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

Chapter 85 Reencounter with Miss Linor (4k)

The Long-Eared Tribe warriors were escorted by the Red-Toothed Knights, walking step by step towards the makeshift prison.

The footprints in the snow were haphazard and intertwined, much like the complex relationship between the Levi people and the Long-eared tribe.

Suddenly, a sharp shout came from behind the crowd, breaking the oppressive silence.

"Wait! There's another long-eared tribesman! And another one who hasn't been captured yet!"

The shout instantly drew the attention of all the Red Fang Knights. Karen assumed that the Long-Eared Tribe had taken advantage of the chaos to escape, and placed her hand on the sword at her waist.

Cedric's eyes darted quickly across the crowd, swiftly identifying his target.

In the shadows on the other side of the street, a slender figure was huddled in a corner, clutching something in her arms.

The moment she heard the shout, Linor's heart clenched. Almost reflexively, she raised her hand and grabbed the hood of her black robe tightly before turning and walking away.

Her ears were originally slightly perked up, pressed tightly against the sides of her scalp, as if afraid that her distinctive long ears would give away her identity.

After his identity was revealed, he immediately tried to leave, but unfortunately—it was too late.

Two burly, red-toothed knights suddenly emerged from the shadows and gripped Linor's arms like iron pincers.

Caught off guard, she stumbled and was dragged into the snowy light. The hood of her black robe was pulled askew, revealing half of her long, pointed ears covered in fine down.

"Let me go!" Linor's voice trembled uncontrollably, yet she still held the little girl in her arms tightly.

The child was wrapped in a thick blanket, with only his small face, red from the cold, showing.

At this moment, she stared at the knights around her with her big, wet eyes in terror, and burst into tears as if she had seen a monster.

"Whoa—, you bad guy, you big bad guy, don't you dare bully Linor's mom!!"

The Red Fang Knight acted without the slightest hesitation, savagely dragging her out before pressing the cold blade against her back.

"Wait, my lords!" Linor struggled desperately, trying her best to explain herself.

"I did not participate in Vallejo's massacre! I never even picked up a weapon!"

She suddenly raised her head, and the hood slipped off completely, revealing a girl's face that was full of sorrow yet still delicate.

She held the little girl's arms tighter and tighter, as if she were her only support.

"I was just passing by—just checking out the situation here."

Linor's gaze passed over the Red Fang Knights who were blocking her way, and went straight to the huge blue figure in mid-air. She spoke clearly.

"Great Blue Dragon Lord! You probably don't remember me anymore, but we met once before, in the northern plains and Blackthorn Mountains."

After saying that, she suddenly turned to Karen: "Lady Karen! You may not know me, but you must know Captain Oliver!"

"I know Captain Oliver. I even saw you asking the fairies for guidance when I was fleeing Elijah."

Linor explained, one sentence at a time, while holding the crying little girl tightly in her arms.

Karen's brow relaxed slightly, and her grip on her sword loosened a little, but the wariness in her eyes did not completely disappear.

He took a step forward, his gaze falling on the little girl crying her heart out in Linor's arms.

The child's ears were round and small, without any characteristics of the long-eared tribe; he was clearly a purebred Levi human cub.

The boy's voice turned serious: "Then tell me, you said you were just passing by, so why did you say you were just checking things out?"

His gaze lingered between Lenor's long ears and the little girl's human features, his tone carrying an unavoidable questioning tone.

"And why are you, a long-eared creature, holding a human little girl?"

Duke Balerliu robbed the Long-eared tribe of their food and massacred them, and the Long-eared tribe retaliated by massacring the Levi people's civilians.

Now that a cub, possibly a Levi, has appeared in the arms of a long-eared tribesman, Karen can't help but speculate that it might be malicious.

As the wind and snow swept by, Linor's hair was blown into disarray, and the child in her arms cried even harder, burrowing deeper into her embrace.

"Mother Linor————"

Puser's massive dragon body lowered slightly.

The dragon claw, covered in ice-blue scales, gently reached out and pushed Karen aside.

"Karen, don't be so serious."

