The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Chapter 0557 Grilled Beef and Hunger (Third Update, 10,000 Coins Reward Celebration 1/3)

This chapter is named "Just Naming" and is a reward for Wan Shang's contribution.

————

"Oh ho!"

Leo landed in front of Liszt and began to shout at him. Such actions and tones signified that he was hungry and wanted Liszt to feed him beef.

"You want beef?"

Liszt's face was expressionless, but his actions were resolute. "Leo, I know you are smart and can understand my words. Now I give you two choices. The first choice, continue to resist my commands, wander freely, and then starve to death; the second, obey my commands, let me ride you and fight by my side, and you'll have meat and potions aplenty."

Leo took a step back, grinning, "Oh ho!"

He rejected both choices.

"If that's the case, then go hungry," Liszt said without further ado, and turned around to leave. Of course, he still needed to be wary that Leo might rebel—although with his current strength, the young Little Fire Dragon was no match for him; it fundamentally lacked any substantial fighting ability.

Seeing Liszt leave the mountain,

the Little Fire Dragon paused, then snorted with disdain like a horse. It then flapped its wings and flew towards the foot of the mountain.

It intended to hunt on its own.

However, after circling the forest at the base of the mountain and scorched a small area of Human Skull Trees, it didn't even spot any prey as large as a rabbit. It barely saw a few flightless birds, whose calls sounded like "dodo," but the Dodobirds would dive into holes hundreds of meters away, completely beyond discovery.

"Oh ho!"

It let out a reluctant roar, which was in vain, until the night turned pitch-dark, it still had not found any prey. It wanted to fly out of Dodo Island, but looking at the tumbling waves of the seawater, it was too frightened to go down.

A few experiences of nearly drowning left a deep impression on it.

Without Liszt there to protect it, it didn't have the courage to fly over the ocean.

Unable to find anything to eat, it flew into the sky and saw a bonfire in the distance. Liszt was roasting some Magical Beast Meat; the fragrance wafted through the air, and even from a kilometer away, it was discernible. However, the Little Fire Dragon turned around and headed towards the Volcano Crater, determined "not to bend for five bushels of rice," preferring to starve rather than accept charity!

But upon reaching the Volcano Crater, and standing on the scorching lava, it attempted to transform into a ball of magic power.

Yet it couldn't muster any movement.

Its ravenous stomach was bit by bit eroding its will—this was the first time it felt the harshness of the world outside.

...

Liszt had intentionally roasted the meat.

The food in his Gemstone Space was already prepared and could be eaten straight away. However, he still sprinkled seasoning and grilled it over the fire, diffusing the scent of the Magical Beast meat to lure Little Fire Dragon Leo.

He wondered how Leo was faring now.

But he wasn't in a hurry; in fact, when he saw Leo demanding food from him, he knew everything was under control. Nearby by the seaside, Ach rested her chin on her hand and pondered. She was still immersed in magic, striving to connect the knowledge Liszt had taught her with magic power.

He didn't disturb her.

Liszt gnawed on the greasy Magical Beast Meat while cracking open a Giant Algae Magic Potion, with a steaming cup of Banpo Cattle milk by his side.

Even in the wild, every meal he had was of Castle standards.

He would never allow himself to suffer the slightest discomfort.

"Oh ho!"

A little distance away, the call of the Little Fire Dragon came.

He activated the Eye of Magic, scanning towards the sound, and through the haze, he saw the Little Fire Dragon squatting halfway up the mountain, seemingly looking in his direction.

However, until he finished all the Magical Beast meat, the Little Fire Dragon did not come down the mountain. On the contrary, after Liszt packed up, it let out another "Oh ho" and rushed towards the Dodo Island Volcano Crater, disappearing from view.

"Quite enduring, alright, let's see how long you can hold out," Liszt said calmly as he put away his utensils. After nodding to Ach, he headed to his makeshift shelter made from Human Skull Trees and tarpaulin and began to sleep.

He slept very comfortably that night.

