Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 13 Dragon and Dog

The light threads rose in a spiral shape, although very slowly, but they were indeed swaying and growing vigorously on Old Gold Tooth's body. From a distance, the old dog-headed man lying on the ground looked like a large pool of abnormally growing bean sprouts.

Ruger looked at Old Gold Fang, staring at the glowing threads.

It's a pity that he is not a powerful wizard yet. If he were a formal wizard, no... maybe, as long as there is a high-level wizard apprentice, or a wizard apprentice who has studied in this area, he can get rid of these light threads, he thought.

Aisijin's face was filled with anxiety, but her tearful eyes were filled with desolation, as if she had already accepted the outcome. The kobold girl hadn't even noticed Ruger's strength yet, which was inexplicably great enough to hold her, and she hadn't realized that he could actually carry two of their burly kobolds. In the past, she would have been curious and asked questions non-stop.

Seeing Aisijin's anxious gaze from time to time, he turned to look at Dashaheng.

The kobold girl wouldn't ask him to move this smelly, heavy thing over for no reason.

Dashaheng had been put to the ground and was sitting weakly.

When he noticed his gaze looking at him, Dashaheng actually started to tremble. If the blood on his body had not already matted his fur into a ball and the hair on his back had not been almost worn off, this guy would have been scared to death.

Without waiting for Aisijin to speak, Dashaheng stretched out his hand tremblingly, but still did not dare to look up at the shortest figure next to him.

Ai Sijin took out a simple animal tooth dagger.

Under Ruger's curious gaze, he began to bleed Dashaheng's fingers.

Unfortunately, after three times, the wound healed without much bleeding.

"Let me do it."

Ruger seemed a little excited, as if he had discovered a new and interesting book to read.

"Big guy, bear with it..." He took the animal tooth dagger.

With the effect of his Bull Power spell still on, he could definitely cut a big hole easily.

When Dashaheng heard this, his shoulders trembled and he buried his head so hard that his expression could not be seen.

Was this extraordinary healing ability also the effect of that magical fruit? He began to develop a stronger interest in this black fruit whose true appearance he had never seen.

"Feed this blood to Old Gold Tooth?" he said.

Ai Sijin nodded vigorously.

He approached, took out his long staff, and placed one end against Old Gold Teeth's mouth. He then pulled Dashaheng's severed hand over, and blood dripped down the tilted staff into the old kobold's mouth. Although the wizard's apprentice was unlikely to be infected by something like this, which would only be contracted after prolonged contact with ordinary kobolds, he still didn't want to get too close.

The old kobold just grinned, seeming to find it all quite amusing.

Among the indifferent, inhuman but not as emotionally sincere group of the Gnolls, Old Gold Teeth was surprised and happy to find that there were three younger generations of his tribe accompanying him before he died.

As blood dripped.

The old dog-headed man's complexion had improved visibly.

This was also what Ruger was happy to see. On the one hand, it was to test the effect of the blood, and on the other hand, he really wanted to have a chat with Old Gold Teeth.

He had actually heard the sun from this old kobold's mouth; it was incredible. And while the old kobold's clear and coherent speech was a bit annoying due to his nagging, it was definitely not something a kobold who had always stayed here could possess. Now that he thought about it, some of what Aisijin had said, such as the rarity of insect people in this area, must have come from this old gold-toothed man.

Ruger also noticed that there was actually a gold tooth in the old dog-headed man's grinning mouth, which shouldn't appear.

The main reason for Lao Jin Ya's improvement was due to the healing of his injuries, but the light threads on his body showed no signs of weakening.

"Oh, that's great. This is great. I can live for a while longer." Old Gold Teeth grinned, pulled off the light thread on his chin and threw it into his mouth, just like playing with a straw.

The light thread did not change, and Dashaheng's wound had begun to heal.

Luger did not cut again like a devil.

It is enough.

He put away the long stick, faced Old Gold Tooth, and sat on the ground.

"The dog-headed man who gave birth to the light thread should not live long enough to be hungry again, right?" He looked at the old dog-headed man with a sharp gaze.

"Hehe! A rare kobold sage, you are Aisijin's friend. Then come and see how long I have lived? Look at my beard, my ears, my toes. Your clever little head has never seen anything like this. If you haven't seen anything, no matter how smart you are, it's useless. I am different from those kobolds who died quickly. I once served a dragon and was imbued with its breath..."

Old Jin Ya moved the silk grass stems in his mouth, and seemed to be lost in distant memories for a moment.

"Yeah, but I failed in the end. I didn't transform into a dragonborn kobold, and I'm still small, but my brain has become smarter. I'm the smartest in the clan, no, I should say the smartest in the tribe. They asked me to deal with those long-eared black elves. A strong tribe will not be enslaved by those elves. The ore we dug had to be traded in exchange for good things. Dealing with those black pointed ears taught me a lot."

Old Jin Ya looked very proud, with the grass stems circling around his mouth.

"That's something you haven't seen before. Although I'm not a true Dragonborn Kobold, it will still take some time for this glowing thing to defeat me..."

The words spoken by Old Gold Teeth made Ruger's heart skip a beat. Aisijin also sat aside and listened. Only Dashaheng was even weaker after bleeding, so he leaned against the wall of the cave and closed his eyes to rest.

The old dog-headed man looked into Ruger's eyes, as if trying to see something in them.

"You know what? Even the weakest dragonborn kobold can live for a very long time, live to the point of being hungry countless times, and live to be no weaker than those dark pointed ears."

The old dog-headed man moved his lips and pointed a straw at the big fool who was curled up on the side to rest.

"This big fellow has the scent of a dragonborn kobold, but it's very, very weak. Extremely weak... I need to drink deep gulps of his blood to feel it. He must have eaten something tainted with the aura of a dragon, but dragonborn kobold blood doesn't have such miraculous healing powers... It's a pity that there was too little of that stuff. He missed this opportunity, just like I failed. If I had been that strong when I was young, I would have succeeded."

Seeing Ruger's eager eyes, Old Gold Teeth said, "You can't do it either. You absolutely can't do it. You're too skinny. A skinny dog-headed man means you have too little dragon blood. Even if I stuff you behind a giant dragon's butt and bury you in dragon dung, you won't succeed."

Luger opened his mouth, but rationally did not refute.

"Why don't you eat bug meat?"

He asked the question he had always wanted to ask, and refused to eat the easily available insect meat, which was a very unnatural act for a kobold.

He even had to starve himself in the end. This could not be explained simply by taste, even though Old Gold Teeth was a special dog-headed man who was closer to humans than to beasts.

(End of this chapter)