Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 299 Dreams and Ideas

Under the expectant gazes of the two, Aiskin tilted her head back and poured the potion that Ruger had carefully prepared into her mouth. After swallowing it, she smacked her lips and savored it, as if it tasted quite good.

Immediately afterward, under Ruger's arrangement, Aiskin lay down on the spot and waited for the medicine to take effect.

Big Fool watched nervously from the sidelines as this scene unfolded, so different from when he had advanced.

Ruger wanted to say something more, but a soft snore could be heard from Aiskin's side, the drug successfully putting the kobold girl to sleep.

As old Lenser said, the kobold girl also became drowsy after falling asleep.

Big Fool Heng, watching from the side, was completely bewildered. He raised his hand and scratched his head vigorously.

Luger smiled and asked Da Shaheng to bring the crystal furnace. This little thing could be used for a long time as long as a magic stone was put in.

He began to brew tea in the same way Leiden did.

When Luger brews tea, it's naturally his favorite fruit tea.

He listened to the bubbling sound in the pot and looked at Aiskin, who was snoring loudly. The kobold girl was sleeping soundly with her hands at her sides. He knew that no one in the world yearned as much as she did to get out of here and help him. Aiskin's desire was perhaps even stronger than that of Big Fool, who was more of an honest man who disliked fighting.

Ruger looked at the big, silly guy who kept glancing at Aiskin.

These two guys had many reasons for not wanting to leave the Abyss Bedroom to enjoy themselves outside, but the biggest reason was that they were afraid of causing him trouble, even though they didn't know what kind of trouble it was. In the simple mindset of kobolds, even if they didn't understand, as long as they knew it was bad, they wouldn't do it. This might also be related to the adventure novels that Ruger bought for them, even though Ruger had tried his best to encourage them to interact with friendly people as much as possible when conditions allowed, such as Miss Daisy, who had previously been learning cooking, and Aiskin, who was encouraged to order food at the tavern.

Ruger picked up the large cup he had bought especially for the two kobolds and filled it with the brewed fruit tea for Big Fool Heng.

Based on Aiskin's ability to maintain the appearance of the Fighter's Mark, she should be able to easily advance to the Fighter rank.

In fact, after leaving this place last time, Ruger had thought that the progress of the two kobolds was inseparable from their efforts, but the speed of progress was indeed quite amazing. This might be related to the special nature of fighters, as well as their own special characteristics. The so-called fighter's will, the so-called clear mind, may be in line with their simple nature as kobolds, simple mind, simple temperament, and simple persistence. Only in this way can they make rapid progress on the path of fighters.

However, if a fighter continues to strive to advance to the top, he will be equivalent to a first-ring wizard, and he will definitely not be a match for a normal first-ring wizard.

Ruger rubbed his chin with one hand and held a cup of fruit tea in the other.

In other words, he might need to think of a way to explore the dragon bloodline. This is an easier option than continuing down the path to the pinnacle of warriors. Perhaps he doesn't have to give up completely and can combine the path of warriors with the exploration of the dragon bloodline.

Like Da Sha Heng, Aiskin also suffers from the curse of the kobolds, but they don't need to worry about it yet. Breaking through the first ring is difficult for them, and after transforming into dragonborn kobolds, the shackles only block the way to the second ring. Even if they bathe in less dragon blood than Luger and it is not as pure, it doesn't make much difference to the curse. They are insignificant to begin with, and the slight difference between them makes no difference to the curse.

Ruger took a sip of tea.

He suddenly realized that what he had done to Aiskin and Big Fool, including his long-term plan, would also happen to other wizards. However, those were all experiments planned by them. Perhaps in the eyes of those wizards, everything he had done was also an experiment.

Luger looked up and noticed that Da Sha Heng seemed nervous, so he frowned slightly as well.

It has indeed taken quite a long time.

He looked at Aiskin, the kobold girl was still sleeping peacefully, but according to the data collected by old Lunser, and Aiskin's mastery of the power fighters, the astonishing timing of the appearance of the fighter's mark should not be like this.

The one whose warrior's mark was displayed for the longest time at Old Renser's place was the first to awaken.

Luger waited a while longer before cautiously extending his mental energy.

To his relief, Aiskin's condition remained stable: her breathing, heartbeat, and emotions were all steady, and her hazy state was also very stable. As for the rest, those were beyond his ability to perceive with his mental power.

Since everything is going smoothly, the best course of action is to wait quietly on the sidelines.

Luger glanced at Big Fool Humph.

Sure enough, he didn't show any panic, and Da Shaheng gradually calmed down.

As he sipped his tea, he had somehow already taken out the plush toy, and when he came to his senses, he was already playing with it in his hands. He glanced at Big Fool without saying a word, and continued to enjoy his tea.

Aiskin remained asleep.

The ever-increasing tea gurgled and churned, creating a melody that blended with Aiskin's steady snoring, seemingly without end.

Both Luger and Big Fool are kobolds with impressively large bellies.

One pot after another, before they knew it, the two had forgotten how many pots of tea they had served. The fruit tea had become tasteless, and Da Sha Heng added more twice.

Luger paused in his hand as he was kneading the plush doll.

Aiskin's hazy figure began to change.

Big Fool Heng also stopped there, holding his teacup.

Aiskin's body sometimes became more solid, and sometimes became more hazy. In that hazy moment, it seemed as if she was about to fly away, flying into that dreamlike nightmare world.

The two kobolds watched nervously.

Ruger slowly stood up.

He was already preparing to take Aiskin to ask old Lunsel for help.

Suddenly, Aiskin, who had been sleeping soundly, twitched her lips slightly, as if she were dreaming of something good, and couldn't help but laugh.

She closed her eyes, initially smiling, but later letting out intermittent, soft chuckles.

"Hehehe, I can't eat anymore..."

After laughing, Aiskin started talking in her sleep again.

Big Fool scratched his head and turned to look at Luger.

Luger was also surprised, but he could only pretend to be calm.

"Hehe...I really can't eat anymore...It's so delicious...I'm going to take it back...for Brother Luger...and this one for Big Hengheng...hehehe..."

Aiskin muttered to herself with her eyes closed, and at the same time, she started to move her arms and legs wildly as she slept.

Rugra kept backing away from the big fool, trying not to disturb her.

As Aiskin giggled, her hazy figure stabilized.

Luger withdrew his probing mental energy and silently let out a long breath.

In her sleep, Aiskin's warrior mark emerged and gradually changed. The changes in Da Shaheng's warrior mark that day were minimal, only slightly altering after his first outburst of anger, and these changes were slow and subtle. Aiskin's mark, however, began to change cleanly and decisively even before she woke up, gradually becoming more complex. The magnitude of these changes gradually surpassed the subtle accumulation of Da Shaheng over many days.

Ruger took a step further, stroking his chin as he examined the floating, manifested warrior's mark.

The changes that arise from the original simple, symbolic pattern outline a barely abstract and minimalist image, resembling something lying down. It is so minimalist and abstract that one can only associate the lying posture with imagination; to say what it is in detail is naturally absurd.

"Hmm? Brother Luger."

Aiskin rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking as if she was still half asleep.

(End of this chapter)