Dragon Tamer - Chapter 52
Translated by Mianbao
Edited by RED
After it was done with the cruel act of throwing its little brother off the cliff, the cold-blooded dragonling waddled back to its soft nest contentedly, like it would sleep more peacefully if the whole nest belonged to it.
Zhu Minglang couldn’t help sighing after witnessing the whole thing.
He had originally planned on stealing the dragonling as well, but immediately lost all interest after seeing how cold-blooded and despicable it was.
Silently waiting for the Cliff Vultures to take cover in the pine trees, Zhu Minglang realized he had created the perfect environment for that little bastard to commit a crime. Not even the Cliff Vultures had witnessed it.
When the mother dragon came back, it might even put the blame on those Cliff Vultures for not looking after the baby dragon properly.
Zhu Minglang didn’t stay for long, sliding down the vines from the cliff while the strong wind was blowing, planning on leaving the area as soon as possible.
Just as he landed, he heard weak cries from the thorny undergrowth that sounded like an injured puppy. Zhu Minglang realized that the baby dragon was thrown down here…
-It actually survived the fall?-
Zhu Minglang looked up at the broken vines, then shifted his gaze back to the thorny undergrowth.
In the end, Zhu Minglang couldn’t bear to leave it to its straits and walked over with quick steps, parting the undergrowth. He immediately saw the baby dragon covered in injuries.
Its skin was still very tender, its size similar to a puppy. Perhaps it was because its bones were still very soft that it didn’t die immediately after falling from such a height, only struggling in the thorny undergrowth in pain.
The undergrowth buffered its fall, saving it from immediate death. Even so, the thorns pierced into it, making it suffer even more before death…
Seeing the baby dragon in such a terrible state, Zhu Minglang felt his heart going soft.
“I’ll save you, but whether you’ll survive or not depends on yourself,” Zhu Minglang said to the baby dragon softly.
Zhu Minglang had little Baiqi freeze the thorns, and made use of the frost to staunch the baby forest dragon’s bleeding wounds.
He carried it out from the undergrowth carefully, but for some unknown reason, Zhu Minglang felt like this little creature might fall apart at any second. After taking a fall from such a great height, surely many of its bones were broken. After that, its broken bones piercing its body would be another round of torture!
Theoretically speaking, such pain wasn’t something a baby could endure. However, this baby forest dragon grit its newly grown teeth, its eyes shining with defiance!
It wasn’t willing to die just like that. It longed to live on!
If it was in the past, after seeing a creature struggling through such pain, Zhu Minglang would have felt that the most compassionate mercy he could show was to stab its vitals and end its misery.
Actually, Zhu Minglang had very much wanted to help this baby dragon out, because his heart ached seeing its slightly deformed and bloodied body.
He took off his outerwear and gently wrapped the baby dragon up, hanging it in front of his chest. Zhu Minglang grabbed onto Baiqi’s rear claw and they flew in the direction of the Dragon Tamers Academy.
He only performed very basic first aid on its wounds. That didn’t have much effect, either. Instead, it was only prolonging the poor thing’s suffering. Zhu Minglang thought it wouldn’t be able to hold on until they arrived at the Infirmary Hall…
Soaring above the sea of leaves, the skies were as gloomy as ever. The White Ice Morning Dragon flapped his wings; being a small dragon, he could only fly by getting carried by the wind.
Blood seeped out of Zhu Minglang’s clothing. The baby dragon didn’t whine in pain any more. Zhu Minglang looked down at the baby dragon, thinking it was already dead.
However, Zhu Minglang saw its eyes.
The vertical green pupils were unwilling to shut. Clearly it was in pain, but it wouldn’t slacken its jaws.
Why wouldn’t it give up when it was living in such pain, even though it was still so young? The otherworld might be better than here!
“Baiqi, can you go faster?” Zhu Minglang asked.
The White Ice Morning Dragon flapped his wings, raising a strong wind in the skies above the forest, the trees swaying like seaweed in the waves.
Riding this wind, the White Ice Morning Dragon flew faster. Soon, his pure white silhouette appeared at the edge of the ancient pine forest. The Lichuan Plains and Lichuan River would be in sight after passing over the fir forest.
—–
At the cliff, a Great Dragon covered in moss slowly landed on the summit.
Standing at the vantage point, a white figure was reflected in the Great Forest Dragon’s huge pupils, slowly pulling away.
“Yiyi!!!”
The unperceptive Cliff Vultures finally realized the dragon’s hoard was stolen, and the dragon’s infant was also taken away. All the Cliff Vultures immediately hovered in the skies above the cliff in a panic, trying to pick up on a scent to chase that thief!
“HOU!!” the Great Forest Dragon roared. The Cliff Vultures immediately flew into the tree crowns in fear, not daring to make any noise.
Hiding on the tree branches, the Cliff Vultures trembled in fear, afraid that the mother forest dragon would bite their whole family to death.
The dragonling came up to the Great Forest Dragon’s feet, making very gentle cries, acting like a spoiled child seeking attention.
The Great Forest Dragon looked down, opened its mouth, and spat out a piece of meat from its stomach.
The forest dragonling let out an excited cry and jumped on the piece of meat. With no one competing with it for food, it no longer had to devour ravenously. It could wait slowly for the meat to melt in its throat before swallowing.
The mother dragon looked at the bite mark on the dragonling’s forehead, then looked at the gradually distancing white figure. In the end, it didn’t give chase.
It slowly sank into the empty pit, and closed its eyes…
Shortly afterwards, the full dragonling came up to its mother. The Great Forest Dragon didn’t open its eyes, only lifting its wings and wrapping the dragonling beneath.
—–
After flying beyond the forest, the plains and river entered their sights.
The breath of the baby dragon wrapped in Zhu Minglang’s clothing grew weaker and weaker. It tried very hard to keep its eyes open, looking at Zhu Minglang.
“Why are you doing this?” Zhu Minglang looked at the tiny eyes, unable to feel the rage in its heart. It was like the baby dragon was saying goodbye to this stranger, carrying a hint of unwillingness, in addition to a hint of gratitude.
It couldn’t hold on any longer, even though it was trying very, very hard.
Its injuries were too heavy. Without the undergrowth, it would have instantly died, relieved of life and suffering.
However, that thorny undergrowth allowed it to stay in this world for a little longer.
That short while had made this tiny creature taste pain. If there was an afterlife, it wouldn’t want to be reborn here…
“Ai, I don’t know if this method works… Come into my spirit domain,” Zhu Minglang said, not feeling optimistic.
Since they met, it was fate!