I am the Executioner Dragon, but a cute mod

But when Jackson showed his back, the lights in the live stream suddenly dimmed a bit, and the new viewers were dumbfounded because Jackson's thick back muscles bulged high, stretching his originally loose clothes to a tight fit, making a teeth-grinding "snap" sound.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Jackson the number one player in the entire game right now; he has the confidence to be arrogant.

However, the veteran viewers in the live stream sighed. Although Jackson is living a pretty good life now, they still miss the days when Jackson was still a loser, because that was when they had more fun.

Jackson ignored the pessimistic comments on the public screen, and after showing off his muscles, he went to chop wood in the nearby woods.

Because they hadn't found the ancient hero for two whole years, Jackson and Shia changed their search strategy. Since the appearance of the ancient hero was always accompanied by dragons, why not just look for the dragons directly?

So Jackson and Shia followed the dragon's trail and found traces of its presence nearby. They built a cabin on the spot and lived there for a month or two. If they couldn't find anyone, they would move to another place.

Jackson thought he could find the person he was looking for using this method, but he didn't expect that he would find the dragon before finding the ancient hero.

It was a colossal creature, resembling a small hill, lying on the frozen ground, its body completely covered by falling snow, its form rising and falling slightly with each breath.

When Jackson first saw the dragon, he didn't realize it was a dragon. It wasn't until he heard the breathing sound, which was like a blower, that he realized the huge creature, which looked like a small hill, was alive.

Jackson was shocked, but the live chat exploded first:

[What is this thing? Why is it moving?]

[Wow! That size is definitely a dragon!]

[Given Ugly Bro's strength, what would be the odds against Dragon?]

[Let's go for 90/10. Ugly Bro gets killed in nine seconds, and Dragon gets a half-full meal...]

Jackson ignored the comments because as he approached the dragon, he smelled an extremely strong stench of blood.

Was the dragon injured? Or was the prey's blood frozen on its body?

Jackson couldn't help but start speculating, and at that moment, he suddenly remembered Shia waiting for him to come home in the cabin. Reason told him that with his strength, the chances of him surviving against the dragons were slim.

Whether for his own sake or for Shia's, Jackson did not linger in the same spot and soon left for the nearby forest.

Jackson didn't notice that after he left, the snow-covered hill suddenly began to shake violently. Beneath the snow was an eight-meter-long red dragon with bright yellow vertical pupils staring at the direction Jackson had left, its eyes filled with exhaustion.

This red dragon was a refugee. Half a month ago, it slaughtered an entire town on a whim. When it was discovered by the ancient warriors who arrived, its limbs were forcibly broken.

If it weren't for its ability to fly, it might already be dead (though it's not far from death now), unable to even perform basic hunting or replenish its energy for repairing itself through food.

If Jackson had come any closer, it would have used its last bit of strength to burst out and devour him to replenish its energy. Unfortunately, Jackson didn't, and the red dragon could only lie there, quietly waiting for death.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps sounded. Red Dragon opened his eyes and saw a figure carrying a bundle of firewood walking towards him. It was Jackson.

Knowing that he had little chance of winning against the guy in front of him, Red Dragon closed his eyes after seeing Jackson.

However, Jackson stopped and observed the red dragon emerging from the snowdrift. Its twisted limbs and the blood on the ground indicated that the red dragon was seriously injured.

This guy is going to die soon.

Upon learning that the Red Dragon was seriously injured, two thoughts immediately popped into Jackson's mind. Since the Red Dragon was so badly injured, if he could take the opportunity to kill it, Jackson's strength would increase dramatically, allowing him to gain the greatest benefit in a short period of time.

Another idea was to heal the red dragon, tame it, and make it his helper. If successful, the existence of a dragon would be of great help to Jackson's future.

Having been in this world for two years, Jackson is no longer as ignorant as before; he knows some information about the dragon species.

People generally describe dragons as cunning, cruel, and inherently evil.

