I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Chapter 115 The first promise made back then is about to be fulfilled.

"Little Ian, what are they doing?" Vivian asked, pointing to the minotaurs who were setting up a makeshift grill.

"Preparing dinner."

"Is that red, hard-looking meat tasty?" She stared at the sliced, still slightly steaming chunks of lizard meat.

"It should taste good once it's cooked through; I heard it has its own natural flavor."

"I want the biggest piece!" Vivian announced.

"————Okay, I'll leave you the biggest one."

They wandered over to the goblins.

When the goblins saw Vivian approaching, even though she was only in her young dragon form, they instinctively shrank back, but when they saw Ian there, they relaxed a little.

"Mother of the Earth! Lady Vivian!" Gugu quickly bowed, and the other goblins followed suit, their movements awkward and clumsy.

Vivian wrinkled her little nose and said to Ian, "They're still so ugly."

"Well, as long as it works." Ian quickly smoothed things over, while saying to GuGu, "Eat well tonight, you guys did a great job this time."

Throughout the day, Dragon Territory was immersed in a busy and joyful atmosphere.

The shadow of war seemed to be temporarily dispelled, replaced by an anticipation of delicious food and relaxation.

Ian could sense a subtle sense of cohesion growing among these monsters of different races—oh, and a few humans as well.

As evening fell, several bonfires were lit in the open space outside the communal canteen.

Huge chunks of unidentified meat were skewered on thick wooden sticks and roasted over a fire, dripping with oil and sizzling, filling the air with the aroma of roasted meat.

Starlight honey fruit, and various wild vegetables.

There were even some fungi that Kiki had gotten from somewhere, and they looked colorful.

Ian stared at the dazzling mushrooms, feeling a chill run down his spine. He wondered if they might actually poison everyone in Dragon Territory.

The slime only felt relieved after Kiki showed off a few in front of him.

Minotaur, goblin, rabbitman, vampire servant, and the three members of the Gilded Rose Squad all gathered around.

Angry Horn brought over several barrels of fine wine, his own treasured collection of human wine. Trade with humans had been difficult before, and he had stolen this wine sometime in the past.

He couldn't bear to drink it!

But with Mirabelle's arrival, Angry Horn knew it was time to unpack these fine wines.

Ian, held in Vivian's arms, sat on a slightly elevated, flat rock, in what was considered the seat of honor. Charles stood beside him.

"Everyone, please be quiet," Ian said, his voice clearly reaching every corner through the [Amplified Pulse].

The noise gradually subsided, and everyone looked over.

"The canteen is repaired, and Dragon Territory is basically restored!" Ian said calmly. "We held Dragon Territory. This wouldn't have been possible without everyone's efforts. The minotaur warriors were at the forefront, the goblin control terminals provided crucial firepower, the rabbitmen ensured logistics, Charles oversaw the overall situation—and the Gilded Rose Squad provided assistance."

Ian paused, his gaze sweeping over the bizarre faces below.

"Today, we're not celebrating anything else, but simply that we're alive, that we've won! Plenty of meat, plenty of wine—eat and drink to your heart's content! Dragon Territory, we defended it together!"

"Moo!!" The minotaurs were the first to let out a deafening cheer.

"Long live Mother Earth!" the goblins shrieked in agreement.

Vivian was caught up in the lively atmosphere and became excited too, patting Ian with her little paws: "Let's eat! Let's eat!"

"Okay, let's eat!" Ian announced.

The scene instantly erupted in excitement.

The minotaur tore at the roasted meat with gusto, gulping down large mouthfuls of ale.

The goblins were relatively more "civilized," mainly because they couldn't compete with the minotaurs, but they still ate with gusto. Momo cautiously tasted a bite of lizard meat, her eyes immediately lighting up, and she shared some with the rabbit-child beside her. Encouraged by Phoebe and Nicole, Barbara also took a small bite, her face flushing red from the peculiar taste and abundant magic.

Ian got Vivian a piece of the best meat, roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

The young dragon grabbed it with its claws and began to gnaw on it without any hesitation, making satisfied humming sounds as it ate, its tail swaying happily behind it.

"Delicious!" she mumbled, oil stains on the corners of her mouth.

Ian used his tentacles to wipe her clean.

The banquet atmosphere grew increasingly lively. Angry Horn started pulling several minotaurs into drinking contests, while Gugu was surrounded by a group of goblins offering toasts.

Just then.

Ian sensed that a message was coming from him.

Ian felt a chill run down his spine, but remained outwardly calm, transferring his consciousness into Lilith's clone.

Lilith's voice rang directly in his ear: "We have infiltrated Honeydew Town. Suspicious gathering points have been discovered, one of which is in an abandoned cellar on the west side of town, with the latest traces."

Also, there are unidentified people gathering in the town's tavern, their presence discreet and their behavior furtive; I plan to eavesdrop. The town is unusually desolate. Tsk, it wasn't like this a while ago—wait, are all the bookstores closed? Damn it, I haven't finished reading that novel yet—"

"Don't blatantly add travel-related reflections during work hours!"

Although the conversation veered off-topic, at least the key points were mentioned, suspicious locations and groups of people were identified, and no one was alerted.

"Continue monitoring, prioritize the tavern target, and be careful."

Lilith pinched the little slime to indicate that she understood.

Ian refocused his attention on the banquet.

The atmosphere remained lively, but a shadow had fallen over his heart.

There really is something wrong in Honeydew Town. The "unidentified person" that Lilith mentioned is very likely a member of the "Abyss Order" that Ms. Mo suspected, or at least someone involved with it.

What exactly is their purpose?

Is it merely an observation of the demonic tide's outcome? Or is it aimed at Dragon Territory, or—or at Vivian?

Ian glanced at the baby dragon struggling with a piece of sinewy meat.

She seemed completely oblivious to anything amiss, utterly absorbed in the food.

"We must find out," Ian resolved. Once Lilith has uncovered more details, he will likely need to make a trip to Honeydew Town himself.

Having Vivian as a burden is certainly troublesome, but leaving her alone in Dragon Territory is even more worrying. Besides, the baby dragon's intuition and unintentional actions sometimes have surprising effects.

As the banquet reached its climax, Angry Horn, a little tipsy, began to lead several minotaurs in a heavy, powerful war dance. The goblins cheered and egged them on. Fluffy covered his face, seemingly embarrassed, but couldn't resist peeking through his fingers.

This time, Lilith's message went even further off track: "My God, so the forest leaving behind such a huge crater is incredible!"

pit?

Ian suddenly remembered that he owed Vivian a cookie.

Vivian's "Happy Hut" construction plan. Perhaps, by using that big pit, they can even save the trouble of digging a foundation, and probably already have a model for an underground parking lot.

Under the guise of starting construction, they openly approached Honeydew Town to conduct closer observation.

Even—luring the snake out of its hole?

A plan slowly took shape in Ian's mind.

But all of this depends on Lilith bringing back more accurate information, and—

I need to first deal with the baby dragon that's gone crazy playing around me.

"Tomorrow—let's start preparing to build your happiness house, and while we're at it, let's see what those people are up to."

Vivian turned around abruptly.

"Really?!"