Will Ditto dream of the Monster Hunter Rathalos?

But now that the intact body of Marutori has been preserved, he no longer needs to be so frugal.

A whole Maru Bird is a luxury for a native Kamaitachi Dragon King.

The night is not as long as imagined.

At least that's the case for most predators.

Perhaps they would also lament that the night is too short and not enough for them to hunt too many prey.

Han Xin, who has now transformed into the Kamaitachi Dragon King, feels the same way.

But he was full of anticipation, holding the body of the Maru bird in his mouth, and walked towards the memory fragments; the nest of the original owner, the Kamaitachi Dragon King.

The light of dawn shone on the forests and hills, and the mottled shadows of the leaves fell on Han Xin's shiny fur, making it sparkle.

He strolled leisurely in it, and after passing through the bamboo forest and hills, he walked towards a hidden cave covered by weeds and bushes.

However, before he could enter the cave, three sickle-tailed dragon cubs, only two or three meters long, came running towards Han Xin.

Apparently, they smelled the scent of their father and leader.

The smallest one was tripped by a stone at the door, but quickly got up and ran towards Han Xin still with full energy.

The three little guys jumped and danced around Han Xin, looking very happy and excited.

Perhaps, to use Han Xin's words before he traveled through time, it would be...

The children at home were looking forward to their father's return with great joy.

Unfortunately, they don’t know that the dragon in front of them is not their father, but the enemy who killed their father.

But Han Xin showed no cowardice or guilt at all. He raised his head and showed off the bird in his mouth, as if he really brought back food and expectations like their great father.

"Wow... Host, you're not even blushing or nervous..."

"What are you talking about? Now, I am their father!"

Obviously, Han Xin has completely immersed himself in the role.

"..."

However, the next second, the weeds at the entrance of the cave began to rustle again.

A sickle-weasel dragon about five meters in size crawled out of the cave.

The moment he saw the sickle-weasel dragon, Han Xin opened his eyes wide and looked stunned.

The relief brought by the surprise made him loosen his grip on the bird and let it slip from his teeth.

He stared at the sickle-weasel dragon intently, as if he had met his destiny.

The fur of that sickle-tailed dragon was orange-red, and the amount of fur was far more than that of ordinary sickle-tailed dragons.

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The sickle-tailed dragon had thin, pointed cheeks that were unique to the species; under the influence of this special individual's long eyelashes and slightly upturned eyes, it no longer looked cunning and treacherous, but rather full of charm, like some kind of spirit, which made Han Xin lose his mind.

What concerned Han Xin most was the soft white hair on the female dragon's neck. Because the hair was too long and too abundant, it clung to her chest, forming two huge balls of hair, like...

At this moment, the unique shape of the dragon clan and the unique fur of Furui are fully displayed on this female sickle-weasel dragon!

Rise: Chapter 11: Exquisite Gray

Wu~Cha Cha Cha~

Ever since I saw you in the abandoned shrine~Chachacha~

Just like the spring breeze blowing into my heart ~ Cha Cha ~

I want to tell you gently~

Don't forget me~Cha Cha Cha~

……

　San Si Ling Qi II② is the moon chair "Hello?

Hey!

Host?!"

"Ah? I'm here!"

In the waves of Chihong's calls, Han Xin finally broke away from the fantasy of dancing with the dragon.

"What's wrong, Red?"

"Nothing, I just thought you looked a little strange. I thought you were down."

"Bullshit, do you think I'm your unreliable system?"

Just as Han Xin and Chi Hong were complaining to each other, the female sickle-weasel dragon leisurely came to Han Xin's side.

She looked at the bird on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she gently rubbed Han Xin's chin with her forehead.

The moment the soft hair touched Han Xin, he felt extremely comfortable and tender.

Then, the female dragon seemed to have discovered something wrong. She stared at the [Shell Bell] on Han Xin's neck and pulled it a few times with her fangs and tongue.

But in the end, he didn't understand what it was. He just thought it was a foreign object that the leader accidentally got stuck on while he was out hunting, so he didn't pay any more attention to it.

"Wow~ Red~ He's teasing me!"

Han Xin said excitedly.

"Ugh...LXL is so disgusting..."

Chihong complained in his sea of ​​consciousness.

However, the next second, the female sickle-weasel avoided Han Xin and walked behind him.

She looked around and sniffed around.

Then she raised her neck and let out a quick and gentle cry.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch~"

"What is she doing?" Chihong asked.

“Calling for her other two children.

I'm back as the leader, but the other two weasel dragons who were my followers haven't. She must be a little anxious and curious."

Han Xin said this, looking down.

He found that although the little sickle-weasel dragons were staring at the maru bird with drooling eyes, they never touched it.

They knew that only the chief and his followers, that is, their fathers and brothers, had priority.

But when they heard their mother calling their brothers, they all ran to their mother and shouted in the same voice into the distance.

It seemed that they were eagerly looking forward to their return.

Of course, this is impossible.

Han Xin sighed, walked silently to their side, gently stopped them with his long tail, and threw Marutori's body in front of them.

The Kamatailosaurus certainly didn't have much intelligence.

But that doesn't mean they don't have rich emotions.

At this point, these sickle-weasel dragons also knew that two of their family members had died.

This is not uncommon in the face of cruel nature.

The sickle-weasel dragon, which is at the bottom of the ecological chain, is well aware of this.

Despite all the grief and sadness, the remaining dragons must go on living, right?

The female sickle-weasel wailed reluctantly towards the distance, and even some tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

In the end, he had no choice but to be pulled back by Han Xin.

“Honestly, when I first saw the host in danger, I thought these so-called sickle-weasel dragons must be bad guys.

But when I see these little guys, I always feel that you, the host, are the bad guy."

Chihong was somewhat moved by the scene.

“Nature will not reason with you, nor will it tell you who is good and who is bad.

Survival of the fittest, it's that simple.

The world is neither white nor black, but a delicate...

Ash.

For them, the pain of losing their son and the hatred of losing their brother are only temporary.

As long as you can provide them with food and a means of survival, they will be grateful and accept you."

There was neither sadness nor guilt in Han Xin's words.

He was simply stating the facts as he knew them.

"But..." Chihong always wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth.