My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 101 Cat Dragon can also be a dragon

After confirming that he was fully prepared, Roland took a deep breath and signaled Kalia to let him out of the shadows.

As soon as the shadow appeared, a hurricane that could destroy the world swept towards Roland.

Fortunately, the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid blocked this storm. Its high magic resistance turned the gusts of fierce wind like knives into a gentle breeze after falling on the barrier it formed.

This brief contact also made Roland understand one thing.

The lethality of this strong wind is not very high.

It is estimated that its large-scale characteristics weakened its power.

He could feel that the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid's ability to withstand pressure was far from reaching its limit.

Then you can change your strategy.

The next moment, the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, which had originally formed into a ball, began to change shape.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a thin armor that completely fit Roland's body.

Several sharp spikes extended from the soles of Roland's feet, like spiked shoes, helping Roland to stand firmly in place.

After taking damage from a wind blade, Roland used two skills in succession.

The protection of the World Tree, and the Thorns of Thunder.

After the former was launched, the howling gale stopped in an instant.

And the latter...

To be honest, Roland never thought this skill would be so powerful.

Originally, Roland thought this skill was just a multifunctional anti-damage armor.

But now it seems... this power is much more exaggerated than I thought.

Before the counterattack from the primordial rune stone arrived, a huge cloud formed in the sky.

Then, a giant hammer formed by thunder fell rapidly from the clouds, directly flattening the mountain where the dragon was perched.

The roar of thunder and the sound of mountains shattering made Roland's ears ring.

For a moment he thought he was going deaf.

After the storm subsided, fragments of rocks flew everywhere.

Roland, who was standing there using the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid to block the aftermath, looked a little dazed at the moment.

Damn, is this really just anti-armor?

But the battle seems not over yet.

The attack that destroyed the mountain did not seem to kill the dragon, and Roland heard a faint dragon roar.

But at this stage, Roland felt that it was time for him to take a risk.

"Kalia, stay in the shadows and don't come out. Come with me."

After hearing Roland's command, Kalia poked her head out from the shadows: "Hey, do you want to go over?!"

"That Yalong looks dead no matter how you look at it!"

"Let's confirm. And if he's really dead, wouldn't we have to carry the body back and sell it for money?"

"Besides, you won't be in any danger if you stay in the shadows."

Roland complained, then walked straight towards the original location of the mountain.

After jogging for half an hour, Roland finally arrived in front of the "Asian Dragon" which was still half alive.

Apparently, the creature that appeared before Roland was somewhat different from what he had imagined.

Before coming, although he had received information that its physical strength was not high, Roland thought that to be called a sub-dragon, it must be at least five or six meters tall, right?

Especially since Roland had just heard bursts of dragon roars.

If you think like this, the one waiting for you must be a giant.

But what about this little thing in front of me that is not even half as tall as Fram?
To be honest, if it weren't for the little guy still whimpering, Roland would have thought it was a big rock that was blackened by lightning.

Kalia, who was following Roland, also emerged from the shadows. She manipulated the shadow to poke the piece of charcoal and asked, "Don't tell me, this is that... Asian dragon?"

"Obviously, Miss Kalia."

"Um...it's a little different than I imagined."

“It’s not quite what I thought.”

"Then what happens next?"

Roland thought for a moment, then controlled the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid to condense into a sword, ready to stab the little fellow on the head.

What should I do? My buddy is here to do a commission.

And this little guy can make such a big noise. If we are lenient with him, wouldn’t that just be a time bomb?
If you don't kill it and take it back, are you going to take it back and raise it as a pet, squeezing out your ecological niche, Kalia?
"and many more!"

Just as Roland's sword was about to touch the "Asian Dragon's" head, the piece of charcoal suddenly made a sound.

"Please spare my life!!! I didn't mean to, I really didn't mean to, woooooo, woooooo, please let me go!"

"You look so handsome, you must be a good human, different from the others, woo woo."

Looking at the little guy who stretched out a pair of short hands and hugged his thighs tightly, Roland silently put away his sword.

