I am a wicked dragon, and you want me to fall into goodness?

Chapter 131 Is this the dragon's fault? (3k)

Karen strode out of the council chamber with an unstoppable fighting spirit.

He needed to immediately summon his trusted knights, take stock of the military equipment, and devise a route to attack Malcolm.

The mud of the Black Swamp Forest, the breath of the Black Dragon, and the shadow of the Weakling Monster could not dampen his burning determination at this moment.

The hall fell silent instantly.

Cedric stood frozen in place, his aged fingers still pressed on the map, marking the territory of the Black Marsh Forest.

He turned to look at Pu Se, his expression now filled with even deeper worry: "Your Highness Pu Se—"

"You know perfectly well that now is not a good time for Princess Karen to take action."

"The swamp is Malcolm's home turf, and preying on weak monsters is its henchman, not to mention that it itself is already a fully grown black dragon—"

Before he could finish speaking, Puse turned his eyes slightly, stretched his massive body, and the starlight on his dark blue scales flickered, like stars in the night sky.

"Cedric, you've lived this long, and you're getting more and more cowardly."

"Karen might not be a match for that black dragon. Besides, there's you, a peak Hero-rank spellcaster—"

He paused, his sharp features slightly raised: "Keep an eye on things from behind. Even if Karen fails, she certainly won't die."

""

Cedric opened his mouth, wanting to persuade him again.

What he feared was not that Karen couldn't defeat Malcolm, but that after killing the Black Dragon, the Crimson Empire's iron cavalry would suddenly launch a sneak attack and advance unimpeded.

Those children who are still growing up, and those who have just settled down, will continue to live in fear.

Kepu Se clearly had no interest in listening to his rambling.

The massive dragon body suddenly trembled, its wings unfolding like a cascading ribbon of silk from the sky, creating a gust of wind.

He didn't look at Cedric again. With a gentle push from his massive dragon claw, his enormous body burst out of the council chamber and soared into the azure sky.

"Noisy."

Puse's figure quickly transformed into a dark blue star in the night sky, skimming over the city walls of Starfall City and traversing forests.

He flew extremely fast, yet with a familiar languor, as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard.

It skimmed over the stream, past the dew-laden treetops, and finally flew towards a spot emitting a faint glow.

That was the fairy's flower garden.

Hidden in the forest east of Starfall City, protected by layers of fairy magic, the entrance is impossible for ordinary people to find.

Pu Se entered the flower garden with practiced ease. The huge dragon body slowly descended, as if it had come home. It took a small bite of each novel flower it saw.

Finally, it came to the patch of star flowers in the center of the flowerbed, where they were in full bloom.

The petals are white, and the stamens shimmer with silver light. When the wind blows, they sway gently in large swathes.

Puse's massive body curled up gently, its dark blue scales clinging to the soft petals. The starlight and the petals' glow reflected each other, creating a surprisingly harmonious effect.

He rested his head on his front paws, his eyes half-closed, looking as if he were about to fall into a deep sleep, as if the arguments in the council hall and the plans to defeat the black dragon had nothing to do with him.

The fairies in the flower garden were already used to it.

This wasn't the first time Pusser had come here to rest; they were already used to the blue dragon's sudden visits.

Sometimes I come to bask in the sun, sometimes to escape Cedric's nagging, and sometimes I simply find this patch of starflowers comfortable to sleep in.

Leah was floating beside a patch of moonflower, gently combing the petals with her fingertips.

She glanced up at Pu Se, who was curled up among the star flowers, gave him a brief look, and then lowered her head again to continue tending to the flowers in her hands gently and attentively.

The Moon-Striped Orchid has a semi-transparent gauze texture, seven petals, and is shaped like a crescent moon.

The base is pearl white, gradually turning into a misty pale blue towards the petal tips, with fine silver threads edging the edges.

The flower's center is adorned with delicate golden stamens, each topped with a liquid mercury-like dewdrop that never drips; its leaves resemble peacock feathers.

This is the "reward" the fairies received. As agreed, the Starry Kingdom needs to continuously collect fresh flower seeds and send them to the fairies' flower garden.

Karen and Cedric kept their promise, so Pousser would occasionally act as a postman, delivering flower seeds to the fairies.

A tiny, emerald-green fairy, fluttering its butterfly-like glowing wings, slowly circled around Puse's curled-up, enormous body.

Mino stopped in front of the blue dragon and asked curiously, "Puse, have you gotten fatter again?"

"When I came last time, I was actually smaller than I am now."

Suddenly, Puse's nose twitched slightly, and his icy blue vertical pupils opened a crack, followed by a loud sneeze.

A sudden gust of cool wind burst forth from his nostrils, and the green goblin was blown away by the force before it could even cry out in surprise.

Her small body tumbled in mid-air, barely managing to grab onto a dew-covered vine to steady herself.

"Gained weight?" Puse's voice was filled with offended displeasure. "You're not fat at all! This is muscle, the powerful strength of the dragon race!"

