I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Chapter 126 Hot Spring

Ian looked at the unconscious gray-robed man on the ground, then at Lilith, and the light flickered a few times.

"I remember saying, don't alert the enemy."

Lilith lowered her head: "That's not true! The Shadows witnessed the filth desiring to be sacrificed—"

"Be normal!" Ian interrupted her.

I was exhausted from listening to her cringeworthy, childish speech.

She hesitated for a moment, then finally relented and said, "I just ran into three people who were going to perform some kind of ritual to sacrifice a child. I killed two of them with one slash and knocked out the other, then I threw the child into the tavern. That's it—"

Ian remained silent for a few seconds.

This explains Lilith's choice. If it were him, and he saw someone about to sacrifice an innocent person, he would most likely intervene as well, provided there were no negative consequences.

Moreover, Lilith did a very clean job.

But the plan was disrupted.

"You did the right thing," Ian finally said. "Saving people is the right thing to do. But—our plan needs to be adjusted."

Lilith's silver eyes lit up: "Not punish me? I thought you were going to tie me up—"

"No, not at all." Ian's tentacle tapped the ground lightly. "You rescued people, captured prisoners, and left no trace. Well done. I'm just wondering what to do next."

Why does Lilith seem a little strange? There's always this inexplicable sense of anticipation in her words.

Ian stopped thinking about it and looked at the gray-robed man on the ground.

"Now that we've brought them back, let's question them thoroughly. Let's see what their relationship is with the Abyss and whether they can break Vivian's curse."

Lilith nodded emphatically: "Yes! We must break Lady Vivian's curse!"

"Hmm." Ian thought for a moment, "Also, what about the tavern owner—did he see you?"

"No!" Lilith said. "What I kept hidden was just a little suggestion I gave him."

"suggestion?"

"I told him his business plan was terrible, and I even said he should come to you instead—you're the most ruthless slime I've ever met! But the boss seemed pretty interested though—"

Ian almost burst out laughing. "Interesting. I'll take that as a compliment. That human boss is so bold? Trying to do business with us monsters?"

He looked toward the direction of Honeydew Town.

The tavern lights were still on.

Tonight, some people are destined to be sleepless.

"Lilith," Ian said, "continue to monitor those people. If other members of the cult discover their accomplices are missing, they may take action. Be careful."

"Yes!" Lilith accepted the order and disappeared back into the shadows.

Ian lay on the edge of the concrete platform, his tentacles reaching towards the unconscious gray-robed man.

A black dagger engraved with abyssal runes, a small magic array blueprint, and a bronze badge engraved with a twisted eye pattern were found on his person.

Ian used his tentacles to curl up the badge and examined it closely.

The eye pattern on the badge made him very uncomfortable, as if it were staring into an abyss.

"The Abyss Order—" Ian repeated in a low voice, "They really are a persistent ghost."

And these religious groups are such damn poor bastards!

He couldn't even find a single gold coin on his person.

At that very moment.

Then I heard it myself —

"Little Ian!!"

The voice was drawn out, with a nasal tone from just waking up, and a distinct hint of impatience.

Ian froze and slowly turned his head.

At the edge of the construction site, the black baby dragon was running towards him with its short legs.

She ran unsteadily, her tail swishing behind her, and three words were written in her golden vertical pupils.

So incredibly boring!

"Vivian?" Ian jumped over quickly. "You're awake?"

Vivian ran up to him, stretched out her little paws, and grabbed his rubbery body: "Little Ian, this isn't fun."

"What's not fun?"

"This place isn't fun," Vivian said, looking around the construction site. "Nothing's built yet!"

Ian:

Baby Dragon is indeed very direct.

"It'll be so much fun once it's built," he tried to paint a picture of the future. "There will be sparkly lights, colorful decorations, and..." "I want to play now," Vivian interrupted him, nuzzling her head against his body.

"It's still under construction —"

"I don't care!" Vivian started to whine, the dragon clinging to him like a black plaster. "Boring, boring, boring! Little Ian lied to the dragon! He promised to build a happy house, but all he does is make the dragon watch minotaurs move stones every day!"

Upon hearing this, the minotaurs who were eating bread nearby all looked up, their faces full of innocence.

What's wrong with us moving stones? We're working really hard at moving stones!

Ian felt a headache coming on.

The "pie in the sky" tactic doesn't seem to be working anymore.

"So—what would Lady Vivian like to play?" Ian asked tentatively.

Vivian thought for a moment, then her golden vertical pupils suddenly lit up.

"It's all dusty and grimy here!" she said. "It feels like it'll get dirty if you stay here too long—"

Ian hesitated for a moment: "How about I get you a hot spring bath?"

"Oh, oh, oh! Sure!" Vivian gestured with her little paws. "That big, warm pool must be so comfortable to soak in. I saw you made a little pool yesterday, I want to soak in it too!"

"Then I'll give you a hot spring bath later." Ian tried to persuade her. "Later? Now! I don't care!" Vivian started to act spoiled again. As she spoke, her little paws began to pry at Ian's tentacles, as if she wouldn't let go until he agreed.

Looking at the black baby dragon clinging to him, Ian felt a familiar sense of powerlessness welling up inside him.

This feels like being a spoiled brat.

But you can't get angry, because behind every bratty kid stands a bratty parent.

Although this "dragon child" can now slap himself and everyone else on the construction site to death.

"Alright—" Ian conceded, "I'll start now."

"Yay!" Vivian's eyes lit up.

Ian sighed, "But—it might not be as big as the Dragon's Nest."

Vivian immediately let go, happily spinning around on the ground. "It's okay! As long as I can soak!"

Looking at her excited expression, Ian suddenly felt that it wasn't all bad.

Create a hot spring to add a recreational facility to the future Happy House.

"Let's do it here then." Ian hopped onto a relatively flat open space next to the concrete platform. "Vivian, step back a little."

Vivian obediently took a few steps back, her golden vertical pupils staring at him curiously.

The minotaurs also gathered around, forming a circle, eager to see what miracle the Mother of the Earth would perform next.

Ian extended his tentacles into the ground.

[Analysis] Start.

The field of vision descends, penetrating the soil and penetrating deep underground.

The geological structure of this area is clearly visible in the field of vision.

Fortunately, there is groundwater nearby; otherwise, it would be more troublesome to condense water elements into water.

He retracted his tentacles and looked at the minotaur squad leader.

Ian pointed to the ground with his tentacle: "Dig a few holes here, and make sure the edges are neat. It's best to dig them in a staggered pattern—do you even know what a staggered pattern is?"

"I don't understand!" the minotaur squad leader shouted.

Ian thought for a moment, realizing he had no way of explaining anything about "orderly arrangement" to the minotaur, so he simply said, "Just start digging randomly."

"clear!"