I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 324 The Strange Flying Dragon

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The cold wind howled through the cracks in the mountains.

The biting cold, carrying fine snowflakes, brushed against the faces of the hunters.

Rhodes stood at the cave entrance, gazing into the dark cavern before him.

"My Lord, my falcon saw it go in with its own eyes."

Tusen of the Eaglefeather Clan quickly walked to Rhodes' side and reported in a low voice.

“I kept an eye on it in the neighborhood for a whole month before it finally came out to hunt.”

"I think it has finished eating and is now sleeping in its cave."

Tucson's eyes showed exhaustion, clearly indicating that the month-long tracking had taken a toll on his energy.

More than a month ago, an old hunter who went into the mountains to hunt spotted a huge shadow flying across the sky.

The old hunter had never seen a wyvern before, but he knew that such a large creature, several meters long, was definitely not an ordinary beast.

The fear that seeped into his very bones made him collapse to the ground on the spot.

After he finally managed to get up and ran back to the village, he immediately reported the news to the nearest probationary review panel.

Because of the "Nature Overlord" entry, Rhodes had already issued an order requiring all members of the council to pay close attention to the situation of the surrounding monsters and mineral veins.

Any abnormality must be reported immediately without any delay.

Therefore, upon hearing the information from the old hunter, the review panel reported the intelligence without hesitation.

Then Tucson took his falcon and followed the hunting party into the mountains to search, until this morning when they finally made a discovery.

It was the legendary two-legged wyvern.

"Yes, wyverns sleep longer during the winter."

Rhodes nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping around the cave.
Have you found any other cave entrances around here?

Rod asked cautiously.

“Before you came over, my falcon circled around three times and searched the area, but found no other exits.”

Tucson answered firmly.

"it is good."

Rod took out his whistle, blew it, and then waved at the sky.

With a whooshing sound, two enormous figures swooped down from the clouds.

The wings stirred up the air currents, swirling up the snow on the ground and creating bursts of snow mist.

“Your kinsmen are inside.”

Rhodes raised his hand and pointed to the cave. "Call it out."

Thunder and Frost exchanged a glance, then turned around and opened their dragon mouths towards the cave entrance.

"Roar!"

A deep roar instantly echoed throughout the valley, and a faint dragon's might spread out, causing the surrounding hunting party members to involuntarily retreat and take cover.

Rhodes stood there nonchalantly, and after sensing it was about time, he raised his hand.

"enough."

The dragon's roar abruptly ceased, and the valley fell silent once more.

The cave was completely silent, with no sound coming from inside.

There wasn't even the slightest echo, as if there were no living beings in the cave at all.

"She's less daring than I thought."

Rhodes gazed at the dark cave and slowly commented.

If there really is a wyvern inside, it must have already woken up upon hearing the roar of its own kind.

The fact that they dared not speak or respond can only mean one thing.

It was intimidated by the aura of frost and thunder, and dared not make any rash moves.

"Throw a few torches in."

As soon as Rhodes finished speaking, the captain of the hunting party immediately lit the prepared torch.

Several team members walked to the edge of the cave and threw their torches inside.

The firelight streaked across the darkness in bright arcs, crackling as it landed in the cave, illuminating a small area.

Nothing was found.

"It seems quite deep."

Rhodes waved his hand. "Let's go inside and take a look."

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Just as the hunting party was about to get up, Rhode stopped them.

"Frost, you go in first to scout ahead," Rhodes instructed.

The cave is only wide enough for one dragon to enter.

The dragon head of the Frost Dragon swayed slightly and opened its mouth towards the cave.

"Wait, it has to be alive!"

Sensing the energy fluctuations, Rhode realized Frost's intention and quickly shouted to stop her.

He strode up to Frost and raised his hand to press it against its cold scales.

"If you were to breathe a breath of frost into the cave, the wyverns inside would be completely finished."

Wyverns' scales can withstand the blows of ordinary swords and blades, but their magic resistance is close to zero.

Frost was a little irritated, but she still stepped into the cave.

Each member of the hunting party carried a torch and followed closely behind Frost.

