Chapter 1030 Art Of Capturing A Prideful Dragon

Chapter 1030 Art Of Capturing A Prideful Dragon

It was so easy to blame somebody if they did something evil, and kill them even. You could feel like a hero, have a sense of accomplishment, satisfaction, and would be revered by the people around you.

But what happens when you realize that not all villains were pure evil. It was the circumstances that forced them to be one. As the saying goes —

A child neglected by the village will burn it down to feel some warmth.

In Yudor's case, his wife died due to some external causes. And he wanted nothing but to bring the two dead people back.

Though, he did wrong others. Many families lost their members. Some lost their wives, some their husbands, and some even children. It was outrageous.

Should such a guy be really helped?

For the first time, Lith didn't know an answer.

However...

'I don't need a reason.'

That was right. There were times when one could simply shut their brain off and do things their heart desired or their instincts told them to.

So what if doing some things didn't have any benefit? As long as Lith was satisfied with the outcome and didn't have any regrets for doing so-and-so things, everything was acceptable.

Lith heaved a sigh and called for Sylvia to pick him up.

The cocoon couldn't be stored in a separate dimension or space ring. There was a genuine soul in it that was delicate to such things and might break.

Sylvia was a Supreme Rank. Her teleporting abilities would keep this guy safe while moving around.

In a second, Sylvia was at his service. Lith asked her to put this guy in some secluded place first. He would be needed later on.

Sylvia vanished with the cocoon and came back in a jiffy.

Lith then went to the Inn with her and checked up on his aunt, Fei, and Meryl.

Meryl was still in a cat form, purring happily in Fei's embrace, while Fei had a soft expression on her face and looked at the orange fluff ball with tenderness.

Lith didn't disturb their picturesque moment. He did click a picture though. Fei seemed really cute with that gaze. He would use it to tease her later and take some cheap advantage of her too.

Heh. He really was an evil prince. Tormenting innocent ladies and scamming them into his bed... truly a shameless, perverted act that didn't beseech a prince like him.

Leaving them to their things, Lith checked up on his aunt. She was sleeping on the bed comfortably on her sides.

It was evening and the moonlight from the window was the only thing illuminating the room. Under the moonlight, Mayzin appeared just like any ordinary young lady.

Nobody would be able to believe that she was almost half a million years old, let alone a Supreme Rank with such an appearance.

Stretching his hands overhead, Lith said lazily, "I think I should take a nap. Sylvia, make sure to wake me up by dawn."

"Understood, Your Highness." Sylvia said and sat down on a chair nearby.

Lith hadn't dismissed her so she wasn't allowed to leave the room. He forgot to do so, and that's because he considered his maids as actual people with feelings and not some golem that did things on command.

Step 11: If the dragon's following you, voila, you have now captured a dragon!

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"..."

Mayzin was speechless in Lith's embrace. She could vividly recall the content of that cursed book that was available everywhere in the world for as low as a few nickels.

People were really shameless, thinking they could coax a dragon into becoming theirs with a simple few treasures. Did they think dragons only liked treasures and could be turned into their subordinates? Foolish thinking.

Dragons were smart. Really smart, and a mere treasure could never make them sway. It had to be something grand or big for it to be considered worthy for the dragons.

The book was flawed. Really flawed. It made dragons appear like they only knew how to gather treasure, sleep, be loud, and violent. That's it.

Mayzin had thought of burning every copy of this book before, but then she had a revolutionary idea.

She let the book stay as is because it painted the dragon in a domineering light. People around the world never learn and keep doing stupid things. It was better to have a book such as this talking about the consequences.

Dumb Ways To Die Magazine had profited greatly after the release of this book as people thought they could easily conquer a dragon — in its own territory; in the very Dragon Continent.

The magazine's list of stupid deaths was getting longer and longer with each passing day.

Anyway, all of this apart, Mayzin knitted her brows in annoyance.

This shameless fellow. This scoundrel of a nephew of hers... he truly did not know how to behave.

One of his hands was under Mayzin's top, resting on her flat abdomen while the other one was embracing her firmly.

The situation wasn't good. Mayzin wanted to beat this guy up, but he was her only nephew. And she was also supposedly dating him. She couldn't kill the only potential husband she had now, could she?

Since killing him was off the charts, Mayzin wondered in what ways she could torture him for his audacity.

While lost in thoughts and having her eyes closed, it appeared as if Mayzin was sleeping soundly.

Meanwhile, Lith's hand that was stationary suddenly began moving under her top.

Mayzin knit her brows. 'This nephew of mine... I can understand that he's growing up and his hormones are getting out of control... but isn't it too much now? Where did he get the courage to touch me like this?'

Although they had gone on two dates by now, there weren't major developments that could lead them to such a situation.

Others did not know it, including her best friend Lucifer, but Mayzin was secretly a romance fanatic. She had read a lot of novels and manga for that genre.

Slow burn was the best trope!

Although it's always quite shitty in the start as the protagonist and their partner would take almost a hundred chapters to just confess and hold hands, it was still the best!

Mayzin liked things developing slowly. There were still a lot of steps left before they reached the point of touching each other!

Mayzin felt Lith's cold hand slither upwards.

'This sneaky horny nephew of mine... tch...'