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

Chapter 75 Revisiting the Fairy Flower Garden

Puser shook off its dust-covered dragon claws, its massive head lowered slightly, surveying the entire silver mine pit before it.

Where is the bustling scene of goblins that used to roam here?

The open space outside the mine was already covered with withered yellow grass. When the wind blew, the grass stalks rustled and a few dry leaves were rolled up.

A thin layer of white frost covered the edge of the cave entrance, and scattered remnants of snow accumulated in the cracks between the rocks, indicating that no one had set foot here for almost half a year.

"Those damn green bugs."

Puse chopped down a half-person-high dead tree in half: "I clearly ordered that you should mine properly even while you are asleep."

He walked slowly to the front of the mine, his huge dragon nose twitching slightly as he carefully sniffed the air.

Apart from the smells of soil, withered grass, and snow, there was no trace of the goblin's distinctive sour, rotten odor.

"So, did something happen to these goblins, or did they all escape?"

Undeterred, Puse raised its dragon claw and roared fiercely into the depths of the mine.

The deafening roar echoed through the mine tunnels, startling several bats hiding in the shadows, which then fluttered out.

But even after the echo faded away, the mine remained quiet, without the slightest response.

"Damn it, it was just a few goblins who died while mining, how come they all escaped?"

Pu Se scratched the ground with his dragon claws in frustration, sending pebbles flying, his vertical pupils filled with self-righteous rage.

He didn't think his demands were excessive.

Looking across the entire continent, which evil dragon treats its retinue with such "mercy"?

Those brutal creatures, when they were in the mood, would capture and devour the monsters under their control; when they were in a bad mood, they would vent their anger by taking the flesh and blood of their own kind.

But what about him? From beginning to end, he didn't touch a single one of those green bugs.

All I asked them to do was to mine properly and stockpile some ore for me, but they dared to run away without a word. They are simply ungrateful!

Pu Se touched his belly.

You can't exactly start mining yourself now, can you?

If I were a gold mine, Puse would consider taking action, but a silver mine—

After eating too much silver ore, Puse came to regard it as a commoner's food. How could he let the Blue Dragon handle such a thing himself?

Puse thought of those humans.

Although his mineral map came from humans, these humans are the outsiders now. Letting them come out and mine some minerals shouldn't be a problem, right?

But right now, the most important thing is to fill our stomachs.

Pu Se, supporting himself, arrived at the warehouse where the silver ore was stored, that simple cave.

To the Blue Dragon's delight, there were still some large chunks of silver ore left in the warehouse.

As for those smaller silver mines, almost all of them have disappeared.

At this point, Puse clearly realized that the cunning goblins had likely chosen to defect shortly after Puse fell into a deep sleep.

Mining is a very hard job.

For these not-so-loyal goblins, without Puse constantly watching over and oppressing them, it's easy for them to develop wicked thoughts.

With so much time spent mining, they might as well go hunting. As time goes on, more and more goblins will be unwilling to mine.

Poseidon's enormous body squeezed into the warehouse, opened its mouth, and began to devour the pile of ore.

The hard silver ore brittled like a biscuit under his fangs, and the cool, yet faint, magic flowed down his throat into his stomach.

Compared to the richness of sapphire and the warmth of gold ore, the taste of silver ore is rather unremarkable.

As Puse gulped down the ore, the pile shrank visibly.

Before long, the warehouse was filled with nothing but mineral dust and gravel.

He licked the silver powder from the corner of his mouth, let out a metallic burp, and the emptiness in his stomach was finally filled.

"Once we deal with that red dragon, the gold mine will definitely be plentiful for humans to develop. At that time—if we find these goblins, we'll kill them all."

"Magic mirror, where is my magic mirror?"

A cold glint suddenly flashed in Puse's vertical pupils, and something he had temporarily put aside instantly surfaced in his mind.

His miraculous creation, that "magic mirror" that only flatters him.

Besides praising his scales, his majesty, and his supreme glory in various ways every day, that thing also had an additional function that he considered useless: searching for traces of life.

"Oh?" Pusser felt his brain was still a bit foggy from just waking up. "I almost forgot that the magic mirror has already been lent to the fairy."

"Now that the mission is complete, it's time to take it back."

Without the magic mirror's praise, Puse felt he wasn't walking so arrogantly anymore.