The flickering firelight dispelled the darkness, and dappled shadows fell on the stone wall.

The cave was unusually quiet, with only the soft footsteps of Rhode and the hunters.

The hunting party followed closely behind, their footsteps echoing through the cave.

Not far away, the air was filled with the stench of feces.

The familiar smell confirmed to Rhodes that this was the lair of the wyverns.

It tastes just like the cave where the wyverns were slaughtered before, and it also tastes like the area where Frost and Thunder used to live.

"Something's wrong..."

Rod suddenly stopped and frowned.

He took a deep sniff of the foul odor in the air, and his expression turned serious.

There's no smell of blood.

If a wyvern brought in its prey to eat, there should be a smell of blood.

Are you sure you saw it fly in with its prey this morning?

Rhodes turned to Tucson and asked.

“I saw it with my own eyes, Holy Lord,” Tucson said firmly.

Rod frowned, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

"Frost, speed up."

Rod urged in a deep voice.

Frost seemed to sense something was wrong and quickly rushed into the depths of the cave.

"Roar……"

Soon, the foremost frost let out a low, mournful cry.

Rod's heart tightened instantly, and he quickened his pace.

The hunting party followed closely behind, passing Frost's massive body, and raised their torches to illuminate the path ahead.

The scene deep inside the cave was clearly displayed before everyone's eyes.

A two-legged dragon covered in dark blue scales lay on a pile of iron ore with a metallic sheen.

Its body is over five meters long, and its wingspan could probably exceed ten meters.

But it is not moving now.

Its enormous body lay sprawled on the ground, its thick hind legs curled up, and its wings drooping limply.

His head was tilted to one side, and his long neck was twisted at an unnatural angle.

Rhodes had a bad feeling—he didn't hear the wyvern breathing heavily!

Under normal circumstances, even when such a huge creature is asleep, its breathing should be as loud as a bellows.

But now, only the sound of frost breathing echoes in the cave.

"Could my luck be that bad...?"

Rod rushed forward and ran to the head of the wyvern.

He crouched down and placed his hand on Feilong's cold nostrils.

Hold your breath and focus intently on the sensation.

A faint warmth slowly escaped from his nostrils.

Although very faint, it still had some breath.

Rhodes let out a long breath.

"Alive."

Rod would go crazy if he finally found an adult wyvern and it died.

In Rhodes' hands, this wyvern wasn't a wyvern at all; it could evolve!

Seeing that Rod breathed a sigh of relief, Tucson dared to step forward and asked in a low voice,

"Holy Lord, what's wrong with it?"

Rhodes did not answer, but pressed his palm firmly against the dragon's forehead, attempting to communicate with the bipedal dragon.

The wyvern was fully conscious; it knew someone was approaching.

But its body was extremely weak, and it didn't even have the strength to lift its head.

Rhodes could sense the fear and despair in its heart.

Don't be afraid, I will help you.

Rhodes responded in his mind.

"I also want to know what's wrong with it."

Rhodes snapped out of his daze, got up, and began circling the wyvern's body, carefully examining it but finding no wounds.

Fearing the wound might be in the abdomen, Rhodes had the hunting party open up the wyvern's body, but they still found no wound.

What happened to this guy?
Rhodes was at a loss for words.

It could be an illness, poisoning, or some unknown curse.

We must find someone who knows how to treat this as soon as possible.

Rhodes suddenly stood up, turned around and looked at Tucson.

"Send a message back immediately."

He spoke rapidly, issuing a command.
"Tell Lucien that I have a magical beast here that is very sick and in critical condition."

"Have him take all the supernatural items, potions, anything that might be useful, and get here as fast as possible!"

"Yes, Holy Lord!"

Tucson didn't dare to be negligent and immediately lowered his head to communicate with his falcon.

"Forget it, you guys are too slow!"

Rhodes patted the frost off his face. "Come with me, we're going back to get Lusen!" With that, Rhodes turned and walked away without looking back.

"The rest of you guard the cave and prevent anyone from approaching!"

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Border Town, Lord's Manor.

Dora followed São down the corridor, carefully inspecting the estate she was about to manage.

She needed to get to know every servant there, and remember their names and duties.

