Chapter 511: Chapter 296 Still Sticking Out the Tongue to Lick_2
“What? I can’t mention it? Is bragging about visiting Dragon Island off-limits? Then why did I even come?” Black Night Raven protested with wide eyes.
“Uh, fine. You can say whatever you want. If anyone asks, I’ll just say you’ve been here. But what’s your name?” Brooks instantly understood. This human had no idea that she had actually visited Vortex Island, not Dragon Island?
If she boasts about being on Dragon Island all the time and misleads people, then letting her do so would be a good thing.
“Black Night Raven, Lord Brooks, my name is Black Night Raven, the darkest female pirate in the ocean, sir, you must remember me.” Black Night Raven’s eyes were shining. The Dragon Clan Chief was so kind. Oh God, he was even willing to give her official recognition.
Nothing else mattered. Once the news of her visit to Dragon Island spread, her pirate group would instantly gain significant fame, and elite pirates would flock to join them.
“Alright, just don’t wander around, I’ll come get you when it’s time to leave.” As he spoke, Brooks beckoned at the sea, and a bluefin golden spearfish about the height of a person flew up and flopped into the cave.
The spearfish was still alive, very fresh, flipping and flopping in the cave. Brooks continued, “There’s not much to offer here, so just eat fish the next few days. Don’t wander off— the island is full of dragons. One careless step and you’ll be squished.”
Black Night Raven glanced at the cliff outside the cave, below which was the pitch-black sea. If anyone fell from here, not even the body would float up to the surface. And she couldn’t fly, so where could she run?
Unable to bear it, Luther complained, “You’re really something, you know. Who welcomes guests like this? You don’t even have water.”
After saying this, he took out his own water bag from his Space Artifact and placed it to the side. “It’s clean.”
What kind of lineup was this? A human? A little bronze dragon? A Holy Spirit Angel with its wings removed? A lively undead? A unicorn and a large cat?
Could they really solve this grave problem that had perplexed the Dragon Clan for several millions of years?
“Oh my, Brooks, who did you bring back this time? Why aren’t you introducing them? Let us see, what kind of big shot can solve the dragon egg problem? Surely not these humans and the small bronze dragon who is smaller than a dragon egg?” A sarcastic voice suddenly rang out.
Brooks squinted his eyes, retracted his inner eyelid, and displayed a dangerous gaze.
This voice belongs to the most sarcastic Red Copper Dragon among the giant dragon clan—Mildit.
Mildit has an awful personality. He likes to show off, is vain, adores glittery things, and loves to flaunt his children in front of the mother dragons with stuck eggs or lost children.
Brooks’ wife particularly disliked Mildit, especially during the time when the eggs were stuck; Mildit often infuriated her so much that she wanted to breathe fire and even requested Brooks to expel Mildit more than once.
However, as a clan leader, Brooks couldn’t just expel a giant dragon just because his wife didn’t like it. He could only pretend he hadn’t heard anything.
But recently, Brooks hasn’t heard this name much because he had brought the Little Golden Dragon back. Mildit couldn’t find any superiority here and likely went off to show off in front of other mother dragons.
If his past actions were just an indication of his unpleasant personality, then his current actions are utterly vicious.
On the way back, Negris had a chat with Brooks about Ange’s New Divine Technique.
Initially, Brooks thought that Ange could simply nurture the body with a nutrition solution and perform consciousness transfer, like White Neck and his child. However, Negris told him that Ange could directly remove the defect of the stuck eggs from the bloodline of the Dragon Clan so that the future generations of giant dragons wouldn’t face this defect.