The bard fantasized again.

Chapter 90 utterly boring (Seeking first subscriptions of 12,712,000 words)

"Could it be that eating eggshells is the right thing to do?"

Tang Qi blinked, unable to immediately discern whether it was because Kuru had swallowed the eggshell that the amethyst dragon in front of him was unable to display its instincts as a dragon.

Or perhaps it's simply because it's underdeveloped and hasn't awakened the ability of [Dragon Breath].

Regardless, this is good news for them.

It was, after all, a newborn dragon, and had lost its breath attack, a weapon capable of widespread destruction. Even disregarding Kuru, the three of them could easily deal with it.
"I thought you were really capable, but all you did was fart!"

Tang Qi swept down the chords, cursed along with the melody, then turned to look at the dawn.

"Go and deliver the final blow, and I'll record your achievement!"

Poets' motivation also requires a methodology—

To reignite the fighting spirit of the shattered stone, the best way is to mock him mercilessly.

When he's so angry he's practically blowing his beard and glaring, a skull is like a block of tofu to him.

When facing the dawn, one must use glory as a lure.

Although it is only a fledgling dragon, it is a giant dragon species that has not appeared in thousands of years. The challenge to it alone is enough to make people talk about it.

They might hurl a few insults over there, but then offer encouragement over here.

The battle couldn't be easier.

"Alas, we bards are truly amazing!"

Tang Qi couldn't help but hum softly.

Honor is power.

The song seemed to invigorate the spirit of dawn.

This allowed the headless horseman to vaguely recall the moment when he was young, standing on a cliff, piercing the throat of a griffin with his longsword, and shaving off its bones.

The passion and impulsiveness of that time seem to have traversed the long river of time, flowing along the lines of her muscles and onto her body now—

Wait, it seems like there's not a single drop of blood on her body?

"Send me up!"

With a shout, Chenxi turned and ran towards the rubble.

The experienced warrior immediately understood her intention and raised the tower shield high above his head—

It's a height that can be reached with a single step at dawn.

"[Shield Charge]!"

The immense impact shook her calves, and combined with her own strength, propelled her to a height of over ten meters in an instant.

The advantage that the amethyst dragon had when it was flying in mid-air vanished in an instant.

"Ugh!"

It realized that its breath attack was unsuccessful, and decided to leave without looking back, so it flew into the depths of the forest.

But the shadow of dawn instantly enveloped its slender body.

Little Dragon never imagined that the two-legged creature in front of him, which clearly had no wings, could still jump in front of him!
With no way to avoid it, the only option was to flap its thin wings, creating a repulsive force to block the broken sword.

But the inspired dawn will not miss this only opportunity—

The smooth blade slammed heavily onto the little dragon's head, causing it to fall to the ground like a meteor. With a loud "boom," the impact even created a sizable crater.

"boom!"

She landed almost simultaneously next to the little dragon, who was seeing stars.

He kneels on one knee, clenches his left fist and slams it into the ground, while holding the broken sword horizontally with his right hand.

He's so dashing that all he's missing from being a hero who saves lives is a thick, dazzling cloak.

Yes, the landing was perfect!
"We can figure out the pose later, let's grab it first!"

The little dragon was clearly dizzy, yet it was still able to use gravity to try to distance itself from the dawn that was 'the hero's arrival'.

Tang Qi always felt a sense of helplessness in taking care of children.

Chenxi also suddenly came to her senses and quickly reached out to grab Xiaolong's hind legs.

But just as she stood up, a crisp "crack" suddenly rang out from her ankle and knee—

Losing the support of her lower limbs, she fell to the ground, her helmet crashing into the ditch with a thud.

The black mist that had been lingering around her neck burst forth, and her inner voice turned panicked and disoriented:
"I think my leg is broken!"

"You used to have osteoporosis!?"

Although Tang Qi knew from the start that she was fragile, he never expected her to be so vulnerable.

This may be related to the fact that an ordinary [Flesh Golem] could not contain her powerful soul.

But he still wondered if it was possible for Desce to crawl out and complete the assembled corpse.

But no matter what, Tang Qi dared not waste any time; with a flick of his finger, the music continued.

"A gentle evening breeze suddenly blew, and night had already fallen."

Roses adorn the bedside table, and a song lulls you to sleep—

As the gentle bass vibrated, the little dragon, about to flee, suddenly realized that the fern leaves beneath its feet had begun to sway in the wind.

