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

Dark blue wing membranes cut through the warm wind, and Puse's figure swept across the dense canopy of trees, gliding towards the fairy flower garden in his memory.

The air gradually filled with a sweet floral fragrance, mixed with the freshness of dew and grass.

This is an aura that only lands protected by fairy magic possess.

He folded his wings and landed lightly on a patch of clover adorned with fluorescent light, then, unsurprisingly, trampled a large patch of clover to pieces.

At the edge of the flowerbed, a fluffy little green ball is curled up inside a sunflower, its chest rising and falling slightly as it sleeps.

Puse immediately recognized the fairy who was always sleeping; it was Mino, the youngest sister of the fairies, whose miracle creation was [Dewdrop].

Mino seemed startled by the sound, her wings fluttered slightly, revealing a pair of sleepy eyes.

She groggily raised her head and, upon seeing Pu Se, paused for a moment before grabbing a sunflower petal to try and cover herself.

This fairy is undoubtedly the most timid.

However, eight years is enough time for Puse to gradually become familiar with these fairies, and even the most timid fairy will not run away at the sight of the blue dragon.

"Hello, little fairy, where is your sister?" Pu Se asked in a very familiar manner.

Mino's voice had a strong nasal tone, and he even yawned slightly.

"My sister is taking care of that clumsy big guy in the flower garden to the north."

In this flowerbed, besides the five goblins, there was only that kobold, so the big guy Mino was talking about was Bruce.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mino staggered and almost collapsed onto the sunflower.

She quickly steadied herself, but couldn't help yawning, and her eyes slowly closed again.

"I'll sleep for five minutes... just five minutes..."

She mumbled something, then buried herself in the clover pile next to her, instantly curling up into that fluffy little green ball and falling asleep again.

Looking at him sleeping so soundly, Pu Se smiled mischievously.

Puse walked slowly toward the flowerbed to the north, stepping on the bent flower stems.

The closer you get, the sweet fragrance in the air carries a hint of earthy and rusty odors, along with a faint magical fluctuation.

He arrived at the flower garden to the north, where four fairies were flapping their wings restlessly.

In the center of the land, the kobold Bruce lay on his back with suspicious drool at the corner of his mouth, clearly unconscious.

As soon as Puse arrived, he said directly, "Fini, Mino is sleeping in the flowerbed on the east side."

"You can find her under a sunflower next to a small flower."

That's how evil dragons are.

Pu Se can feel happy whenever a fairy is unlucky, even if it's something as trivial as disturbing a fairy's sleep.

The lively Finnie's eyes lit up when she heard the news, but she didn't rush off towards Mino as usual.

The fairy in the yellow floral dress looked worriedly at the unconscious kobold, her expression hesitant, and unusually chose to stay.

Poseidon finally noticed Bruce.

"Oh, my kinsman, what happened to him? This happened near your flower garden!"

Blue Dragon said in an exaggerated tone, "You must give me an explanation for this matter and take responsibility for my family."

Lia burst out from the horde of fairies, her once gentle face now flushed crimson. Hands on her hips, she shrieked at Puse, "Shameless! You are the most shameless evil dragon!"

She pointed at the unconscious Bruce, her voice full of accusation: "How dare you call him your subordinate? Look at him!"

"He worked in the mine for half a month straight, mining for you, without a single day of rest!"

Leah's voice grew louder: "And you, you don't even care whether he lives or dies! You're not worthy to be his master!"

Following her gaze, Pousser saw that Bruce's palms were covered with thick calluses and several deep, bone-revealing wounds.

Some had scabbed over, while others were still oozing blood, clearly marks left from holding a pickaxe for a long time.

"So you feel sorry for him?" Pusser refused to admit that it was his responsibility.

"I never ordered him to keep mining for me. On the contrary, I once ordered Bruce to stop mining."

The blue dragon said arrogantly, "But unfortunately, this scaly cub doesn't think that way. It always tries to offer up iron ore."

This iron pot recipe is not to be taken lightly.

Bruce's iron ore mining speed was extremely slow, far less efficient than a group of goblins.

Moreover, this is a rather low-quality iron ore mine.

The kobolds mined out so little iron ore, not even a single drop. Would Puse really be short of iron ore?

Pu Se isn't so poor that he's eating dirt.

The pale green healing magic swirling around Deli's fingertips flickered slightly, her voice as soft as a breeze, yet it instantly silenced the noisy argument.

"My sister, and Lord Blue Dragon, neither of you realizes the real reason."

She looked down at Bruce's furrowed brow: "Bruce isn't doing this for mining, nor for offerings; he's just too lonely."

Deli's slender fingers gently brushed across Bruce's rough cheek, where mineral dust still clung.

"There are only us fairies in the flower garden, and him, an out-of-place kobold. There are no other like him here."

She looked up at Pusser, then glanced at her three sisters beside her: "He's afraid that if he stops, he'll remember that he has no companions, no family members with lizard heads like him who like to dig holes."

"For this guy, mining isn't a task, it's a calling."

Deli's voice gradually lowered, and the healing magic in her hands slowly seeped into Bruce's skin, causing the bleeding wounds to begin to scab over.

"Only when mining and offering sacrifices to iron ore does this dog-headed man, who has no tribe, realize the meaning of his existence."

"That's why he doesn't care about his increasingly deteriorating health and keeps mining."

As for why she knows Bruce so well, it's probably because this fairy is exceptionally sensitive to loneliness.

"Oh, I see..."

Puther's voice was low: "But if that's the case, there's nothing I can do. Bruce's people should have all died out eight years ago."

"Those were a few Rock-Breaking Demon Worms. At least I avenged Bruce. As for Loneliness..."

Pusser really had no other choice.

He's preparing for a breakthrough, so he can't just abandon his breakthrough plan to keep this weak, pitiful, and helpless kobold company, can he?

The fairies looked at each other, unable to come up with any ideas for a moment.

Even though they healed Bruce's physical body from its near collapse time and time again, how could they heal his emotional wounds and loneliness?

In the fairy's despair, Puse's panel suddenly popped up.

You have come across the new final chapter of "Fairies and Kobolds," titled "The Kobolds Return Home," which prompts the fairies to help Bruce find his people.

The specific location has been sent to the Magic Mirror.