130.Chapter 130 – Pigeon
Chapter 130 – Pigeon
“That leaves only one last question.” David took a deep breath.
“What?” For the first time, Artilicia, who had demonstrated her abilities in front of her son, was rather smug.
“Us. . how should we ‘take’ this part? Still have to take three percent from each vehicle, as you said, without attracting the attention of the High Elf guards along the way?”
“. This.” Attilicia, who was only focused on rushing back home, suddenly went dragon numb.
He had never been a Mr. Nice Guy, but he had never thought about this kind of question that clearly had a tendency to steal!
In the end it was David who came up with a theoretically feasible solution.
It was based on a fantasy movie called Grand Theft Glory.
Only in the movie, the [Portal Staff] was used to put a cottage painting with a portal exit into the carriage carrying the treasure.
And what they were going to do was much simpler, directly utilizing a similar operation to steal a portion of the Hundred Years Incense Seeds out of each wagon.
“Wonderful! Simply the perfect plan!” Atilicia, who had steeply heard that there was such an operation, clapped her hands and for a moment thought that the son who could come up with such a plan was a genius.
“So, where can I get such a [Portal Staff]?” David asked.
“That’s a rare commodity.” Attilicia spread both her hands.
“Got.” David’s tail slapped the floor, the whole half a day of white nonsense this is, there is no core magic items, and then the seamless plan is also in vain ah!
Attilicia also didn’t dare to sell out with this irascible red dragon son of his, and hurriedly said:
“There is no [Portal Staff], but there are spells that can create [Teleportation Array].”
“You can?” David was instantly stunned.
This silver dragon father is really multi-talented, serious spells did not see a few, like [Manipulate the sky], [Teleportation Array] these rare and cold spells that are like pouring beans out one after another ah.
Attilicia did not dare to pull David’s thick but sensitive nerves this time, and said directly:
“I don’t know, but I can learn it now! But a five-ringed spell is just, there are ready-made in the dragon’s inheritance, nibble on a few books, how long will it take, I will be able to learn it before tomorrow’s start.”
“. Spells, is it so easy to learn?” David was really a bit confused this time.
If spells were so easy to learn, his use of powers to combine out ‘Blood Wheel Eyes’, all of a sudden it seemed like it wasn’t that rare anymore.
Attilicia looked at his son’s eyes that were somewhat unbelievable in admiration, and immediately became somewhat self-satisfied, and immediately bragged:
“What kind of dragon is your father me? Dragon Island has been recognized as a Silver Dragon Genius for nearly a hundred years, okay!”
Said reached out and patted David’s big head:
“Don’t worry, don’t worry about the spells and leave it to me! Tomorrow morning you will go to that cliff and wait, I will send Tania to school, after the first alchemy theory class I will immediately rush over, I calculated that there should be more than enough time.”
“That’s fine.” David immediately said with confidence.
What David didn’t see was that Papa Silver Dragon sent him out of his bedroom door, and then he scratched his hair and started rummaging through the cupboards.
The “Space Theory”, “Teleportation Theory and Practice”, “Rune Sequence Advancement Convergence” and other books that he had purchased together in the bookstore before were flipped out and laid out on the table, matching the theoretical insights of the ancestors of the Dragon’s inheritance with his own practice notes and frantically calculating them up.
This spell is not comparable to magic spells, and it is also recognized by spell casters as the most difficult to learn spatial teleportation spells, as well as even more troublesome to be precise to the point that the error can not be more than the chassis of the carriage of the mobile teleportation coordinates of the runic sequences!
It was a spell that was enough to make ordinary spell casters glean their heads, but not necessarily able to learn to utilize it perfectly.
Artilicia had actually lied to Davy in a way.
He had touched and learned this spell back on Dragon Island, he just wasn’t that proficient at using it.
But the bull has been blown out of the water, and not being able to integrate this stuff, he can’t make money, and if he can’t make this money, he can’t pay off this debt.
When he thought of his parents paying off his debt as an ungrateful son, and how they might be looked down upon by other dragons, he was furious.
Attilicia then went out of her mind with anger!
Then a math and space rune sequence formula that had once stumped him was actually solved step by step.
On this night, compared to the thunderous snoring of David and Tania next door, their father, Attilicia, did not sleep a wink.
But his efforts were not unworthy of a dragon, when the light from the window sill brightened up again, he finally managed to fix the spatial rune sequences of that piece of cliff land.
Only compared to the intricate coordinates of the rune sequence on the paper, the desktop and the floor gleaned just as much hair.
It was also a good thing that he was morphing into a hairy High Elf.
If he had been a human with more fragile hair follicles, he would have gone bald by now.
The fluffy Atilicia threw away the twelfth feather quill that was also writing bald in his hand and got up as if he was relieved, he knocked on the faintly illuminated crystal window as if he was saying good morning to the world:
“It’s dawn, and I’m not sleeping! How can I sleep when my head is full of rune sequence formulas!”
The excited Papa Dragon immediately knocked on the bedroom door of Davy’s siblings with a happy little hum of ‘Meow Meow Meow Meow’:
“Get up! It’s time to go to school, and it’s time to go shopping!” In fact, it was a hint for David to go out early to squat along the route first, to rule out any unexpected situations that might arise.
