northernbook Chapter 332 Contract Brand
Chapter 332 Contract Brand
"I thought we had to wait some time, my Lord."
Although the old man was surprised by Kanien's sudden visit, he was also very happy, because it meant that their plan had to be advanced.
Kanien looked at the red-hot kiln and curled his lips in annoyance. "I wanted to wait a few more days until everyone thought she was dead, but that annoying woman refused to give up and even asked my mother to help."
Most children have a natural fear of their parents, and Kanyon is no exception. After hearing that his mother was going to intervene, he decided to make a quick decision. Even if he was discovered, so what? He already had his own dragon.
"Today is the best day, but are you sure that after you brand this thing, she will listen to me in the future?" Kanian looked at the red iron being burned in the kiln. There were beautiful flashes of light on it, and it looked quite reliable.
"Don't worry, sir. This contract mark was widely used in the Gaia Empire many years ago. It was first used to tame vicious monsters. Later, we used it on orc slaves—"
"Didn't the orcs all run away in the end?" Kanien suddenly became suspicious, with dissatisfaction revealed in his expression.
"That's because they got help from other alien species and started a massacre against slave owners in the empire. It's not because there's something wrong with the power of the contract." The old man explained quickly. "When the hybrid inside reverted to a real dragon, it was just a teenage cub and couldn't resist the power of the contract at all."
"That would be better..." Kanyon took the soldering iron out of the furnace. The hot steam hit his face. The heavy iron handle was very solid, but he felt very secure holding it in his hand. Thinking of his dream that was about to be fulfilled, a charming smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Let's go and meet my little dragon." He carefully placed the red-hot iron into the charcoal bucket, and the old man behind him, who was very observant, immediately helped him pick it up.
"Please be gentle, Lord Kanyon." The old man reminded enthusiastically, "Dragons are intelligent creatures. If you treat her better, you may be able to coax her into signing a higher-level blood contract and share life with her from now on."
"Don't worry. For me, coaxing a little girl is as easy as eating and drinking." Kanyon smiled even more happily, turned his head and looked at the old man approvingly. "It's always a pleasure to cooperate with you, Fergus. I won't forget my promise."
Seeing him coming up, the old man bowed even more humbly to express his gratitude.
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"Don't be stupid! Zephyrion!"
Lilith was lying on the ground. She could vaguely hear the noise coming from outside. Someone was about to arrive!
"What's wrong with turning into a dragon, Lilith?" He stood outside the iron cage and blinked innocently, "You will have great strength, a strong body, endless magic power, and a long life. Oh, of course, not everyone likes this... In short, dragons are good!"
"Do you have a brain? Do you take their daydreams seriously?" Lilith bit her cheek tightly, and was so angry that she wanted to kick him. She tried to raise her neck, "What if I fail? What if I become a monster? Look at that pile of stuff. Does it look real?"
The huge reservoir nearby had been filled with potions while Lilith was asleep. Now the red water was surging and emitting an unpleasant smell, which did not look proper at all.
"But...what if? What if they succeed?" Zephirian glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then became excited again, "You will no longer be a lowly half-blood, and you will never embarrass Fustwen again, and--"
Besides, he was too lonely. He hadn't seen anyone of his kind for a long time.
"It doesn't matter if you can't transform into a human form before you reach adulthood. I will teach you the dragon's heritage, teach you how to hunt and build nests, just like Fustwin taught me." Zephirion was still fantasizing about the beautiful life of "loving father and filial daughter" in the future, but Lilith's face was becoming more and more desperate.
She watched as Zephirion stepped back outside the cage and closed it again just as he had opened it.
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"Oh, Lilith, my Lilith..." When Kanyon walked into the gate with a smile, Zephirion had disappeared and jumped onto the high roof of the barn.
"…I thought we were friends, Kanyon."
Maybe she shouldn't have pinned her hopes on help from others - after tasting the taste of despair, Lilith no longer looked at the bastard on the roof watching the fire from the other side, but looked at the "friend" in front of her.
All the windows of this barn have been boarded up, and it is very dark even in the daytime, but it still cannot hide the gorgeous face of the young man in front of him. His eyes are like a cold pond with broken stars scattered in it, and at this moment he is looking at the girl in the cage with deep affection.
"Of course we are friends, Lilith, have I not been good to you?" His voice was extremely gentle, but behind him was a deep pool of blood and a scorching iron.
"I've always felt that you're different from others, Lilith." He squatted in front of the cage and looked at her carefully. "My intuition was right. You are indeed the biggest surprise in my life. Before I met you, I almost doubted whether dragons were just a myth."
The pair of eyes that looked affectionate even to a dog stared intently at Lilith, and her voice was as gentle as the murmur of a lover, "You have a unique gifted bloodline, are you going to live an ordinary and common life like this? I will be so sad that my heart will break..."
"So, I'm here to help you. The pain is only temporary. When you transform into a real magical creature, you will thank me. Don't be afraid. I will always be by your side—"
He ran his fingers tenderly over the cage... Why are the iron bars crooked?