Rose petals, delicate and soft, which should not have appeared in this forest, seemed to drift into its ear in an instant, carried by the evening breeze and moonlight.

It had just awakened from its long slumber, yet drowsiness urged its eyelids to slowly droop.

With its limited energy, it could only find a broad fern leaf, use it as a blanket, and sleep lightly on the damp soil.

When an enemy target is exhausted, the [Sleep] spell, which ignores the will of the creature and manipulates its instinctive drowsiness, becomes extremely effective.

Although they were dozens of meters apart, the spell's range enveloped the dawn as well.

Fortunately, undead creatures are immune to dormancy.

"Stone Breaker, keep an eye on the remaining eggshells, don't let that Kuru steal them!"

Tang Qi quickly ran towards the camp.

The gravel grabbed Kuru, who was slowly crawling towards the eggshell.

Holding it by the neck, the dog-headed man was unable to move and could only groan and wave his hands haphazardly.

Then she turned to Tang Qi and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"The Sleep Spell only lasts for one minute. I need to find something to soothe it!"

Although they have developed some disagreements with Xiaolong, they haven't reached the point of hatred yet.

Therefore, there is still room for easing the situation.

Tang Qi had no intention of squandering this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

So, with a nervous heart, he hurriedly ran to the center of the camp and yanked open the girls' tent.

"Tang Qi?"

Tang Qi discovered that Kuru was secretly worshipping his 'ancestors' on his way back to camp.

So it hasn't actually been long since the two parted ways.

Upon seeing Tang Qi barge in without even a greeting, Catherine's already lingering blush instantly turned a deep cherry red.
"Do...do I need to wash again?"

Tang Qi also woke Anbi from her deep sleep. The little girl rubbed her sleepy eyes, and her two droopy ears twitched.

"What are you washing?"

"Ahem, it's nothing."

Tang Qi feigned seriousness, walked to Catherine's side, listened to her rapid, pounding heartbeat, and quickly said...
"Catherine, may I... possibly borrow something from you?"

"what do you want?"

Catherine's voice was soft.

She didn't even know what else he could borrow.

Tang Qi scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

Time waits for no one, and no matter how embarrassed he was to speak up, he had to say it:
"Your ring."

Catherine then realized that Tang Qi had something important to do this time.

The blush faded, and she quickly retrieved the ring from the crevice in the deep valley, placing it in Tang Qi's palm:

"Of course." After all, it was an heirloom left by her parents, Tang Qi tried to explain:

"It might take a while to borrow it."

"It's alright, take it."

Catherine shook her head, without even asking why.

"You're not going to throw it away anyway, right?"

"Of course, I will always keep it with me."

"Since it won't get lost, it must be able to be of maximum use in your hands, right?"

Since she couldn't help, the only thing she could do was not cause any trouble.

A young girl's meticulousness is always so understanding:

"Besides, I've been wanting to take it off for a while now. So you won't have to hear everything I'm thinking, which would be very embarrassing..."

Thinking of the enchanting moments of the past few days, she felt her cheeks burning again, and she murmured softly.
"If I let you know everything, isn't that the same as cheating?"

"hiss……"

If it weren't for the fact that one minute wasn't enough time and there was a little girl lying next to him, Tang Qi vowed he would have washed again.

But he was indeed busy at the moment, and could only quickly grasp Catherine's fingers and solemnly say:

"I will definitely take good care of it."

Immediately afterwards, it quickly lifted the curtain and tried to run back to the location of the dragon egg.

In an instant, only two girls remained in the tent, staring at each other in bewilderment.

"elder sister."

Ambition looked at Catherine with some confusion.
Your ears are so red.

Catherine parted a few strands of hair to cover her ears: "It's just the color of my hair."

The little girl narrowed her eyes and finally asked the question that had been lingering in her heart for many days:
"Sister, you and Brother Tang Qi have been acting really strange lately. Back in the tavern, you never bathed every day..."

"That's because the tavern is too busy and there isn't enough time for bathing!"
Okay, go to sleep! Kids shouldn't ask so many questions!

Ambly blinked, wondering if her sister's response was a little too enthusiastic.
Not right.

Something is very wrong!
"My sister never taught Ambition to lie..."

As she spoke, she quickly rolled the blankets up even tighter before Catherine could scold her.
"Ambly is a good girl, it's time for bed!"

