Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 63 The Beautiful and the Uncertain

The blood-red sky of the abyss will seem particularly low if you stare at it for too long. Even if you are standing in an endless wasteland, you will still feel suffocated.

Ruger looked at the ruins behind him that almost filled a crack in the ground, and then looked at the several twisted and strangely shaped trees in the distance.

Maybe I could go back and ask the half-man for advice, he thought.

He waved his hand to open a space door. The position of the space gap on this side of the abyss could not be changed, so next time he came, he would probably still be able to see this ruin. He didn't know how long it would take for the environment of the abyss to smooth out all traces.

He stepped inside, and the illusory door disappeared.

Not knowing how Old Gold Teeth was doing, he decided to see Old Gold Teeth first after returning. If the old dog-headed man was fine, then he could make preparations. In addition, he didn't know whether the half-man would like the extra gift he gave him. One old boot in exchange for two things, buy one get one free, which is definitely a good deal.

Honestly, he had been waiting to find the purer dragon blood mentioned in the diary, discarding the unnecessary and retaining only the powerful essence. However, this experience made him think of a situation: if he was trapped in a place where he couldn't open any spatial objects, or trapped in a state where he was completely unable to move, how long would his short kobold lifespan last? So he planned to try one last time with the half-human. If that didn't work, he would use the dragon blood in the bedroom space to complete the transformation into a dragonborn kobold.

He stood in the abyssal bedroom, looking at the pile of debris at his feet. In the end, he took this unique succubus scholar into the space, inviting her to visit the catacombs, but in the form of debris.

The pile of books that I collected with great effort also turned into dust, but fortunately they were just a pile of idle books.

He walked out of the space door and looked at his simple three-sided transparent house. He felt that it was a thousand times more reassuring than any big castle.

He habitually picked up a long stick and slung it over his shoulder, humming a random tune as he staggered towards Old Gold Tooth. To someone unfamiliar with him, they would think he was just an ordinary, slightly short dog-headed man, and the random tune he hummed might be due to food stuck in his throat.

Halfway through the journey, he thought about it and chose another fork in the road, a road leading to the Holy Lord's Cave.

It was just as he expected.

As soon as he arrived near the Holy Lord's Cave, he heard Old Gold Teeth's voice. He saw a huge fire being built lavishly in the open space in front of the Holy Lord's Cave. A huge underground beast was cut into several parts and was being roasted around the fire. What surprised Ruger even more was not only these dog-headed men with clear division of labor, but also the smell of spices wafting over.

"Aisijin, keep an eye on them. Don't give them any more. Be frugal and be smart! Master loves barbecue, so let's practice making delicious barbecue. These goodies from Pointy Ears are all for Master. You're only able to enjoy them this time thanks to Master..."

Apart from Old Gold Teeth, it is difficult to find a dog-headed man here who can speak so many words at once.

Ruger even suspected that Old Gold Teeth just wanted to have fun talking, and few of the dog-headed men who were turning the barbecue could understand everything he said, especially those who were drooling.

"Aisijin, you will eat first. You must taste each one to see if it is as delicious as the last time you and the master ate it."

Old Gold Tooth continued giving instructions as he walked around the fire.

Ruger did not rush forward. He stood in the shadow of the intersection and watched everything in front of him with a smile. The flickering firelight made the place look particularly bright.

After saying that, Old Gold Teeth turned around again and returned to a stone that was not in front of the big cave before. The tall body of the Dragonborn Gnoll suddenly lay down on it. Two Gnolls who had been waiting by the stone immediately stepped forward and began to knead and beat Old Gold Teeth's legs and arms.

Bald Tooth and Dashaheng stood on both sides of the stone where Old Gold Tooth was lying like bodyguards.

"Nice treat, Old Gold Tooth."

Luger walked out from the side.

His words startled Old Gold Tooth, who leaped from his perch. Then, Ai Sijin, her eyes tearing from the smoke, strode toward him. "Brother Ruger, grill some meat," Ai Sijin happily handed over a piece of meat.

Ruger took a big bite of it. It tasted average and was a little hot, but it was still a great pleasure to eat.

"Master, you have been away for a long time this time! I, Old Gold Teeth, miss you a little bit, hehe." Old Gold Teeth came over and said.

Bald Tooth and Dashaheng also came over and looked at Ruger in awe.

Ruger naturally didn't believe Old Gold Teeth's teasing at all, but when he saw the looks on the faces of Bald Tooth, Dashaheng and the dog-headed men in the distance, he could already guess that Old Gold Teeth must have boasted a lot about him while he was away.

After sitting down beside the stone, Ruger enjoyed the service of other gnolls for the first time. The barbecued meat was cut into pieces by Aisijin and placed in a large bowl made of the skull of an underground beast. A group of gnolls were busy, and barbecued meat of various degrees of heat was brought to him one by one, with different spices on top for him to taste.

"This is the spoils we got from the elves. I've chased them all away," Old Gold Teeth said with a smile, stuffing meat into his mouth. "The Red Horn Tribe's Kobold King heard you're a wise man and wants to meet you. It's all because of Bald Tooth saying you're a rare Kobold spellcaster. But don't worry, I know you don't want to go because it's too much trouble. I also chased that messenger away. The Red Horn Tribe has officially declared war on those pointy-eared people, so they won't be able to take care of our little place anytime soon."

"I heard from those pointy-eared people that the Red Horn Tribe has accumulated more power than imagined, enough to threaten the two nearby city-states owned by the pointy-eared people. Those city-states have many slaves under their control, so if the momentum goes wrong, it will be very troublesome."

Old Jin Ya ate meat with a smile, and seemed very satisfied with his current life.

"Were you injured in the battle?" Luger asked.

"At one point, one of the pointed ears pierced my butt, but it healed quickly and I didn't feel any pain at all..."

Old Jin Ya reached under the stone and pulled out a few black things.

"Master, this is called Crying Mushroom Wine. I only tasted a little bit secretly and saved it all for you." Old Gold Teeth said as he handed over a few black water bags, which seemed to be another specialty of the elves.

Ruger took it in surprise and took a sip. It was a sweet little sweet drink with a light taste of earth and a hint of mushroom fragrance.

He immediately waved his hand and put away half of it.

While he was eating and drinking, he kept an eye on Old Gold Teeth and the transformation of the Dragonborn Kobold, and there seemed to be no problem.

He turned to look at Aisijin and Dashaheng. Aisijin seemed unsatisfied with the taste of the meat and was still pondering it, while Dashaheng was just quietly eating the meat. When the other kobolds around them also started eating the meat, the scene became chaotic, they sometimes screamed and sometimes quarreled, there was no moment of silence.

In the past, Luger hated this kind of noise, but now he found it inexplicably okay. Of course, the premise was that he couldn't stay there for long.

After eating and drinking, he put some barbecue into his storage bag.

Before leaving, he told Aisijin and Dashaheng not to run around, as he might come looking for them at any time. The two dog-headed men nodded obediently.

Ruger planned to take them with him when he transformed and become dragonborn kobolds together.

Of course, he had to first determine if there was a way to obtain purer dragon blood from the half-humans.

After going around in circles, the crossroads appeared in front of us again, and the big rock was still there.

(End of this chapter)