Chapter 32: Chapter 032 The Giant Dragon’s Dwelling
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The giant dragon keenly perceived Richard’s malicious intent, quickly swinging its tail to block Richard’s view.
Richard had no choice but to look at the airspace behind where the giant dragon had flown, then noticed there was no contrail.
This was a bit peculiar.
Generally speaking, when a jet engine plane travels through the air, the engine sprays high-temperature gases laden with water vapor backward. If the surrounding temperature is relatively low, these hot and humid gases rapidly mix with the surrounding air, quickly cooling and abruptly increasing in humidity. Coupled with the expelled particulate matter, it quickly condenses to form an aircraft contrail, colloquially known as a contrail line.
But this phenomenon was absent with the giant dragon, perhaps because the surrounding temperature wasn’t low enough, or maybe… it was flying by some unknown third method, such as… magic.
The “Monroe Chapter” seemed to have recorded a First Circle High Order Magic, which included an anti-gravity spell that enabled creatures to fly.
So the giant dragon was really…
Richard looked at the giant dragon and asked aloud, “Gregory, let me ask you, just now when you breathed fire, did you use Dragon Breath, or was it a so-called spell? If it was a spell, then it means you’re also something like a spellcaster, right?
In that case, your internal structure should be similar to that of a wizard and possess a Magic Origin type structure, so is your flight comprised of using magic?”
“Roar!” the giant dragon vocalized, yet did not answer, replying with a buzz instead, “Boy called Richard, you’ve asked me so many questions, may I first ask you a question?”
“Hmm?” Richard heard this, his eyes flashed, he nodded, “Of course.”
The giant dragon was about to speak.
But the next moment, Richard said, “But your first question has already been asked, Gregory.”
“…” Silence, the giant dragon named Gregory was silent for a long time, seeming to react to Richard’s words, as if enduring a roar. After a long while, it buzzed again, “Then can I ask you two questions?”
Richard said, “You can, but… that’s your second one already.”
“…Then can I ask you four questions?”
“You can. But you’ve finished asking again.”
“Nonsense, when? I clearly asked you only three questions.”
“…” Silence, a long silence, Richard could clearly feel Gregory’s massive body trembling. In fact, Richard had already known what the other wanted to ask and purposely acted this way to prevent the opponent from succeeding.
However, Gregory, confronted with frustration, didn’t want to give up easily, so it roared, “Then can I ask you ten questions?!”
In Gregory’s view, surely now there’s no way.
But Richard’s solution was simple, he replied airily, “No.”
“I… roar roar roar!” Gregory was about to lose his temper; he originally hoped to solve this problem in a gentlemanly manner, but now he couldn’t be bothered anymore, shouting, “Damn boy named Richard, I don’t care whether you agree or not! I must tell you once again, you are now my captive, I have kidnapped you! I’m going to take you to my daughter. If you dare not to listen, or dare to speak nonsense again, I will roast you first and then throw you down from the sky. Understand?!”
Richard raised an eyebrow slightly, and just when Gregory thought Richard had settled down, he heard Richard slowly speak, “Speaking of which, someone who is kidnapped should be called a hostage, or a victim. Someone captured after losing a battle or surrendering is called a prisoner. These are not the same concept, right?
Furthermore, regarding threats, it’s ultimately a threat to one’s life. But a person has only one life, even if you roast me and throw me down, I won’t die twice. So why do repetitive work? Selecting one method for threat seems simpler.
“Enough! Roar!” At this moment, if possible, Gregory would have undoubtedly covered his own ears, but he couldn’t, so he could only roar to cover Richard’s voice.
At this moment, Gregory regretted, regretting why he had kidnapped Richard. Perhaps immediately throwing Richard off was a better choice, so…
Gregory’s slit dragon eye slowly turned…
The blazing red sunset sank towards the western horizon.
Above a forest, the giant dragon Gregory flew, persistently buzzing, “Shut up! Roar! Shut up! Roar…”
This was the solution it finally thought of – to prevent Richard from talking and asking questions as long as it made louder noises than Richard.
Richard, sitting on its back, showed a slightly helpless expression. Looking at the lush forest below, his eyes flashed, and he muttered to himself, “We’ve left the Blue Lion Kingdom by over a thousand miles. This should be another kingdom or empire, so…”
“Roar! Shut up! Roar! Shut up…”
Suddenly, as Gregory flapped its wings and dove downward, Richard turned his head to see an immense black castle standing on a not-so-high mountain in the forest.
“Hmm? Do dragons not reside in caves but in castles? Although it’s different from legend, it does make sense…”
“Roar! Shut up! Roar! Shut up…”
Gregory’s massive body landed atop the mountain, its limbs making huge dents in the ground, and did the first thing it could think of – shaking its body vigorously to throw Richard off.
It would be best if he landed awkwardly on the ground. Gregory thought revengefully.
But he was disappointed.
With the Wind Light Spirit enveloped on him, Richard gently landed on the ground, carrying his suitcase.
Gregory gave a glance, disdainfully turned his head, then shrank his entire body, transforming into a forty-something-year-old man. His complexion seemed somewhat sallow, but under his clothes, there was an eruption of bulging muscles, he was imposing and gazed sternly.
“Is this… transformation magic?”
“Cough, shut up!” Gregory rubbed his dry throat and spoke.
But, now in human form, his voice was evidently not as loud as when he was a dragon, unable to overpower Richard’s voice.
Just as Richard asked aloud, “This kind of transformation from one life form to another, the volume and structure should be entirely different, right? Also, the most important thing is the mass, which is also different. This doesn’t conform to the law of conservation of mass, surely ‘Lomonosov’ would turn in his grave. So…”
“Shut up, kid…” Gregory shouted a few more times, realizing he couldn’t completely block Richard’s voice, he gave up somewhat and turned to walk aside, muttering, “Just wait, someone will deal with you.”
Just when Richard thought Gregory was heading for the nearby black castle, to his surprise, Gregory instead turned and headed for a nearby cave.
“So… still living in a cave?” Richard’s eyes flashed.
The next moment, he frowned, suddenly sensing something. Richard spun around abruptly to see a slightly petite figure walking up from the mountain’s base.