"Do you think my body is something you can just grow anywhere? Beneath every inch of my scales lies muscle capable of overturning mountains and tearing the earth apart!"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

"I'm going to sue you for defamation!"

Mino wiggled her toes, clinging to the curls of the dew-covered vine, her bright green face full of defiance, and retorted in a soft voice, "That's right! Sister Lia said you've gotten rounder in the last six months!"

Poseidon's eyes suddenly froze, and his massive head abruptly turned toward Leah.

The golden fairy's fingertips had just touched the silver-edged petals of the Moonstriped Orchid when she heard this, her body stiffened very slightly, and her eyes blinked.

But in an instant, she regained her composure and looked up to meet the blue dragon's gaze.

"Hmph, I didn't say anything wrong."

She swept her gaze across Puse's curled-up body, from his broad back to his outstretched front paws.

"Last time, when you brought me the seeds of the Moonflower Orchid, the plant was noticeably smaller."

"Now you've grown another half meter, and you have to consciously fold your wings when you walk around the flowerbed path."

Puse's size is indeed increasing rapidly.

Still in its adolescence, its body has reached a length of 21 meters, a size that represents the pinnacle of a young blue dragon, somewhere between youth and adulthood.

Other young blue dragons at this stage are only about ten meters tall.

But Pu Se was different; his strength increased rapidly, and his body grew in tandem with his power.

At this rate, it will probably take less than six months for it to reach a size comparable to an adult blue dragon.

The image of the black dragon in the Black Swamp Forest flashed through his mind, and a sharp light flashed in his icy blue vertical pupils.

The bloodlines of the five-colored dragons are inherently differentiated in strength, with the black dragon ranking only ahead of the white dragon.

In terms of physical strength and power, it is far inferior to the red dragon, and its base stats are even lower than those of the blue and green dragons.

If Malcolm the Black Dragon hadn't been an adult for a long time, he might not have been as large as Puse when he first entered adulthood.

With Puse's current strength, the adult black dragon Malcolm was stronger than him, but under Puse's frenzied attacks, the black dragon would always get injured.

A few years ago, Poseidon and Malcolm had a few chance encounters and fought fiercely to a standstill.

Now, all that's needed is to keep attacking the same scales on Malcolm's neck or head during the fight, thus continuously building up the damage.

With his current solidified power, he could directly pierce the black dragon's throat, leaving the foolish dragon no time to even howl.

As for whether they can actually kill each other—

The so-called ironclad rule that dragons must not kill each other is nothing more than a boring rule that Tiamat uses to restrain true dragons.

They have no control over the score.

This is one of the material planes of the multiverse.

Surely the Mother of Evil Dragons, who is far away in the Nine Hells, wouldn't personally tear through the dimensional barrier to settle scores with him for a mere adult black dragon?

It's nothing more than using the true name to remove the curse, or using those well-known curses as punishment for Pyth.

But Poseidon didn't care at all.

The Noble Dragon will clear all negative statuses; any curses that have just entered Puse's body will be immediately removed.

This blue dragon has been offline the whole time.

That cruel five-colored dragon queen couldn't control him at all, let alone teach him how to do things.

"This is the flowerbed's problem!" he growled, refuting Leah's point of view and expressing his dissatisfaction with the fairy.

How could a dragon adapt to its environment? Isn't it the environment that adapts to the dragon?

"It's not that I've gained weight, it's that your shabby flowerbed is too small!"

He raised one of his front paws and impatiently swept it across the crowded flowerbed beside him, casually stuffing the rest of the flowers he had tasted into his mouth.

"Look, look! This place is so small, I can't even stretch my tail out here."

"The wings have to be pressed tightly against the back, and even breathing has to be done carefully, for fear of accidentally crushing you delicate little flowers!"

"Last time I came, you hadn't planted so many random flowers, so I naturally looked smaller. But now?"

"The flower seeds piled up more and more, and the flower bed was so crowded that I had to shrink myself into a ball, which naturally made me look rounder!"

Pu Se's tone was full of self-righteousness.

"So, the problem isn't with me at all, it's with you! Leah, as the manager of the flowerbed, can't you expand this awful place a little?"

"Clear out more land, plant more spacious areas, so I can lie down comfortably, instead of being squeezed so much by all these flowers and plants that I can barely even turn over!"

Upon hearing this, Lia's slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, her fingertips still lingering on the silvery edge of the Moondust Orchid, as if she were seriously considering the feasibility of Puse's words.

She lowered her eyes, letting the sunlight sweep across the densely packed, almost seamless array of colorful flowers in the flowerbed.

Then he looked up at Puse's enormous body, which almost filled the entire field of star flowers.

Leah was silent for a moment, her voice calm but with a hint of seriousness: "You—you seem to be right, it really should be expanded a bit."

She was completely unaware that, as the owner of the flower garden, she should have required her guests to follow the rules.

If Puse, as a visitor, had been more polite and proactively reduced his size, he wouldn't have experienced such a crowded situation.

At this moment, she regarded "expanding the flower bed" as an important matter that needed to be addressed immediately.

Puse flicked its tail and fell asleep contentedly.