Ah, I can speak.

Ask clearly first.

Don't accidentally fall into the scenario of "beating the younger one to get the older one".

When Kalia saw this, her eyes lit up.

He simply squatted down and poked the little guy's charred skin with his finger.

Roland coughed, motioned for Kalia to step back, then he squatted down and patted the little thing's head.

"You just pretended to be dead, didn't you?"

"Wuwuwu, I won't dare to do it again, just let me go~~~~"

Even after being chopped into this state, he can still act so pitiful in such a loud and colorful way.

Either this guy has some special protective measures, or the information Roland had read before about his weak physical strength was false.

Anyway...

Roland stretched out his right hand and lifted up the unknown creature that was hugging his thigh and howling.

After being picked up, the little guy became completely obedient and even stopped howling.

Then Roland picked it up and took Kalia to find a stone big enough to sit on.

Of course, just in case, Roland used the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid to condense several thin thorns and pierced the little creature's body.

Make sure this thing doesn't have any chance of using magic.

Obviously, Roland's caution was useful.

Because after he did this, the little thing that was originally picked up by him and was about to flutter around suddenly wilted.

Roland grabbed it and shook it, shaking off all the charcoal on it. Only then did he see the true appearance of the thing in front of him.

A white Haji... Oh no, a white cat-like creature.

Given that its size far exceeded that of an ordinary pet cat, Roland decided not to assume its race for the time being.

I have to say that although I have lived in this world for more than ten years, I am no different from the natives.

But he didn't know much about the types of magical beasts in this world.

Kalia obviously didn't recognize the cat's race. She just picked up a branch out of curiosity and poked the cat's armpits every once in a while.

After coughing and stopping Kalia's behavior, Roland put her on the ground.

Of course, the tiny thorns of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid were still embedded in it. The unidentified cat-like creature, also a subdued dragon, now had a very docile expression on its face, staring at Roland with those large, almost adorable eyes.

It was just trying to get away with it, but it didn't see the expression it wanted to see on Roland.

"Now, I'll talk, and you answer. Tell the truth if you don't want to die."

"Oh……"

"very good."

Seeing that his target had obeyed, Roland nodded with satisfaction and began to ask, "Race."

"Race? According to your human classification, it should be a dragon."

"Ok?"

"Ah! No no no no no! I really wasn't lying! I really am a dragon!"

Roland looked at the silly cat who was about to burst into tears and glanced at Kalia beside him.

He knew that in this regard, Kalia, who grew up with Fram, might know more than her.

"Ah, asking me?" Kalia pointed at herself.

"It's just you and me here."

"Well, what this little guy said might be true." Kalia said, taking out a bag of preserved fruits from somewhere and started eating.

"Although I don't know what species it is, it can speak human language."

"No, that's not quite accurate... What did the old woman say?"

"Oh, right, ahem. As special high-level magical beasts, dragons are born with the ability to communicate with all things."

"Their roars and language will be automatically transformed by the power of nature into a language that the target of the conversation can understand."

Seeing Kalia imitating Fram's tone and speaking the conclusion, Roland asked in return, "Can you conclude this based on that?"

"Almost." Kalia nodded. "Although this little fellow doesn't look as majestic as a dragon at all, and isn't quite like the one in the legend."

"But since we can understand what it says, it must be correct."

"Okay...just take it as it is."

Roland turned his head, looked at the trembling Silly Cat, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Why cause such a widespread storm?"

"Think about this question first."

Feeling Roland's undisguised murderous aura, and thinking about the freely transforming thorns already within his body, Silly Cat shuddered violently, then tremblingly said, "I, I don't know why I'm here..."

"I was lying in the sun on Dragon Island, and then I saw a strange blue light on the beach. I went up and touched it, and then I came here."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't rush into it! I haven't finished talking yet!"

After calming down Roland who was about to attack, Silly Cat continued to talk about his tragic experience.

