer also looked somewhat listless, his gaze constantly scanning the cave walls. Suddenly, he reached out his hand and grabbed towards the caster with incredible speed.

The caster was shocked, but he no longer had the energy to dodge, he could only watch as the dwarf's hand extended towards him!

"Squeak!!!"

With a piercing screech, the dwarf Blood Hammer's hand slipped past the caster's head, then retracted.

At this moment, the caster suddenly saw what was in his opponent's hand: a fist-sized insect, resembling a mole cricket, struggling and squealing in the dwarf's grip.

With a calm expression, the dwarf handed it to the caster: "Eat it."

"You want me to eat a bug?" The caster's breathing paused, but looking at the dwarf's serious eyes, he gritted his teeth, twisted off the bug's head, shoved it into his mouth, and took a bite!

The bug's body burst, splattering a smear of sauce! The caster pinched his nose, enduring the nausea and swallowed it in one gulp.

Meanwhile, the dwarf then opened the gourd he had hanging on his waist, originally used for holding alcohol, which was now filled with quite a number of insects.

Clearly, these were caught during the ten-day underground life!

He unhesitatingly poured some out, stuffed them into his mouth, and feasted heartily...

Thus, another ten days passed.

Only then did they return to the surface.

At this time, they were covered in a foul smell, their hair messy, smeared in mud, and their beards unkempt.

But the warm, vibrant sunlight poured down on them, making them feel a warm glow inside, a delight in surviving a calamity.

They survived! From the clutches of that demon-like giant dragon!

Both of them felt a surge of pride rising in their hearts!

Even you, Evil Dragon, as strong as the Demon God, scoured the entire grassland for us! Still, you can only return disappointed?

As dwarves (humans), our strength may not match the Evil Dragon! But our wisdom is far beyond what you can compare!

Standing on the town's edge, the two, like outcasts, were scrutinized by the crowds.

Within the eyes of these people were full of ridicule, annoyance, disdain.

Even a mother with a child spoke softly to her child:

"Do you see? Child! If you don't obediently listen, you'll turn into those beggars! No clothes to wear, nothing to eat! Reeking all over!"

These comments entered the ears of the caster and dwarf Blood Hammer, but they didn't care.

"Leader! We've finally gotten out! Unfortunately, other companions might have all died at the hands of that Evil Dragon.

The team disbanded? What should we do next?"

The caster sighed, thinking for a while before asking.

"We must take revenge!"

"Revenge? Is that... possible? That Monster Dragon's power is simply not something we can contend with..." The caster was somewhat scared.

"We indeed are not its match! But this world has plenty of people who can handle that Evil Dragon!" The dwarf said.

"You mean?"

"Go to the tavern! Spread our experiences! Just turn the value of the plundered equipment into over a thousand Gold Talers! I don't believe no one will be tempted!

Those top adventurers and nobles have plenty of ways to deal with the Evil Dragon."

"The leader is indeed worthy of being the leader!"

After discussing, the two immediately returned to the inn to clean up and began executing their plan.

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