Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon's Might-Chapter 69 - I will not hurt you

Leon felt a bout of frustration with stupidity coming on, but at the same time, he somewhat admired how beautifully Tassera played her Illusion Magic, truly worthy of a Blue Dragon.

Blue Dragons are particularly talented in creating mirages and unrivaled in producing illusions.

“What a foolish dragon.” Tassera walked out from behind the Brass Dragon.

The Brass Dragon finally caught on.

It flapped its wings to turn around and stared at the female Mage, saying, “I mean no harm; I just want to take you away.

Why won’t you agree?”

Tassera straightened her slightly curly hair, blinked her sky-blue eyes, and said, “If you want me to go with you, that’s fine, but I cannot accept being gripped in the hands of a dirty dragon…

unless you let me ride on your back.”

“I am not dirty, just a bit bloody.

And I’m a True Dragon, how could I possibly let mortals ride on me?” The Brass Dragon snorted in anger, but that anger was fleeting.

“If you don’t want to be in my hands…

It is not impossible for me to carry you away on my back.

It’s me carrying you, not you riding me.”

The Brass Dragon planned to temporarily back down for the moment and wait until they reached its lair, where leaving wouldn’t be so easy.

No one could leave until it had a satisfying chat.

Tassera did not expect the negotiation to go so smoothly; the Brass Dragon in front of her seemed to have no dignity at all, and she was momentarily taken aback before exclaiming excitedly: “Deal.”

“Come on up.” The Brass Dragon lay on the ground to facilitate the female Mage climbing on its back, then glared at Leon, who was about to follow Tassera and jump onto its back, “I can’t carry two people.

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I will grab you and take you away.

After all, you are a man, you can take a rough handling.”

Given the opportunity to ride on the Brass Dragon as a Dragon Knight, Leon didn’t care what the Brass Dragon’s intentions were; otherwise, no deal, he replied: “Then you take her, I can leave on my own.”

Leon saw the Brass Dragon looking at him and decided to show off a little.

With a wave, he activated Gathering Form and Scattering Energy and vanished into the air, leaving the Brass Dragon dumbfounded, saying, “I too have some knowledge of spells.”

“Then come on up.” The Brass Dragon was convinced; it felt somewhat exhausted yet also excited because it had found two fantastic conversation partners.

Leon excitedly climbed onto the back of the Brass Dragon, took his seat, and observed that the Brass Dragon’s wings were radially ribbed, extending from the shoulders all the way to the tip of the tail, with most of the support being parallel long spines to the spine, reminiscent of a ray-finned fish with limbs.

He wanted to outcry a command to advance, but decided to refrain, worried that the Brass Dragon might start rolling on the spot if it heard him.

He still couldn’t believe that a dragon could be so shameless.

“Are you settled?

We’re leaving,” said the Brass Dragon as it flapped its wings to take off.

It quickly gained altitude, soaring through the storm and the sandstorm, and soon they were a thousand meters high.

Even though Leon had been living in the Oasis City for the past six months, whenever he found the chance, he would revert to his Dragon Form and fly around, because the feeling of flight was truly fantastic.

But flying by oneself was completely different from riding on a mount, and Leon appeared excited, just like Tassera seemed to be.

The Brass Dragon’s flight speed was quite fast, at least compared to a camel, which couldn’t cover in a day what he could fly in an hour; soon they had left the tomb far behind.

Of course, the Brass Dragon wasn’t heading back to the Oasis City with Leon and Tassera on its back, but flew straight to its lair – a den located in a desert canyon.

Yes, Brass Dragons often competed with Blue Dragons for lairs, but Brass Dragons actually preferred to build their nests in rock, rather than digging holes under the sand like Blue Dragons.

Next to the rugged desert canyon, the Brass Dragon slowly landed and said, “We’ve arrived at our destination, you can get off now.”

Leon jumped off the Brass Dragon’s back and looked around; he found that the Brass Dragon’s lair was surprisingly beautiful – spacious and bright, almost like a natural scenic area… There was even a magnificent hall, which clearly wasn’t formed naturally, but had been carefully carved out, especially the two huge warrior statues at the entrance of the hall.

Noticing Leon gazing at the warrior statues, the Brass Dragon asked, “Those two statues are beautiful, aren’t they?”

“Beautiful,” Leon had to admit; the craftsmanship of the statues was amazing and appeared to be the work of a master.

“I carved them,” the Brass Dragon said proudly, “the one on the left is called ‘Hurricane’ Saitek, and the one on the right is called ‘Dreadful’ Ojin…

‘Hurricane’ Saitek is the elder brother, valuing honor.

‘Dreadful’ Ojin is smart and cunning, with a fondness for meat and hates nothing more than rats…”

The Brass Dragon rambled on, leaving Leon grinning awkwardly – just two statues, and not only did you name them, but you’re also assigning them personalities and preferences, isn’t that a bit too much?

The Brass Dragon finally finished and said, “All right, let’s go inside.”

The Brass Dragon led the way into the hall, with Leon and Tassera following closely behind, one after the other.

As soon as they entered the hall, they heard a grating noise.

Turning around, they saw two stone doors closing the hall.

Because many skylights had been opened overhead, streaks of sunlight shone through these skylights into the hall; even as the stone doors closed, the hall remained bright and vibrant, which was somewhat reassuring.

As the stone doors closed, the Brass Dragon’s laughter echoed, “It’s a success…

Finally a success.”

“What is this place?” Tassera feigned panic, “What do you want to do with us?”

“This is my lair,” the Brass Dragon raised its forelimbs, rubbing them together like a fly, a rare sight for a bruised and bloodied, majestic dragon to appear so sleazy, “Please, handsome and beautiful sir and miss, stay here for a few days.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t harm you.”

“Ha ha.”

“Ha ha ha ha—”

The Brass Dragon laughed heartily, noticing the female Mage pursing her lips, then a white light enveloped her rapidly growing larger and dissipating, and the female Mage vanished, replaced by a huge Blue Dragon.

Unlike the female Mage, the man called Leon did not emit a white light; his belt and clothes simply dropped, and his body quickly swelled, his head stretching into a ferocious dragon head, his hands turning into huge claws, and a large tail grew rapidly, transforming him into a huge Red Dragon in just a few seconds.