Ch 357: You Little Thing Are Quite Vengeful, I’ll Have To Teach You A Lesson Next Time

Entering the secret passage, everyone relaxed. Phia, after setting up the light source, started a fire to cook food.

“Whew, finally I can eat something warm. I’m freezing and starving out there.”

Nia sat on the ground by the fire, warming her hands. Bal came over, carrying the fishing tackle bag containing the small wyvern.

“Be careful, don’t put your tail in the fire.”

“I’m not afraid.”

Nia placed her tail on her lap. After warming her hands by the fire, she took out a comb and started grooming her tail.

“You carry a comb with you?”

Yselle sat next to Nia, watching her groom her tail.

“Of course, I cherish this tail very much. You wouldn’t believe how comfortable it is to hug it while sleeping.”

“I agree with that.”

Grey came over. Yselle made room for him. After thanking Yselle, Grey sat where she had been sitting. Yselle sat next to Bal, helping him watch the small wyvern.

“Speaking of which, why didn’t we release this small wyvern when we entered?”

Yselle looked at the small wyvern in front of her. The small wyvern tilted its head, seemingly acting cute.

“I wanted to, but I was afraid that once this guy went back, it would bring its parents and all its relatives to cause trouble. Although I can kill them all, I also need to consider the aftermath. After all, our ski resort still needs to operate.”

After listening to Bal’s explanation, Yselle nodded thoughtfully.

“So that’s how it is. Should we feed it during lunch later?”

“Depends on its behavior. If it doesn’t urinate or defecate in my bag, it’s okay to give it some food.”

“Um… it probably won’t be able to eat much.”

“What?!”

Bal jumped up, taking the small wyvern from Yselle.

“Wow, you little thing, how did you poop so quickly? My large griffon cub knows better than to do that.”

The small wyvern proudly raised its head, seemingly despising Bal.

“Hey! You little thing, if it weren’t inconvenient, I would have dismembered you and fed you to my large griffon cub.”

Nia stood up and walked to Bal’s side, taking the bag containing the small wyvern from him.

“Really, you’re such a grown man and you’re still competing with an animal.”

“It’s because you haven’t suffered the loss.”

“Well, what can I say? It’s your fault for insisting on bringing this bag.”

Feeling guilty, Bal smacked his lips. He sat by the fire to continue warming himself. Nia, holding the small wyvern, started a conversation.

“Hello, my name is Nia, and I am an adventurer. May I ask why you led the attack on us?”

Nia looked into the small wyvern’s eyes. The little beady eyes blinked twice, then it opened its mouth and chirped several times.

“What did it say?”

Yselle was curious about what the small wyvern was saying.

“It said that the Dragon King in the Sacred Mountain recently went berserk for some unknown reason. Food is becoming scarce in their sacred land, so they led a group out to find food and, incidentally, search for the hero of the prophecy. They didn’t expect to encounter us.”

“Sacred Mountain? You mean this Death Mountain Range?”

Bal looked up at the small wyvern. Upon hearing Bal’s voice, it immediately raised its head to avoid looking at him.

“This little thing still holds a grudge, huh? Nia, you ask.”

“Pfft, hilarious. At home you’re being pranked by Xiao Jiu, and out here you’re being held a grudge by this small wyvern. Except for Moony and Snowdrift, your rapport with animals is really terrible.”

“Nonsense! Drake also has a problem with me!”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

After perfunctorily responding to Bal, Nia continued to ask the small wyvern.

“So the sacred mountain you’re talking about is this Death Mountain Range?”

The small wyvern nodded, then it continued to chirp.

“It said that in the middle of this mountain range there is a very high peak where their Dragon King lives. Below the peak is a large, warm basin where its clan lives.”

After Nia finished translating, the small wyvern continued to chirp.

“It also said that it is the Clan Leader’s son, and if we release it now, it can tell the Clan Leader not to pursue us.”

“Well, that’s a good suggestion. Alright, let’s release it.”

Bal stood up, preparing to take the small wyvern outside the secret passage. Phia suddenly stopped him.

“Aren’t you afraid it’s lying to you?”

“Hmph… little thing, can you guarantee that?”

The small wyvern turned its head away from Bal. Bal had no choice but to hand the small wyvern to Nia to continue the conversation.

“Little guy, how can you guarantee that your clan won’t attack us?”

The small wyvern thought for a while, then it opened its mouth and chirped.

“It said that it guarantees it with its clan. It allows us to cast magic on it. If we are attacked, we can use magic to kill them. It knows that there is a magician here who can do this.”

After hearing this, Phia handed the soup ladle to Bal. She wanted to meet this small wyvern personally.

“Why are you so sure?”

“It said it can sense the magic power in everyone’s body, and your magic power is the largest.”

“Its eyes are quite sharp. Then why don’t you think we’ll wait for you to go back and then directly detonate magic to kill you all?”

“It said that if we really intended to do that, that dark-skinned man would have already done it. And if we want to enter the mountain range, we can’t do it without their help.”

“Oh? There’s such a thing?”

“It said that a long, long time ago, there was a prophecy that their clan would face a crisis, and at that time they would need to find a group of heroes to help them. In return, they would also lead those heroes safely to the sacred land.”

“You mean we are those heroes?”

“It said it doesn’t know, but it’s willing to try.”

“Wow, and you’re still giving me the silent treatment?!”

Bal couldn’t help it. He put down the ladle and pinched the small wyvern’s front paw.

“Alright, you’re such a grown man, stop picking on a child.”

“I feel like this little thing is taking revenge on me for making it lose face.”

“Go, go, go, go cook the soup.”

Phia sent Bal back to the pot to continue cooking the soup. Then she returned to Nia’s side to continue questioning the small wyvern.

“Do you believe in that prophecy?”

The small wyvern shook its head, then it opened its mouth and chirped.

“It said it doesn’t believe in the prophecy, but its clan is really facing a crisis, so it has to take a gamble.”

“It has guts. Okay, I believe you. But I won’t cast magic on you. If you break your word, then we’ll just kill as many as come. But I have one last question, and then you can go back.”

The small wyvern tilted its head, waiting quietly for Phia to ask the last question.

“Was this blizzard caused by the Dragon King you mentioned?”

The small wyvern nodded vigorously, even its wings started flapping hard.

“It said that the Dragon King had been asleep for a thousand years, but suddenly woke up more than twenty years ago. At that time, the Dragon King was still normal, but this winter, the Dragon King suddenly became berserk, and its breath turned into a blizzard that spread from the Sacred Mountain all the way here.”

“Okay, I understand. You can go back now. Nia, release it.”

“Oh, okay!”

Nia opened the fishing tackle bag, took the small wyvern out, and placed it on the snow outside the cave entrance. The small wyvern flapped its wings twice, slowly rising into the air. It shot an ice spike at Bal before quickly flying away.

“Wow, it still attacks me even after leaving! I’ll have to give it a good beating next time we meet!”

After deflecting the ice spike with his ladle, Bal yelled towards the cave entrance.