People feared and loathed dragons, but this gave Jackson a different perspective. He didn't believe any race was inherently evil; he saw no creature in the real world that couldn't be tamed.

Although no one has ever successfully tamed a dragon before, what if he were the first to do so?

Jackson became more and more excited as he thought about it, but he didn't make up his mind immediately. He paused on the spot to observe the red dragon's injuries before carrying the firewood on his back and heading towards the cabin step by step.

"Jack, you're finally back! You were out for a few more minutes than usual this time. I thought you..."

As soon as Jackson pushed open the door of the cabin, Shia looked up with concern. She quickly went to take the bundle of firewood, but the firewood in Jackson's hands was so light that Shia stumbled and almost fell.

Jackson's reaction time was now far superior to what it used to be. Seeing that Shia was unsteady, he quickly pulled her into his arms.

"Are you alright?" Jackson asked with concern, unintentionally exuding a mature and steady aura, which made Shia blush slightly and softly say "Yes".

After the little incident, Shia threw firewood into the fireplace, and once the fire started burning, the cabin immediately became warm. Shia then began to busily prepare the meal.

Jackson sat on the bed, watching Shia's busy figure, and after thinking for a while, decided to tell her about his encounter with the dragon.

"Shia, I have something to tell you." Jackson called to Shia, and when she turned around, he asked in confusion, "What is it?"

Jackson then said, "Just now, on my way to buy firewood, I encountered an injured red dragon."

Chapter 207: Kill & Tame?

When the word "dragon" came out of Jackson's mouth, Shia was stunned, and her face turned pale instantly.

Although Shia always knew that she and Jackson were following the trail of dragons, when they actually encountered a dragon, the physical fear left her at a loss for what to do.

Even though Shia had never seen or come into contact with a dragon, the brutality and evil of dragons were etched into her mind in every aspect of her life. Everyone around her warned her: stay away from dragons, because dragons will bring disaster.

After regaining her senses, Shia quickly put down her work, went to Jackson, took his hand, and said:

"Let's go! Let's get out of here!"

Jackson usually indulged Shia, but this time he didn't. He withdrew his hand and gave Shia a reassuring look.

"Don't be afraid. Didn't I tell you? That red dragon is seriously injured. I saw it with my own eyes. All four of its limbs are broken, and it's barely breathing. It has no ability to harm anyone anymore."

These words reassured Shia considerably, but then she suddenly remembered something, quickly put on a coat made of animal hide, and prepared to go out.

She said, "Even a severely injured red dragon wouldn't want to. I have to go to town to find the guards and have them deal with the red dragon before I can feel at ease."

However, as soon as Shia put on her boots, Jackson grabbed her wrist. Shia turned around in a daze, completely puzzled.

Jackson then spoke up: "Shia, listen to me, that was a badly wounded red dragon. It's no longer a threat, but a living treasure."

"Huh?" Shia didn't understand what Jackson meant, so she could only look at Jackson and wait for him to explain.

Jackson continued:

"Think about it. To become a hero, you need to kill monsters, and monsters vary in strength. So, if I kill a red dragon, how much will my strength increase?"

Upon hearing this, Shia's eyes immediately lit up:

"If you kill a red dragon, your strength will most likely increase to the level of a red dragon."

“That’s right.” Jackson gave him an approving look and continued:

"However, this red dragon can be used in more ways than one. Killing it to gain strength is only a short-term benefit. If we want to gain long-term benefits, we have to tame the red dragon and make it our pet!"

At first, Shia's eyes were full of hope, but when Jackson spoke the second half, the light in Shia's eyes quickly faded and turned into panic.

She grabbed Jackson's arm and said:

"No, absolutely not! Dragons are inherently evil creatures and can never be tamed. Jack, let's kill it!"

"........."

Jackson remained silent. The reason he didn't act on his own when he saw the Red Dragon seriously injured was because he had foreseen this situation. Although he had presented Shia with both options, Jackson still hoped that Shia would choose the latter.