Puse flapped its enormous wings and flew toward the fairy flower garden in its memory.

The biting wind howled in my ears, and the closer I got to the flowerbed, the warmer the air became.

After passing through a low wall entwined with vines, the scene before you suddenly changes.

As far as the eye can see, there are vast expanses of blooming flowers, some as red as fire, others as pink as the sunset, and the air is filled with a sweet floral fragrance.

The stream meanders among the flowers, and sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light.

Even though it's a bleak autumn and winter outside, here it's still a vibrant spring scene, so warm that it makes you want to drowsily sleep.

Puse folded its wings and landed its massive body on the soft grass, startling several colorful butterflies into fluttering away.

He glanced around the flowerbed, his gaze quickly settling on a huge sunflower head.

The petals were golden and radiant, and in the soft center of the flower, a tiny fairy, no bigger than a palm, was curled up.

She has transparent butterfly wings and wears a little dress sewn from green petals.

She is sleeping soundly, clutching a transparent water droplet, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, and even her breath carries a faint floral fragrance.

It was Mino.

The evil dragon sneezed beside him, quickly waking the little fellow.

"It's you!" Mino flew up and accused the dragon, "Last time I slept here, it was you, you big bad dragon, who told Finny where I was sleeping!"

"That's right, it was me!" Pu Se never denied the bad things he had done, shamelessly admitting it directly.

"So what? What do you want? What can you do about it?"

Mino was so angry that her transparent wings trembled and her little face turned bright red.

She pointed at him with her slender finger, but couldn't utter a harsh word for a long time.

Of course she knew how tyrannical this blue dragon was. Back then, Finney was swayed by a few words from him and chased her all over the flowerbed.

But he had no way to deal with this big bad dragon. If they really fought, she was too small to even touch a single dragon scale.

The anger in his heart was like a bubble that had been popped, and most of it was released with a "pop".

Faced with the choice between anger and frustration, the little elf chose to be frustrated.

Mino stomped her little feet angrily, drooped her wings, crossed her arms, turned her face away, and said in a muffled voice, "You're just an unreasonable, big bad dragon!"

Looking at her angry but speechless expression, Pu Se let out a low laugh.

"Alright, I won't tell Finney this time. Where are your sisters? I want my treasure back."

Mino's ears twitched slightly, and she tightened her grip on her arms. She couldn't help but turn her head, her round eyes showing a hint of wariness, yet also a barely perceptible expectation.

She pressed him softly, "Are you serious? This time—this time you really won't tell Finney where I'm sleeping?"

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a slightly nasal quality, sounding like a child's tantrum even though it was a question.

After all, last time, Finney chased him around the flowerbed for a full three hours.

She only escaped by hiding inside a water lily bud, and she never wanted to experience that embarrassing situation again.

Seeing her hypocritical expression, Puse laughed even more smugly, patting the grass with his dragon tail, causing a few daisies to sway.

"Hmph, I always keep my word. As everyone knows, the Blue Dragon is the most trustworthy."

"As long as you obediently tell me where your sisters are, I won't bother arguing with a little brat like you."

"Okay, fine!"

The naive fairy, having never experienced the harsh realities of society, was skeptical of the blue dragon's words and told the evil dragon that the position belonged to her sister.

Puse flicked its tail and stopped wasting words with the simple-minded little fairy.

With a gentle lift of its massive dragon claw, it pushed aside the huge willow branch blocking its path.

Following the direction Mino pointed, he folded his wings and slowly walked deeper into the flower garden.

The further you go in, the stronger the fragrance of flowers becomes, and even the air is filled with twinkling fireflies.

These are flower spirits born from the fairies, wandering about.

The flowers along the roadside are becoming increasingly peculiar; some petals are as translucent as glass, while others have flickering flames hidden in their stamens.

Some vines are adorned with clusters of glistening fruits, which seem to possess an abundance of magic.

Pu Se opened his mouth wide without any hesitation and took a small bite to taste the saltiness.

Instead of swallowing the vine's fruit, he uprooted the vine, chewed it thoroughly, and then swallowed it all.

Not long after walking, we saw a patch of star-shaped flowers ahead.

Pusser found it strange.

"Hmm? Why would these fairies plant so many starflowers deep in the flowerbed?"

"Could it be that these fairies have finally bowed down to me and are willing to plant magical plants for me?"