The blue dragon's vertical pupils lowered, his gaze sweeping across Linor's pale face before finally settling on the little girl crying out "Mommy."

"Oh, look what I've found!"

The blue dragon's words were extremely offensive and rude: "You're still alive?"

Linor's body stiffened abruptly, then she breathed a slight sigh of relief, as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

She looked at the now much larger blue dragon: "Yes, great blue dragon, I am still alive."

"If it weren't for you descending from the sky and repelling the goblins that surrounded us back then..."

"My teammates and I are probably already skeletons in the goblin's lair. I have never forgotten that you saved our lives."

She carefully adjusted her holding position so that the little girl could lean more comfortably in her arms, a slightly melancholic memory.

As for Puse facing the red dragon and abandoning her and her teammates to escape alone, it is clearly inappropriate to mention it in this context.

If I tell, I might be silenced.

Puser asked with a hint of curiosity, "Where are your human teammates?"

"You weren't the only one I saved from goblin clutches back then."

"Where are your human companions who huddled in the grass with you, and that shapeshifting captain—where are they?"

Linor's shoulders jerked violently.

The little girl in her arms seemed to sense her sadness, and her crying gradually subsided, only sobbing as she tightly wrapped her little arms around her neck.

"They—they are all gone."

Linor took a deep breath, trying to calm her voice, but unfortunately she failed; it was still filled with deep sorrow.

"After escaping from the goblin's lair, my teammates and I made our way back to Elia through the dangerous forest."

"But after the war broke out, the iron hooves still trampled every inch of land, and my comrades died under the sword of the Crimson Empire."

Linor's gaze fell on the little girl's face in her arms, her eyes filled with tender affection and a trace of unyielding sorrow.

"Captain, Arya received orders while covering the evacuation of the refugees, and she never came back after going out."

She gently stroked the little girl's red, frostbitten cheeks, her voice as low as a whisper.

"Of the entire team, only I and five-year-old Amy are left. She is the captain and Aria's daughter, the only child left in this world."

An eerie silence fell over the room.

All eyes were on Linor, on her distinctive long ears, and on the round little face of the human cub in her arms.

Someone let out a sigh in their heart first, and then, an unbelievable and strange feeling swept over everyone like a tide.

So now, a long-eared girl, let's call her a lady, is raising a Levi child.

This realization stung those present more than any confrontation.

The Valerian knights, being escorted by the Red Fang Knight, all blushed.

Their previous arrogance and hostility vanished, and they all lowered their heads in shame.

They remembered the atrocities they had committed while following the duke in slaughtering the long-eared civilians, and the old, weak, women and children who had died tragically under the blade.

Looking at the long-eared girl in front of him who was protecting the cubs of their enemy race with her life, he felt his cheeks burning hot, as if he had been slapped hard by a werewolf.

There was a time when they held a certain prejudice against all long-eared people.

But at this moment, little Amy in Linor's arms is like a mirror, reflecting the narrow-mindedness and madness in their hearts.

Even Karen stood there stunned, her hand gripping her sword slowly lowering.

Looking at Linor's slender yet resolute figure, he suddenly felt that all his previous questions and speculations seemed so ridiculous.

As for the long-eared tribe that attacked Starfall City, their expressions were also complex.

Karen stood silently in the wind and snow for a long time before slowly taking a step.

He stopped in front of Linor and bowed deeply with a standard knightly salute.

The boy's voice no longer carried any of its accusatory sharpness, but was filled with guilt and self-blame.

He said sincerely, word by word, "Miss Linor, I sincerely apologize for my previous assumptions and rudeness."

He straightened up, his gaze falling on Amy in Lenore's arms, his eyes filled with emotion. He then turned to Lenore, his tone solemn, "You still uphold a kindness that transcends race and hatred. This courage and compassion are far beyond my reach."

Karen bowed her head again, this time not only for herself, but also for the Levi people who were blinded by hatred.

"On behalf of my fellow Levi who have been swayed by narrow-mindedness and madness, I also want to say sorry to you and to all the innocent long-eared people."

No—no need.

Linor's voice was barely audible, tinged with barely concealed embarrassment.