He had already done the most troublesome and difficult part of the plan, leaving his slacker red dragon son to do what physical work he could. It wasn’t too much!
Papa Silver Dragon, who had solved the biggest math problem in his dragon’s life so far, was out of his mind and a little puffed up.
Boom!
As a result, he was just about to go to the kitchen to make himself and the kids a breakfast, when he looked back to see the bedroom door flying straight down from the doorframe to the second floor, poking out David’s waking up dragon face:
“What time is it? You don’t let dragons sleep well anymore, do you, Dad? Wait for us to go parkouring in your nest tonight!”
“Parkour~” Tania, the half-asleep dragon sister lying on David’s head, said helpfully, although she didn’t know what parkour really meant, but rebelling against the power of the dragon father who wouldn’t let him sleep was politically correct.
“Don’t!!! I was wrong!”
An afterthought, Atilicia wailed first.
Geez! I just spent all last night doing space math problems, and later I have to make breakfast, then take my daughter to school, teach a class on alchemy instruction, accompany my son on a robbery, yuk, to steal, yuk, to get some seeds back for alchemy academic validation, and then go through this doomed and exciting day getting ready to catch up on my sleep at night!
Give me a break!
He, Artiricia, was an old dragon with thirty years to go before he came of age!
He couldn’t afford a pair of children!
Four and a half hours later, Atilicia, after experiencing the above torment, finally survived the morning rush hour on the road to send his daughter to school in Devonshire, survived the ‘demonstrative alchemy teaching’ with the school’s top management organizing to listen to him, the Silver Dragon’s foreign teacher in Dragon Island, was about to go to the washroom for a bit of convenience to go to the outskirts of the city to meet up with his son.
A greeting from behind him that seemed a bit uncertain nearly scared the piss out of him:
“Uncle Atilicia?”
Atilicia’s entire dragon went wooden as he forced himself to turn around and look at Elizabeth, who he hadn’t seen in over a year and was looking a little haggard.
Forcing the sentence ‘What brings you to Dwensel?’ Gave swallowed.
He who knew quite a bit about the political situation of the High Elves instantly understood why.
That old piker, the Elf King Aeliandor.
In response to the local nobles’ backlash against the centralization of power, he had asked Duke Mirriam, the Duke of the Silver Wheel, to send his only daughter, Elizabeth, to Devonshire Academy.
When the ‘protégé’ came.
After getting along for nearly ten years, even if she wasn’t her own daughter, Attilicia was already treating Elizabeth as half of her own daughter.
When she thought of the difficult situation she was in nowadays, Attilicia was in pain.
Just at this moment, he obviously wanted to put down everything to comfort Elizabeth who needed to rely on and comfort the most at this moment.
And once he thought of his own son still waiting for him outside the city, and thought of the parents of Dragon Island who were repaying their debts for him, he had to forcefully hold back the pity in his heart, and feigned uncertainty as if he was meeting her for the first time, and said:
“This student, are you calling me?”
“Hold sorry, I recognized the wrong elf.”
The somewhat gloomy Elizabeth was about to leave when ‘Teacher Antonella’s’ unforgiving voice came from behind her:
“This student, are you experiencing something? If you’ve encountered any difficulties, you can talk to me about it.”
Attilicia glanced at the magic clock that still had some time left, and finally didn’t hold back as she climbed forward to talk.
Just as Attilicia was trying to ‘reacquaint’ herself with Elizabeth in this magic academy several hundred kilometers away from the Silver Castle.
But he didn’t know that a few hundred kilometers away from Cyrus Castle, a familiar dragon who also didn’t sleep for two nights because of his ‘outstanding performance’, was packing up his clothes, and directly in the crowd of elves’ shouts of surprise, he turned into a young silver dragon and rose up into the sky, and flew towards the direction that Atilicia had left the night before, Dwensel.
As the current Dragon Island’s emissary to the continent of Granier, Shalena needed to come to Dwensel to meet with the Elf King Aelyndor.
It had been months since the invitation had been delayed.
And David, who was located between the two city-states and had also transformed back into a red dragon, lying on a cliff and watching for two to three hours, looked at the skyline already appearing on the way, and the group of Earth Nature Faction druids responsible for delivering the Hundred Years’ Scented Seeds appeared an hour ahead of schedule, and was instantly filled with confusion:
“Am I being stood up by Dad? Or is he too punctual?!”
“F*ck! I knew this indecisive guy couldn’t be trusted!”
But David, who hadn’t received the message from the magical owl, only thought that he had been delayed by some urgent matter and had to rush into the forest below the foothills like a cheetah with a cat’s body.
It wasn’t long before hundreds of terrified goblins mixed with rioting animals headed towards the seed transportation team on the avenue.
Impact and go.
“Enemy attack! Prepare for battle!”
Just looking at the only ones rushing in were the goblins and the animals, the hostility of the group of druids suddenly disappeared:
“Quickly, the goblins kill them all, and then pacify the poor little frightened and lost animals.”
Help push this dragon text hatchling “This dragon is too powerful! ~
(End of chapter)