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Chapter 87, Section 86: Frillian's Mother

Just as Gu Yuan was packing his luggage and preparing to leave.

In the woods outside the capital, Donna landed safely with Solitaire.

Solitaire was as pale as a sheet, and the moment she touched the ground, she bent over and began to dry heave.

"Ugh!"

She leaned against a nearby tree trunk, panting heavily, and asked weakly:

"Senior, you're so strong, why did you insist on taking me along?"

"I just want to live a peaceful, secluded life, enjoying the occasional pleasure of dissecting humans. I have no desire to be inexplicably drawn into the demon race's grand scheme."

This is completely inconsistent with her usual way of doing things.

Even if she were to fight Frilian in the future, it would be because of her best friend Mahat.

Donna chuckled softly, her voice tinged with a hint of helplessness:

"Who wouldn't want to live in seclusion? But this is His Majesty's order, and I cannot disobey it."

"I brought you along because that child chose you. Perhaps it was because of your talent for perfectly disguising yourself as a human."

"You don't need to underestimate yourself; your abilities are already outstanding among young demons."

Although Solitaire was only a hundred years old and her strength was far inferior to that of later generations, her years of research allowed her magic to develop into a unique system.

According to Shurahat, she has mastered at least four types of magic, which is extremely rare among the entire demon race.

Solitaire's dry heaving gradually subsided. She straightened up, wiped the water from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were still somewhat dazed.

Seeing that her condition had improved, Donna withdrew her gaze, took a step forward, and her tone became serious:

"Alright, now that we've recovered enough, let's quickly disguise ourselves and head into the city."

"Time waits for no one; the Demon Clan's grand plan cannot be delayed any longer."

Solitaire took a few breaths, followed, and subconsciously asked:

"How to disguise it?"

She touched the corner of her forehead.

The bulge is only about two centimeters long, and can be barely covered by a hood, but it's not as big as Senior Donna's...

"Don't worry about me."

Donna waved her hand, took off her black cloak, and waved it. Her tone was calm and unhurried. "This is a magical artifact. Compared to you young demons, we old ones have long been prepared to mingle in the human world."

She casually wrapped the cloak around her head, instantly transforming it into a dark headscarf, and the conspicuous horns on her forehead disappeared as well.

She turned to look at Solitaire, her tone carrying a hint of caution:

"Remember, what exposes our identities is never the physical characteristic of horns, but the desire to eat people and destroy that is ingrained in the bones of demons."

"Once we enter the city, we must restrain ourselves from these things."

Solitaire nodded, her expression indifferent, and it was unclear how much she had actually taken in.

As the two emerged from the woods and embarked on the road to the capital, a caravan approached them.

Clap clap. The sound of horses' hooves drew near.

They exchanged a glance.

Once the caravan was close, they launched a swift attack, accurately stunning the guards at the rear of the convoy.

Sneaking into the carriage, he deftly rummaged through the cargo boxes and pulled out several sets of well-fitting clothes and a money bag.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye. Before the convoy ahead could even notice anything amiss, they had already quietly retreated back into the woods with their spoils.

Later, disguising himself as a human, he infiltrated the city. He found a place near the city's outskirts, a convenient escape route, and settled down.

Just as they were fixing their makeup, changing their clothes, and preparing to go out to find the black market and inquire about the name "Gu Yuan," a mournful dragon roar suddenly came from the sky. A red mirror dragon cried out and flew out from the direction of the palace.

On the dragon's back, Gu Yuan flexed his wrists, fidgeted with his fingers, and spoke with a hint of disdain:

"He actually wants to eat me. This guy, he really is an ungrateful wretch."

"Forget it, I'll find a chance to replace it someday. There should be docile dragons in this world, even if a dragon like the Celestial Vein Dragon is a bit too big."

Behind her, Miliald shook her head gently as she watched the Red Mirror Dragon's disobedient behavior.

She couldn't help but sigh: a body without magic is indeed a natural advantage when it comes to taming monsters.

But once you possess magic—it can only be said that everything has its gains and losses.

Celia sat on the other side of the dragon's back, her eyes slightly narrowed, her heart filled with anxiety.

She was eventually taken along by Gu Yuan, for a simple reason:

Gu Yuan was worried that she would return to her lair and ask her disciples for help while he was away.

The capital city will have to be demolished by then.

"—This is troublesome. Gu Yuan actually has a dragon as a mount."

Celiah thought to herself,

"Even if I run away, I can't outrun a dragon. Do I really have to wait until it dies of old age before I can break free from the chains that control the stone ring?"

Decades is not a long time for elves.

But the thought of being used like a servant for the next few decades made Celia feel dizzy.

If physical intimacy were to occur again, he would likely never forget this humiliation for the rest of his life.

This is terrifying. Why did it have to happen to me? "Senior, that dragon—"

On the ground, Solitaire had just stepped out of the inn when she was drawn to the dragon's roar in the sky.

She looked up at the sky, her eyes filled with shock.

Humans have become so powerful?

They can even tame high-level monsters like dragons?

Donna followed her gaze, glanced at her warily, recognized the dragon's race, and then looked away.

"Ignore it, it's just a red mirror dragon, nothing special."

"Let's hurry to the black market, don't waste time."

Of all the dragons in the world, she believed that only the Imperial Prison Dragon was worthy of a fight.

The Red Mirror Dragon was no different from a subordinate in front of him; his own lightning magic could easily penetrate it.

but-

Although Donna was thinking this, her instincts still made her notice the figure on the dragon's back.

After all, as humans, we will inevitably be enemies of the demon race in the future.

It is a major threat.

We need to find an opportunity to investigate together.

"Yes."

Despite being surprised by the changes in humanity over the years, Solitaire quickly regained her composure and hurried to catch up with Donna.

Unaware that their target was passing overhead, the two quickly disappeared into the depths of the capital's streets and alleys.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuan, riding the Red Mirror Dragon, had already left the outline of the capital city far behind.

The two groups of people thus intersected perfectly.

III1

Western border.

When we landed, the sun was past noon, and the dazzling sunlight shone on the river not far away, creating shimmering waves that made our eyes water.

Gu Yuan took out the black stone map and looked down at it:

"Is it around here?"

A thousand years can change many things, but it cannot change the outline of a mountain range.

Gu Yuan raised his head, looked at the surrounding mountains, and combined with the location of the ruins mentioned by the Chamber of Commerce, quickly selected a direction.

He patted the Red Mirror Dragon on the neck and gave the order:

"Let's go take a look over there."

The Crimson Mirror Dragon let out a low groan, spread its wings, and immediately flew towards the mountains.

The ground was whipped up by strong winds.

Meanwhile, in the mountains thirty kilometers ahead of Gu Yuan, a white-haired female elf was squatting on the ground picking herbs.

It rained last night, and the soil smells fresh with the scent of grass and trees.

She bent down and carefully snapped off the roots of the herbs, placing them into the bamboo basket at her waist.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, his gaze fixed on the distant village, a hint of worry in his eyes.

"I wonder how Frillie's illness is going—"

"Hopefully these herbs will be of some use."

She sighed softly, thinking of her daughter's illness, lowered her head again, and quickened her pace in gathering herbs.

Soon the sun will begin to set, and we must get back to the village before dark.