Seeing her obedient appearance, Catherine couldn't say anything more in her shame and indignation.

She simply straightened the halter top that had slipped off her snow-white shoulders.

He slowly rose, lifted the curtain, and gazed into the distance beyond the camp.

An indescribable emotion welled up in her heart, causing her to instinctively touch her chest:
"Strange, it's just giving him the ring, it shouldn't be anything special."

But why...?

On the contrary, I felt less at ease.

She still couldn't come up with an answer.

Tang Qi couldn't give her an answer either.

Because he had already put the ring around Xiaolong's neck—

Seemingly enhanced by a magical effect, the [Heart Ring] became incredibly resilient, firmly adhering to its still relatively soft, dark purple scales.

Based on its current performance, it should indeed be the [Amethyst Dragon].

Only with age will the scales gradually become as vibrant and lustrous as amethyst, refracting a dazzling light.

"But what are those markings on its forehead... I've never heard of amethyst dragons having dark markings on their bodies?"

Shattered Stone snorted coldly:
"If your college knew everything, would the bards have ended up in this state?"

Besides, are you sure that putting this ring on it will make it behave?

Tang Qi said matter-of-factly:
"Of course not—when did wearing a ring guarantee fidelity? You can't even do that in marriage, okay?"

“I can do it.” Chenxi took a step forward, kneeling.

"You should fix your leg first."

Tang Qi couldn't help but point to her ankle.
"I'm ordering you to take better care of your body. You've already used up two bottles of [Recovery Gel] in the last two weeks!"

When the topic of financial hardship comes up, the woman who loves to squander money will instinctively turn her helmet away.

It's as if that will make it so you can't hear it.

Tang Qi sighed. After all, it was his personal decision to capture the little dragon that made the decision, so it wasn't easy to criticize him. Instead, he explained:

"The reason why blank paper is useful is because it can create countless possibilities."

I don't believe there's anyone in this world who can 'tame' a dragon.

Fortunately, it is still a newborn life.

Its values ​​haven't been formed yet, and no one has taught it anything, so it can still be full of curiosity about the world.

So this 'blank sheet' gave me an opportunity to intervene in its growth.

To seize this opportunity, "a bridge for communication" is more important than anything else.

The two people wearing these rings will unconsciously feel closer and perceive each other's place and feelings.

'Closeness' is the prerequisite for establishing connections between each other.

Tang Qi hopes to build a deeper bond with this little dragon.

Even if dragons have incredibly long lifespans, my own lifespan may be short, and I am destined not to be able to accompany them to the end of their lives.

But at least it can help it get through the 15-year juvenile stage.

I wasn't even forty years old at that time.

Once raised until adolescence, the little dragon will become an indispensable fighting force for one's adventures.

Of course, the most important reason is still—

It will become a true dragon!

Tang Qi couldn't imagine what it would be like many years later when he would ride a giant dragon, soaring through the sky, crossing oceans, and finally landing on the monument at the Poets' Academy.

How many bards would cast envious glances at him?

How far will his fame grow?
"Damn it, I couldn't help but fantasize again..."

……

Pluto was daydreaming again.

He fantasized that he was Don Qi Weinberger.

Leaving behind the closed-off, conservative academy of poets, he embarked on an adventurous voyage, thus beginning his extraordinary life:
"That dull guy, did he actually do it?"

July 4, 1000 of the Lost Calendar, Dawn Forest, Sunny.

I only have two things to write about today.

First, after 24 days, I finally led three hundred civilians from Xingmei Town out of the Dawn and Dusk Forest.

Perhaps, it's finally time to say goodbye to this tiring journey—

Longjin City is just a stone's throw away.

Looking at the starlight-like words on the stone tablet, Pluto felt a tightness in his chest, unable to tell whether it was jealousy or envy.

If it were him who left the academy, could he have done the same righteous thing as Tang Qi?
he does not know.

But this complex emotion vanished instantly upon seeing the next line of text—

Pluto opened his mouth, first looking at the small emerald green snake coiled around his waist, swimming and moving back and forth.

Then, he looked up at the inscription on the stone tablet.

His gaze darted back and forth several times, but he couldn't bring himself to speak for a long time.
"Indeed, whether you are happy or not depends on who you compare yourself to."

Secondly, I raised a dragon.

A giant dragon!

"Compared to him, do I even deserve to be called a bard?"
Damn, this is so boring...

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