Know the location of all supplies and be familiar with the keys to each storage room.

Only in this way can one smoothly take over the tedious affairs of the manor.

However, Dora already had a basic understanding of housework, so she was very adept at doing these things.

Dora listened to Sao's description while taking notes, and even noticed some problems.

"Aside from the guards, there are now fifty-three servants in this manor."

São walked beside Dora, his voice filled with a sense of relief.
"From now on, they will all be under your control, Miss Dora."

São was simply not good at handling these trivial matters, and the daily quarrels and laziness of his servants gave him a headache.

Now that Dora has taken over, Sao is finally free from these annoying daily chores and is in a great mood.

"The servants' quarters are over there, north of the main building."

Sao advised, "They were quite diligent when they first arrived, but now they often slack off in the mornings, so you may have to put in more effort."

"Yes, I understand."

Dora nodded seriously, quickly brushed the stray hairs from her forehead with her little finger, tucked them behind her ear, and then pinched the quill pen to write down Sao's words in the notebook.

Dora learned all of these things from her grandfather, so she wasn't worried at all.

"The guest rooms are on the south side. There weren't many people there before, but Mr. Luxem and Miss Linda just checked in."

"I'll introduce them to you in a moment. From now on, you'll be in charge of arranging their daily lives..."

No sooner had São finished speaking than the guest room door was suddenly pushed open.

Luxen and Linda came out of the room and saw Sao and Dora, so they quickly walked over.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Luxembourg, Miss Linda."

Sao stopped and nodded slightly in greeting.

Linda smiled and nodded in return.

But Lusen suddenly stopped in his tracks, staring blankly at Dora, who was writing intently.

Bright sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating Dora's focused profile.

The way he was working so diligently captivated Lu Sen.

"I'm talking to you."

Linda noticed Lucien's unusual behavior, frowned, and jabbed Lucien's ribs hard with her elbow.

"hiss……"

Lusen felt the pain and immediately snapped out of his daze.

He rubbed the spot where he had been bumped, a sheepish smile on his face.

"Ah, good afternoon, good afternoon."

He glanced at Sao, then his gaze unconsciously fell on Dora.

"Hello, beautiful lady."

“I am Luxen Stonemill, and I am… a lowly wizard apprentice.”

Luxen introduced himself and added, "But I'll definitely become a mid-level wizard apprentice before I'm thirty."

Linda frowned at Luxen's words and couldn't help but turn her head to stare at him.

What is this guy saying?
"Hello Mr. Luxen, I am Dora, Lord Rhodes' sister."

Dora held the booklet, a gentle smile on her face. "I'll be temporarily serving as the housekeeper of this manor. You can come to me if you need anything."

"Yes, yes, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Dora."

Lucien reached out, but Linda beat him to it.
"Hello, Miss Dora, I am Linda Green Willow."

Linda said without any hesitation, "Well, we're both a little hungry and want to find something hot to eat."

"no problem……"

Before Dora could finish speaking, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the sky!

Everyone instinctively looked up at the sky.

The next instant, Frost and Thunder descended from the sky and landed on the open ground of the courtyard!
"Lusen, bring all your wizarding items and come with me!"

Rhodes jumped off Thunder and strode over, saying, "A magical beast is unwell and needs your help!"

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The two dragons carried Rhodes and Luxen back to the cave at top speed.

The cold wind howled beneath the dragon's wings, and Lu Sen clung tightly to the dragon's scales, his entire body almost pressed against the frost's back.

Luxen had experienced soaring through the sky like that, the icy wind stinging his cheeks.

Even after landing, you can still feel the pain.

But Lucien ignored him, because he could sense the urgency of the situation, and followed Rod quickly into the cave.

There was no time to marvel at the wyvern's enormous size. Lucien hurriedly took out a sparkling gem, gripped it tightly, and examined the wyvern's body closely.

"Its vitality is gradually fading, yet there are no wounds. It's really strange."

"The key is that it wasn't poisoned."

After examining the wyvern, Lucian frowned. "Lord Rhodes, do you have any potions to replenish its life force?"

"Have."