Pu Se's vertical pupils narrowed slightly, his gaze piercing through the delicate petals of the starflower and landing on two figures not far away.

Those were two fairies slightly larger than Mino. One of them, wearing a silver petal dress and with a faint glow on her wings, was watering the starflower while standing on tiptoe. It was Ella.

Beside her, another bird wearing a pale yellow dress, its wings flapping rapidly, was none other than Finnie, who always loved chasing after Mino.

Poseidon stomped its massive dragon claw lightly on the ground, producing a dull thud that instantly attracted the attention of the two fairies.

"Hey, Ella!" His voice was loud and clear, with a hint of deliberate lightness.

"Just now in the flowerbed on the west side, your little one who loves to sleep hiding in the sunflower heads was complaining to me that he hates Sister Finnie!"

Upon hearing this, Finnie froze, flapped its wings faster, and turned to fly towards the flowerbed to the west.

Ella sighed and rubbed her forehead, turning to look at Puse with a hint of exasperation in her voice: "Lord Blue Dragon, you're teasing Mino again."

Pusser raised his head proudly: "Tch~, I only promised her I wouldn't tell Finney on my own initiative, I didn't say Finney couldn't eavesdrop."

Hahahahahahahahahaha!

Puse's laughter made the petals of the starflower tremble.

He finished laughing, shook off his dragon claws covered in grass clippings, and his gaze greedily fell on the star-shaped flowers in the center of the flowerbed.

"It was just a promise from a mere little fairy. I didn't break it. Even if I did, so what? It was just a joke."

He let out a low groan, and his enormous head lunged forward, opening its mouth full of sharp teeth, ready to bite down on the thickest star flower.

"Shut up!" A crisp shout suddenly rang out.

A golden figure darted out from the starflower bushes and blocked Puse's mouth.

It was a fairy even taller than Ella, with leaf-vein-like patterns on her wings; she was none other than Lia, the guardian of this flower garden.

She stood with her hands on her hips, her small body radiating an astonishing aura, her emerald green eyes fixed on Pu Se, her voice filled with anger.

"These star-shaped flowers aren't for you to eat, but this particular patch is the exception!"

"Why should I?" Puse scoffed, arrogantly saying, "There's nothing in this flowerbed that I, Blue Dragon Puse, can't eat."

Lia's shoulders slumped slightly, her previously straight back softened, and her eyes instantly filled with a gray mist.

Her voice was as soft as a breeze, gently brushing against Pousser's heart: "Because beneath these starflowers lies—Bruce."

Puse's mouth froze in mid-air, his sharp fangs just inches away from the petals of the star flower, but he could no longer fall.

His vertical pupils, which were always filled with greed and arrogance, now showed a rare hint of hesitation.

The wind swept through the flowerbed, and the petals of the starflower trembled gently, as if someone were sobbing softly.

Puse slowly retracted its dragon claws, lowered its massive head slightly, and stood silently, its gaze fixed on the shimmering silver petals.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the petals.

He stopped laughing and shouting that he wanted to eat the flowers; he just stared blankly at them, even the tip of his tail drooping.

Puse sat quietly in front of the star-shaped flowers all night.

The fairies wisely refrained from disturbing them.

As night quietly enveloped the flowerbed, the ordinary star flowers of the day now looked as if a shattered galaxy had been scattered on the ground.

Each petal glowed faintly in the night, the tiny specks of light like falling stars, flowing slowly along the flower stem.

The entire flower field resembled a sleeping Milky Way, with tiny specks of light floating in the air, echoing the distant stars in the sky.

A gentle breeze stirs the flowers, causing them to ripple and sway, their glow like fireflies whispering tender secrets.

Looking at the reflected sea of ​​stars, Pu Se lay on the grass, gently folding his huge wings, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquil light.

The fluorescent light from the petals fell onto his dark blue scales, like countless tiny stars.

Under the tranquil night sky, this fierce blue dragon seemed to possess a rare serenity.

As dawn broke, the first rays of golden light pierced the curtain of night and fell upon the petals of the starflower.

The fireflies that had twinkled all night, like weary stars, gradually dimmed, leaving only a faint silver glow on the petals, glistening with a few drops of morning dew.

After asking Lia about the adventure and how she retrieved the magic mirror, Puse asked without expression for details and left with the mirror.