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

Upon learning that he could seek out this tribe, Bruce's deteriorating spirit became exceptionally excited.

Excitement, like a tiny flame, had just ignited in Bruce's withered chest when it was extinguished by piercing doubts and began to flicker.

"Find them... is it really possible?"

His voice was hoarse from just waking up.

The fear from eight years ago is like a bone-deep infection; the slightest touch will cause it to spread throughout the body.

The ear-piercing sound of the rock-crushing worms gnawing at the rocks, the dizzying sensation of the earth collapsing, and the entrance to the tribe swallowed by darkness when looking back.

Puse casually replied, "Of course, as the leader, I always have some trump cards up my sleeve, but I need the fairies' cooperation."

"Bruce, the boss will be in a deep sleep for a while and won't have time to help you fulfill your wish. You can pray to these fairies instead."

"With their help, I think the journey to find the kobolds will be full of twists and turns... and everything will go smoothly."

In the end, Puse chose the second option.

According to the plot of the adventure story, without even thinking, the fairies and kobolds will encounter some twists and turns and experience an adventure.

But he was about to fall into a deep sleep, and he couldn't care less about that now.

Nothing is more important now than slumber; everything must give way to Puse's transformation into adolescence.

"Hey!! We haven't agreed yet!"

The golden fairy said indignantly, "How can you, you wicked dragon, make decisions for us all at once?"

The golden fairy, hands on hips, puffed out its cheeks in anger, its transparent wings flapping rapidly. "We still have to take care of the flowerbeds in the forest!"

"No matter what, they are not servants that you, this evil dragon, can order around at will!"

At Puse's prompting, Bruce looked pitifully at the fairies flying in the air.

As soon as Leah finished speaking, she met Bruce's pitiful eyes.

His eyes were full of pleading, like an abandoned orphan, which made her firm refusal suddenly get stuck in her throat.

Scenes from eight years ago suddenly flooded my mind.

When Bruce was brought back by Puse, he was covered in wounds and very reserved, not daring to approach the fairy's territory.

They simply squatted outside the flowerbed, clumsily using their paws to shoo away the gophers that were gnawing on the seedlings.

Later, after they became familiar with each other, he received the fairy's permission to help pull weeds, turn over soil, and catch and eat some insects hidden under the leaves.

He never dared to disturb them, but simply worked silently on the side. The setting sun cast a long shadow of him, but he was always all alone.

Leah felt a little soft-hearted and looked at her sisters. For such an important matter, she definitely needed to test her sisters' attitudes.

The flapping of her transparent wings slowed down, and she subconsciously turned her head to look in the other direction.

"Dali..."

She first questioned Deli, the oldest fairy in the flower garden besides her, and also her most trusted sister.

The fairies whispered among themselves for a while.

Puse made a timely threat, saying in a very impatient tone, "Weak fairies, you'd better think it over."

"I have two more chances—no, one more—to let you cultivate potions, but this time my slumber will last for several years..."

Of course, Puse's slumber wouldn't last that long; it was just an exaggeration to put some psychological pressure on these fairies.

These fairies were indeed fooled.

After a while, Lia flew to Puse and said matter-of-factly, "You want our help? Fine, but you have to give me back my dandelion whistle now."

"Okay," he readily agreed.

A small, delicate dandelion whistle emerged from Puse's stomach and appeared in the palm of his hand, still covered in saliva.

The whistle was as white as snow, and its fluffy fibers shimmered with a faint magical glow.

"Here you go!" He flicked the whistle, and it flew precisely to Leah.

"Ugh, that's disgusting!"

Lia, both disgusted and delighted, quickly caught the whistle, carefully holding it in her hands, a satisfied expression finally appearing on her face.

She turned to Bruce, her tone much gentler: "Alright, we agree to help you find your people!"

"But remember, you must absolutely obey our commands during the journey. You are not allowed to act on your own, and you are absolutely not allowed to cause us any trouble!"

Bruce was so excited he was trembling.

He quickly expressed his gratitude to... his boss, the great evil dragon Lord Puse.

Leah stomped her foot angrily in the air, gave a haughty snort, and turned to go to the stream to clean up her beloved dandelion whistles.

The few days that Puse stayed behind passed by unexpectedly peacefully.

He no longer roamed the forest as he used to, nor did he bother with Bruce and the fairies' preparations.

He would perch on the branches of a giant tree next to the flowerbed every day, basking in the sun with his dragon eyes half-closed.

The dark blue dragon scales, having remained motionless in the sunlight for so long, had a few dandelion fluffs settle on them, giving him a rare air of languor.

The fairies were busy cultivating potions and preparing their bags for the upcoming journey.

Every day, Leah would carry her dandelion whistle with her, and occasionally when she looked up and saw Pusser on the tree, she would glare at him angrily.

Bruce became the busiest one.

He had to help the fairies tend the flower garden and also hurry up and mine, hoping to offer the last batch of the purest iron ore before Puse fell into a deep sleep.

Every morning, he would go into the mine and not come out until sunset, dragging his tired body out.

Even when they were so tired they couldn't even lift their fingers, they would still insist on delivering the iron ore they had dug to Puse.

Puse remained arrogant towards the iron ore, always eating it all up, frowning and saying, "It's still so hard to eat," but never actually refusing it.

He watched Bruce drag himself away with heavy steps, a barely perceptible ripple flashing in his dragon eyes.

This tiny kobold is like a piece of firewood about to burn out.

Even Poseidon couldn't guarantee whether Bruce would be reborn or... die completely after fulfilling this wish.

Several days later, the potion was finally ready, and it was time for Puse to leave.

Leah, Ella, Finney, and Bruce also prepared to set off, while Deli stayed behind to take care of Mino and the fairy's flower garden.

Deli and Mino handed the Black Stone and Dewdrop to their sister Lia, who was about to embark on a long journey, and offered her the fairy's blessing.

Of the two departing teams, besides these, there was only one last thing left.

"Let go! Let go!"

Lia tried to pull the magic mirror out of Puse's dragon claws, but it wouldn't budge.

She soared through the air, pointing at the shameless dragon's nose and yelling, "Are you going to let us go or not?"

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" Pu Se felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

He originally thought that handing the magic mirror over to the fairies was just a temporary measure to get them to help Bruce find his people.

But when it came time to let go, the dragon's claws seemed to be bound by invisible chains, and it was impossible for it to let go.

"This is a magic mirror that can praise evil dragons."

"Great master, I don't want to leave you either. The magic mirror wants to stay by your side forever."

The magic mirror also lamented at this moment; its purpose in being to sincerely praise Puse was now to be separated from him.

"Stop talking." Hearing the Magic Mirror's sorrowful words, Puse felt even more reluctant to part.

If the magic mirror continued talking, Pu Se's firm goal was about to waver.

Amidst Puse's grief, the magic mirror was shrunk using a transformation spell and finally handed over to the fairy Lia.

Finally, the dragon took away the potion that helped him fall asleep.

Puse spread his dark blue wings, which sliced ​​through the forest sky.

He didn't turn around, but he could clearly sense Bruce's gaze, which was a mixture of gratitude and reluctance, as well as Leah's sullen grumbling.

After returning to their lair, Puse greeted Kawimas and then ventured deeper into the natural cave complex.

The potions worked very quickly.

At first, there was a heavy feeling throughout my body, like my wings were being weighed down by countless snowflakes, followed by a blurring of consciousness.

Those memories of Bruce, fairies, and the magic mirror were like the wind blowing them away, gradually becoming ethereal.

He didn't know how much time had passed before his consciousness completely sank into darkness.