"I'm just—I'm just fulfilling the captain's request. I just want to live well with Amy."

Her fingers nervously twisted the hem of her black robe, making her increasingly flustered.

"I didn't expect an apology from anyone, nor did I—I didn't intend to be any kind of role model. I—may I leave now?"

Cedric's aged voice, gentle with the wisdom of life, broke the awkwardness in Linor and the stillness in the room.

He nodded slightly to Linor, trying to sound kind so as not to frighten the child in his arms: "Of course, Miss Linor."

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The old sage turned to the Red-toothed Knight beside him and gestured for them to put away their weapons: "Release her and let them leave."

Then, he turned his gaze back to Linor, his eyes showing a hint of approval.

"Your existence and Amy's existence are the best redemption for all the hatred on this land. Go where you want to go."

Upon hearing this, the Red Fang Knights immediately sheathed their swords and retreated, making way for Linor.

The wind and snow continued, but they no longer seemed to be biting; instead, they gently enveloped the slender figure holding the child.

Linor felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She almost immediately turned around with Amy in her arms, her steps faltering but quick as she walked into the depths of the street.

She dared not turn around, dared not look at the complicated gazes behind her, and simply held the child in her arms even tighter.

Amy seemed to sense her urgency and stopped sobbing.

But before she had gone far, Linor keenly sensed an undeniable presence approaching from behind.

Her heart sank, and her pace quickened unconsciously, gradually turning into a run.

The snow was slippery, and she nearly fell several times, but she reacted quickly each time.

Just when she thought she was about to escape this place of trouble, she suddenly heard a slight rustling sound of scales behind her.

Linor turned around abruptly.

The enormous blue dragon that had been coiled up on the street was now following her at a leisurely pace.

Linor felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, as if the sky had completely collapsed at that moment, and all the bad luck was still chasing after her.

He first encountered this blue dragon on the brink of death in the goblin's lair. Although he repelled the monsters, he turned and fled the moment the red dragon appeared, abandoning them to danger.

The second encounter was at this moment. She had just escaped from the vortex of racial hatred, only to be targeted by this capricious dragon again. Neither of their encounters was a good one.

She went from walking slowly to running at top speed, but how could a long-eared tribesman compare to Puse, who possessed the ability to fall asleep instantly?

The ability he copied from the Golden Griffin, which allowed him to transform from a young dragon to a teenager, greatly increased his speed.

Finally, Linor couldn't help but stop and turn back to Puse, asking, "Great Blue Dragon, why are you following me?"

Pu Se slowly stopped, his tone full of the arrogance and willfulness unique to dragons.

"That old Cedric is going to be busy organizing some forest clearing, digging and shoveling, it's so boring."

"That kid Karen is going to contact the royal family of the Long-Eared Clan again to discuss how to deal with those guys."

"Generally, only the beheading stage interests me."

He raised his head, his gaze falling on Amy in Linor's arms, then quickly shifting away, settling on Linor's distinctive long ears.

His tone carried a certain nonchalance that even he himself didn't realize: "Instead of doing boring things with those guys, I'd rather explore this newly acquired city with you."

Furthermore, Puser also needs to complete the tasks on the panel to obtain the talent that optimizes body shape.

[Initial Brilliance: Make at least ten thousand Stars hear of "Puse's" fame and remember the power behind that fame, 679/1000]

【twenty

[Reward: Body Shape Optimization I]

Puse estimated that it wouldn't be long before the greatness of the Blue Dragon would spread throughout the city.

Now is the time to show yourself. It would be best to stay in Starfall City. Why did you follow Karen and Cedric to the outside of the city?

In the streets and alleys of Xingluo City, the wind and snow swirled and fell from the eaves, casting the shadows of a man and a dragon that appeared to grow longer and shorter.

Linor, holding Amy, learned that she was an unlucky soul being used as a pastime by the dragon.

"But—but I just want to find a quiet place, I don't want to be noticed by others."

Linor's voice was filled with struggle, and the fear in her eyes had not yet faded, but was now tinged with helplessness.

"If you come with me, everyone will be watching us, and I don't want to be the center of attention."