Chapter 88

On the open space outside the green dragon's nest.

Wayne sat by a campfire, roasting a wild boar leg in his hand, while the other hand kept sprinkling various seasonings and spices on the wild boar leg that had been cut with knife flowers, slowly rotating it.

Under the roasting of the flames, a strong meaty fragrance began to permeate.

In order not to treat himself badly in terms of food when traveling, he didn't prepare less for cooking supplies, especially seasonings.

Just when he was a bit intoxicated by the strong fragrance of the roasted wild boar leg, a small thing that was gray all over, like a puppy, suddenly stretched a small head out from the nest.

The watery eyes stared at Wayne, or more accurately, at the roasted wild boar leg in his hand. After hesitating for a few seconds, appetite overcame her fear.

This little guy with delicate scales on his body ran to Wayne's side with two short legs, tilted his head and looked at the roasted wild boar leg that was dripping with oil, and let out a "woo, woo, woo" howl in a milky voice.

Dragons are worthy of being powerful beasts. Less than ten hours after crawling out of the dragon egg, this little young dragon could already run around.

Looking at this little guy who was only the size of a three- or four-month-old puppy, seeing that she seemed to be very greedy for roasted meat, Wayne cut a small piece from the roasted meat with a small knife and put it to the little young dragon's mouth with his hand.

The little guy seemed to have inherited the greedy bloodline like her mother and didn't have any hesitation, directly swallowing that small piece of roasted meat in one bite.

"Woo, woo, woo!" The temperature of the roasted meat was still a bit high. After swallowing the roasted meat, the little guy howled, raised his head, flapped his wings the size of a palm, turned around quickly in place, and then swallowed it.

However, soon, the little guy leaned to Wayne's side again, rubbing his bald little head against Wayne's thigh, seemingly addicted to the taste of roasted meat, wanting to use this flattering way to get more roasted meat from him.

By the time Borch came out of the cave, he found Wayne holding his daughter, like training a dog, scratching her chin with his fingers while stuffing pieces of cut roasted meat into the little guy's mouth.

And the little guy who ate the roasted meat also happily let out a pleasant howl, obviously conquered by this delicious meat.

This is also normal. Although many sub-dragons eat raw meat and rotten meat, real dragons that can spray dragon fire generally eat meat after it is scorched.

And like the golden dragon Borch, he had been served by the Zerrikanian tribe for decades and was already accustomed to eating the cooked food they offered, rarely eating those bloody, uncleaned raw meat.

Probably because he was the first one she saw after birth, the little young dragon was very close to him. After seeing Borch walking over, she immediately jumped out of Wayne's arms and leaned to her father's side.

Borch happily held the little young dragon in his arms, gently stroking her head, the sincere and loving expression on his face, not minding at all that this was not his biological child.

Wayne handed Borch a large skewer of roasted pork ribs, watched him feed it to the little young dragon bit by bit, and felt that he quite liked this warm scene, so he asked: "Hey! My friend, what have you considered?"

"Now Myrgtabrakke's injury has begun to improve, we don't have to wait for the dragon-slaying team to rush over, we can leave here."

"What are you going to do?"

Borch frowned and thought for more than ten seconds, then looked at the cute little young dragon in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "I originally wanted to leave and not get involved with these humans anymore. However, as a husband and father, if I just leave like this, how should I explain this to my wife and children when I recall this in the future?"

"Should I tell them that their father and husband is a coward?"

Wayne nodded, noncommittally, and asked softly: "So, do you want to fight?"

Borch nodded firmly, but he still maintained his reason. He looked at Wayne and said: "I don't want to cause the death of innocent people, nor do I want to cause disputes between different countries and cause war."

"If possible, my friend, I hope you can bring those who want to slay the dragon and want to kill my wife here."

"I can have a fair duel with them. I will defeat them and prove my ability and courage."

After Borch finished speaking, Wayne suddenly heard the system prompt from his brain.

Ding! 【Save the Green Dragon, Myrgtabrakke】 completed, task chain triggered, 【Husband's Dignity】, Master-level. Do you accept?

Hint: Completing the entire task chain will improve the quality of the task reward, and all rewards will be issued after the task is completed.

After hearing the system prompt, Wayne only considered it for a few seconds before accepting the task.

Whether it was out of maintaining the friendship with Borch or to improve the subsequent task rewards, he had to accept this task.

Although Wayne also wanted to see what treasures the Master-level treasure chest would open, he was a patient person and could endure it.

After considering for dozens of seconds and recalling the general plot in the original work, Wayne nodded and said to Borch:

"No problem, my friend. You stay in the cave and take care of your wife and children. I will go to the dragon-slaying team to explore the information."

"If I get any news or make any progress, I will send a signal to you, and then we will discuss specific measures."

Borch showed a sincere smile and said gratefully to Wayne: "This trip to the North is definitely the most rewarding trip of my life. I not only gained a family but also made a best friend."

"Wayne, my friend, be careful yourself. If you encounter danger, call me at any time, and I will always be by your side."

Wayne shook his head, with a confident smile on his face, and said softly: "Don't worry, my friend. I am not a reckless person, and don't underestimate a witcher. A witcher who is fully prepared will not fear any challenge."

………………

Because he couldn't stand the unpleasant smell in the cave, Wayne took a nap by the campfire, and after dawn the next day, he set off to go to the dragon-slaying team to meet up with Geralt.

And on the side of the dragon-slaying team, although their night passed very peacefully and no accidents occurred, what was hidden under this peace was countless intrigues and interest alliances.

Although Geralt became Yennefer's guard, at this time, because of the anger in her heart, the sorceress was very keen to see her ex-boyfriend suffer.

At night, the two lived in the same tent, and Yennefer was also dressed quite sexily and exposed. However, before going to bed, she raised her hand and cast a transformation magic on the White Wolf who was eager to move.

Turning the famous witcher into a watchdog with white fur all over, and also set up a barrier on her bed, making the pitiful Geralt only able to guard the night in the tent and not approach the bed.

Early the next morning, after the sorceress finished taking a bath in the tent, she lifted the magic on Geralt.

Letting this watchdog, who was drooling by the bathtub, turn back into the famous White Wolf.

And not to mention the interesting interaction between these two lovers, since the sorceress came to the dragon-slaying camp, the most nervous one was not the dwarf team of Yarpen who had made some secret agreement with the sorceress, but the reavers trio who looked the most difficult to mess with.

Although the three brothers had a high reputation in Redania and were famous fierce figures, known for hunting ferocious beasts like dragon lizards and sub-dragons.

But as time passed, these large reptiles became fewer and fewer, and the work of the three brothers became more and more difficult to find. Accustomed to eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and spending a lot of money, they were almost living a life of debt.

Among all the members of the dragon-slaying team, only the three of them valued this job the most and were also the ones who most wanted to swallow this wealth alone.

However, the reavers were not fools. In this dragon-slaying team, whether it was the guard team of King Niedamir, the strong dwarf team, or the mutant team composed of the sorceress and the witcher, they were all very powerful competitors and would not let their goals succeed at all.

Swallowing the treasure in the dragon's nest alone was not something to think about. They simply found Yarpen's dwarf team, who was most likely to reach an agreement with them, and reached some kind of agreement in a secret talk after some bargaining.

(Thanks to the reward from the big boss "Mood is Happy", mua.) (End of chapter)