The next morning, Liszt went around the volcano crater again and simply took out a luxurious breakfast to feast on by the crater. However, he didn't see any trace of the Little Fire Dragon. After eating, he descended the mountain to look for a large patch of Hemp Rope Vine, the reward for completing the Smoke Mission, to see if it could be found on Dodo Island.

The Hemp Rope Vine is probably a normal plant, so it would require searching with the naked eye, a slightly more difficult task.

He searched all morning but found nothing.

At noon, he tried once more to tempt the Little Fire Dragon at the volcano crater, and in the afternoon, he didn't continue searching for Hemp Rope Vine. Instead, he rode the Rainbow Whale Rose around the shallow seas surrounding Dodo Island, looking for any marine Elf Bugs. When he returned to shore in the evening, he saw the Little Fire Dragon circling in the sky.

Ach also saw the Little Fire Dragon; it was her first time seeing a real dragon: "Brother, is that Leo?"

"Yes, but it's being a bit disobedient right now, rebelling against me. It won't get to eat any meat until it apologizes. Only by being obedient and following training will it be forgiven. When that time comes, I'll introduce you to it, and you might even get to touch it."

Ach immediately expressed her surprise, "Ah, can Ach really touch a dragon?"

"Of course."

"Hehe, thank you, brother."

A moment later.

Liszt began preparing food, lighting a fire to barbecue, letting the delicious aroma drift around. This time, the Little Fire Dragon was hovering above nearby, occasionally crying "oho" without leaving or landing. As the sky gradually darkened, the scent of the food was sufficiently dispersed.

Liszt glanced up at the Little Fire Dragon in the sky and slowly began eating, savoring each bite very slowly.

"Oho!"

The Little Fire Dragon flew closer and closer, and finally, unable to restrain itself, landed on the beach ten meters away.

Its eyes stared fixedly at the large piece of grilled beef leg in Liszt's hands, saliva dripping from the corner of its mouth, sizzling and evaporating as it hit the ground.

Liszt had observed that the saliva of Fire Dragons was more impure magic that would directly merge into the air—unlike the saliva of Gemstone Dragons and Metal Dragons, which could give birth to Crystal Mines; it was different—Dragon dung was the same way, with the Little Fire Dragon's dung evaporating into the air directly.

And when it took drugs in Liszt's body, the impure magic excreted was definitely not dragon dung!

In its Magic Form, the Little Fire Dragon had no shape or structure; it was merely a converter that could exchange magic power.

Ssslah!

Liszt forcefully tore off a chunk of beef leg, then chewed it with big bites. He usually ate with the refinement of a noble, chewed slowly and thoughtfully. However, this time he made a lot of noise as he chewed, smacking his lips loudly. Each smacking sound was a direct hit to the Little Fire Dragon Leo, whose stomach was growling with hunger.

By the time he had eaten half a grilled beef leg, Leo finally gave up its pride and called out to Liszt, "Oho!"

It wanted to eat meat.

Liszt merely glanced at it impassively, without response.

"Oho!"

"Oho!"

"Oho..." Leo walked closer step by step, its voice growing weaker with each call. By the time it reached Liszt, it had almost turned into a pitiful plea.

Only then did Liszt look at it and asked, "The same choice as before. First, starve to death; second, let me ride you, and you'll eat your fill, top-quality beef every meal."

Leo threw back its head, "Oho!"

"You don't want to be ridden?"

"Oho!"

"Are you sure?"

"Oho!"

"Then you just wait to starve to death. The nearest island from Dodo Island is eight hundred kilometers away, you won't be able to fly there. Even if you do, you'll be discovered by humans, then captured. After that, no one will be as easy to talk to as me. If you don't let them ride you, just wait to be slaughtered for your meat."

Upon hearing this, Leo took three quick steps back, using its wings to prop itself up against the ground, showing resistance.

Liszt calmly took out another beef leg and placed it on the fire to roast, brushing a layer of golden-yellow oil onto it. The dripped oil sizzled as it hit the flames.

Leo couldn't help but swallow its saliva, uttering a low whine: "Oho..."