Rhodes nodded slightly, then pulled Vivian over and took a bottle of potent life potion from her sleeve.

Lucien crouched down, pried open the wyvern's mouth a crack, and poured in the potent life potion.

A rich aura of life instantly spread out, and Rhodes could clearly feel that the life flame that was about to be extinguished within the dragon was reignited.

One bottle doesn't seem enough.

Rod reached into Vivian's sleeve again and took out another bottle of potent life potion, handing it to Lucien.

"Isn't that a bit too wasteful?"

There was a hint of reluctance in Luxem's words.

The potent life-saving potion is not difficult to make, but the materials required are very precious.

Rhodes frowned and said in a deep voice, "As long as we can save this two-legged wyvern, it won't be a waste to use as much as we need."

Lusen was startled and couldn't help but stare at Rhodes.

Rhodes's words implied that he possessed more than two bottles of potent life-saving potions.

Luxem couldn't help but feel envious.

In fact, the Dawn Society has quite a few valuable materials, but ultimately there are too many people, so each person only gets a little bit.

"Stop being stunned!"

Rod urged, "Hurry up and feed him!"

Lu Sen nodded, pried open the wyvern's mouth again, and poured in the potent life potion.

This time the effect was very obvious.

The wyvern's breathing gradually became steady and powerful, and its previously tightly closed eyelids began to tremble.

The chest rises and falls with each breath, producing a deep sound.

Soon, the wyvern slowly opened its eyes, its deep blue vertical pupils scanning everything around it.

"It's awake!"

Luxembourg's face lit up with joy, and he stood up excitedly.

But then he remembered something and quickly took several steps back!

"Lord Rhodes, be careful!"

Lusen hurriedly shouted a reminder, "Wyverns are not very intelligent and are extremely ferocious!"

"It may not even know we're rescuing it, and it might very well attack us!"

"It knows."

Rhodes remained calmly crouched in place, his gaze fixed on the wyvern.

As Rhodes said, the wyvern did not launch an attack.

And then, the wyvern struggled forward and took two steps to get closer to Rhodes.

The enormous dragon head slowly lowered, nuzzling against Rhodes' shoulder.

"This……"

Luxen stared wide-eyed at everything before him.

Even if wyverns aren't ferocious and don't attack humans, we should still be on guard!
But this dragon in front of me actually showed some affection...

Are all the records in the classics wrong?

Luxen stared at everything before him, his mind a jumble of confusion.

He then let out a long sigh, shook his head, and suddenly felt less surprised.

Because many abnormal things have already happened around Rhodes.

Lucien calmed down, took the gem out of his hand again, and said, "If you can control it, I'd like to examine it carefully again."

"it is good."

Rhodes nodded. "You can check as much as you like..."

Before the words were even finished, a sudden change occurred!
The wyvern's head suddenly lifted off Rhodes's shoulder, its neck held high, its entire head facing the front of the cave!

This sudden action startled Lucien, who retreated repeatedly while simultaneously channeling his magic!
Suddenly, the wyvern opened its mouth wide, aimed at the open space in front of it, and made a gurgling sound from deep in its throat!

"puff!"

A sticky, foul-smelling substance gushed from the mouth of the wyvern!

Fortunately, Lucien reacted quickly, and a semi-circular transparent shield unfolded in front of him!

"Clap clap-"

Dark white vomit kept slamming onto the shield!

Without this shield, Lucien would definitely be soaked to the bone by now!

"vomit!"

The two-legged wyvern stretched its neck, its body convulsing violently.

It vomited all over the ground, the foul-smelling liquid flowing across the surface.

The pungent smell made the hunting party members cover their noses, and some even gagged.

—The stench, a mixture of rotting flesh and stomach acid, was almost suffocating.

Even Rod frowned, instinctively took a half step back, and raised his arm to cover his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

The wyvern gagged several more times before stopping, then lay weakly on the ground, panting heavily.

Rod raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the disgusting vomit on the ground by the firelight.

The red and white liquid contained undigested chunks of meat and bone fragments.

In the center of the vomit, there was a dark object that stood out starkly against the surrounding colors.

(End of this chapter)