"After reaching this mountain, I found that my dragon body was gone and turned into this. There were also several demons surrounding me. They almost killed me. Wuwuwuwu."

"Luckily, the protective spell my father left me was activated in time and blew those demons away. Otherwise, I would have been turned into dragon jerky by now, wuwuwu."

After listening to this, Roland asked, "You mean the demons? You encountered the demons here?"

"Yes, they are definitely demons. They all have horns on their heads, and they have demon-specific familiars for combat. I won't make a mistake. We were taught about this in school."

"Is this giant storm a means of self-defense your father left for you?"

"Ah."

"What about you? Do you still have any fighting ability now?" Roland continued to ask.

"...You know, a dragon's fighting power mainly comes from its physical body and dragon spells."

"But I don't have a dragon body now, and without a dragon body I can't release the dragon language."

"If we must talk about combat ability... can I just stretch out my claws and scratch you twice?"

As he spoke, the silly cat waved his claws.

Roland took a long breath and then said, "Two last questions."

"How did you block my attack just now?"

"Secondly, what's your name?"

"You're asking my name now?" Silly Cat said, his expression completely humane. "My name is Nash, Nash Stormfang."

"As for blocking the attack... I have a death-substitution rune bound to my soul. Otherwise, what you see is not me being hacked to pieces like a piece of charcoal, but a piece of charcoal."

After getting the answer he wanted, Roland put away the spike of Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid.

"Okay Nash, I think we can talk about the demons."

"Let's assume what you said is true. In other words, there are demons in the heart of the empire, such as Blackthorn Territory, who used a summoning ritual to bring you from Dragon Island."

"Then these demons failed, and you were saved by the protective spell you left behind. Then the storm suddenly arose..."

As he spoke, Roland seemed to have colluded with something.

Connected a clue from long ago.

He looked at Kalia and asked, "Kalia, when you were tricked into taking the secret key to the capital, where did the assassination begin?"

"Hey, you guy, this is clearly the chat record between us when we first met, how could you have forgotten it?"

"Ahem, just checking."

Kalia tutted, then replied, "After we left Blackthorn Territory."

"Then it seems to be correct..."

Considering that Kalia was designed by the Chaos Brotherhood from the beginning, according to their plan, Kalia would be hunted down by them and go to Riskan and the Royal Capital successively, and finally induce Kalia's ability to go out of control in the Royal Capital.

Then why didn’t you start hunting them down when they were in Blackthorn Territory?
Why do we have to wait until we get out of the Blackthorn Territory before we start chasing him?
Now these questions seem to have answers.

But why are there demons here?

Moreover, Roland also realized at this time that among the people who issued this commission or provided the commission information, there must be demons.

Otherwise, where did the information about his weak body come from?

Visual estimation? That has to be visible.

How can you possibly see the true form of this little cat dragon named Nash without rushing into the center of the storm?
Since you can break into the center of the storm, why don’t you just kill this “Asian Dragon” whose combat power is almost zero?
Kalia can handle this guy with her bare hands.

Well, there are more and more problems when it comes to being a commission.

Not to mention Brother Tongzi’s system tasks, now even the demons have appeared.

Seeing Roland fall silent, Silly Cat raised his paw. "Well... do you want to continue the topic of the demons?"

"Go on, how much do you know?"

"I do not know anything."

"..."

Roland picked up the cat speechlessly and threw it into Kalia's arms: "Here you go. It's at least a dragon. When you get back to the capital, ask Ms. Fram if there's any way to send it back to Dragon Island."

"Maybe I can even get some benefits back, so this commission won't be in vain."

"As for now, I think it would be best if we return to the capital to report on the demons."

As soon as he finished speaking, Roland noticed that both Kalia, who was holding the cat, and the cat's eyes looked a little strange.

Roland was alert and flashed away from his original position. Then, a huge fist made of stone fell on the place where Roland had just stood, and even the ground shook.

Roland turned around suddenly and saw a stone statue at least five meters tall standing behind him.

Behind it, more stone giants were slowly approaching this place.

(End of this chapter)