This is a real world and cannot be summarized by the mindset of a game. Jackson is not a simple player. He needs to do some things according to Gojo Satoru's instructions. At this time, he can keep Shia by his side only because the mission has a large degree of freedom. But what will happen later?

When Jackson is on a dangerous mission, Shia will be alone. He needs to prepare for the future in advance, which is why he came up with the idea of ​​taming the red dragon. He believes that animals are much simpler and easier to trust than humans.

He needs to tame the red dragon to protect Shia in the future, but Shia doesn't want him to tame the red dragon.

Just as Jackson was thinking about how to persuade Shia to change her prejudice against dragons, he suddenly heard a soft sob.

He looked down in surprise. Shia, who was clinging to his arm, had tears in her eyes. She looked at him as if she had made up her mind:

"Jack, taming a dragon is too dangerous, please, don't take such a risk..."

Jackson fell silent. He wanted to tame the red dragon to protect Shia, but if he made Shia sad for the sake of the red dragon, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

Jackson wiped away Shia's tears and said softly, "Alright, I won't tame the dragon anymore, why cry?"

"Really?" Shia stopped sobbing, but tears still clung to the corners of her eyes. Seeing Jackson nod, she smiled through her tears and hugged him tightly.

"That's wonderful..."

Life went on as usual, and Jackson and Shia continued their peaceful and happy life as before, as if the appearance of the red dragon was just a minor incident.

However, every time Jackson went out to chop wood, he would still stop for a moment when he passed by the place where the red dragon was. He would look at the dying red dragon, its blood dried up, its limbs frozen blackish-purple, and it was obviously shrunken.

Jackson met those bright yellow vertical pupils. Contrary to the violence and evil he had heard about, he saw sadness in those eyes; they did not want to die.

Perhaps the evil of dragons is just a fabrication.

The thought flashed through Jackson's mind. Instead of helping the red dragon or killing it, he went to chop wood.

After chopping the firewood, Jackson carried a bundle of dry wood back home, not even glancing at the red dragon, as if it were invisible.

Over the next period of time, Jackson met the red dragon many times. He watched as the dragon's breathing grew weaker and weaker until it was almost nonexistent, and even flies dared to hover over it.

Seeing the once mighty monster in such a sorry state, Jackson finally stepped forward again. The sound of his footsteps made the red dragon barely open its eyes. The two looked at each other, and Jackson saw the plea.

It wants to live.

If Jackson had continued to ignore the red dragon, it would have died soon. But at this moment, Jackson softened his heart and gave himself a reason: "My strength is not enough to break through the red dragon's defense. I cannot let it die before I find a suitable weapon."

Jackson was convinced by his own reasoning. He went and hunted a deer, threw the still-warm carcass in front of the red dragon, and stared at it silently.

The red dragon looked at the elk carcass so close to him, cast a grateful glance at Jackson, and then began to eat the elk.

It seems that dragons are not as evil as others say.

Jackson couldn't help but sigh, watching the red dragon devour the deer, and even the viewers in the live stream were already offering their congratulations in advance:

[It seems Ugly Bro is really going to become the first person to ride a dragon.]

[What dragon? Call me sister-in-law!]

[Is Ugly Bro playing a harem-style game?]

[I think this dragon still retains its charm...]

Seeing these comments, Jackson smiled knowingly. After the red dragon had devoured the deer completely, leaving not a trace of blood, he waved to the red dragon and walked towards home.

Jackson didn't notice, but after he left, the gratitude in Red Dragon's eyes instantly turned into disgust and anger.

The power of monsters comes from people's fear. People fear dragons, believing them to be evil and cunning, and so they will truly become evil and cunning.

In the red dragon's mind, the reason Jackson fed it was entirely because it tried to appear weak and gain sympathy. On the contrary, Jackson had let it starve for a long time, which was a death sentence for it!

However, one elk was clearly not enough for the red dragon to recover, so it did not act immediately, but instead prepared to continue to win Jackson's sympathy in order to obtain more food.