Chapter 212 - Spring in the Spring Bud Forest

He was still just a juvenile dragon that had yet to reach maturity, with stages like adolescence and young adulthood ahead of him before reaching full adulthood. After that, there were even older age segments like ancient, more ancient, and primeval.All these stages differed in body size and rank.

For a reason not unfounded, giant dragons have always been at the very top of the food chain since time immemorial.

If it weren’t for the rise of the Giant Empire, which waged a prolonged war against the giant dragons.

If not for the Ancient Elves who sacrificed a great many Supreme Mages to construct the Dragon Madness Locks that caused the dragons to go into a frenzied state intermittently, synchronized with the appearance of Regicide Star.

Without these, the continent might still be devoid of other races’ involvement, remaining a backyard, a hunting ground for the giant dragons.

But starting from now, this juvenile red dragon would become a possession of his own, a tool for warfare of his own use.

Thinking thus, he felt a sense of accomplishment brimming inside.

On the other side, Roderick’s reaction was a disappointment to Lord Aivensa, who couldn’t help smacking his lips and saying, "Roderick, you like this, it’s no fun at all. Now that your wounds are mostly healed, shouldn’t you resist a bit? We’re all waiting, aren’t we?"

The juvenile red dragon humbly answered, "I have sincerely pledged my allegiance to Lord Gaven, and from now on, Lord Aivensa, you are also my master. How could I possibly defy my master’s command?"

"You would obey whatever command you’re given?" Lord Aivensa’s eyes began to roll again, clearly concocting some new mischief.

"I will obey any command," Roderick stated with unwavering determination.

"Well then, put this on," Aivensa said as he took off the Enlarge Necklace from his neck and threw it to the young red dragon.

Roderick had a bad feeling but still dutifully fastened the Enlarge Necklace on his right claw.

"Perform the spell!" The young dragon had an uncontrollable smirk on his face.

The juvenile red dragon, left with no other choice, resonated with the Enlarge Necklace and executed the Enlarge spell, causing a dragon saddle suited for his massive body to appear on his back.

In the midst of the pain from the transformation, Roderick took the opportunity to let out an angry roar, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

The young red copper dragon, winking at Gaven, said teasingly, "Gaven, what are you waiting for? Get on, take a seat. It’s already agreed to obey any command, from now on, it’s your new ride."

Due to the pride inherent in giant dragons, Aivensa disliked being ridden, even by Gaven, whom he was becoming increasingly close to.

Having the young red dragon serve as Gaven’s mount was the most severe humiliation he could think of.

Even if the young red copper dragon hadn’t staged this scene, Gaven would have found a way to tame the young red dragon. Now, he was simply going with the flow.

Gaven didn’t immediately step onto the young red dragon’s back, but instead turned to one side and extended a hand to Virginia in invitation, "Together."

Caught off guard, Virginia hesitated for a moment. Seeming to think of something, she shook her head vigorously, saying, "I’ll pass. You do it."

Even if it was an enlarged dragon saddle suitable for two, sitting so closely together was something she intended to avoid at all costs.

"He hasn’t taken advantage yet. Once we’re in the sky, he might turn against us. I need the Lord’s Teleportation Spell," Gaven gave Virginia an irrefutable reason.

Virginia, although not yet fully reconciled with the fact that her memory had been altered to include Gaven,

was absolutely not willing to allow Gaven to face any life-threatening danger.

She neither agreed nor refused.

Gaven took that as consent, directly encircling Virginia’s waist and using Fairy Step to jump onto the back of the enlarged juvenile red dragon.

It was distinctly felt that when the two climbed aboard,

Roderick uncontrollably shuddered, the dragon scales on his body grinding audibly.

Your greatest nemesis always knows you best.

How lofty was the pride of the juvenile red dragon? How he looked down on all others?

Back in the Rocklands, save for the constant aggravation and noise from Aivensa, the young wretch,

wherever his shadow fell, all creatures of flight and land would scatter in utter panic, fearful of becoming prey or the latest victim to his Flame Dragon’s Breath.

Who would have imagined that one day, he would become a mount, a mount for those bipedal sheep that he never regarded with any respect?

It didn’t matter in the slightest.

This was nothing at all.

The humiliations of today, he would reclaim one day. But not now.

He would just consider it as carrying a stone on his back.

Truly, it was meaningless.

Roderick psychically drilled the idea into his mind, recollecting the oppressive darkness under the mountains,

the suffocating feeling of endless darkness. With that in mind, his attitude became much calmer. After all, the weight of two humans was nothing compared to those mountains of stones.

The Enlarge Necklace was a magic item. Once activated, the created saddle was tailored to the creature’s own specifications.

If it was a horse, it would be a horse saddle.

If it was a dragon, then it would be a dragon saddle.

When Aivensa used it, his medium size became large, and the generated saddle was just right for a human of medium build to ride.

The young red dragon grew from large to extra-large, and the saddle produced was large, suitable for someone of a half-ogre’s build.

Now, it was just right for Gaven and Virginia to ride together.

Gaven didn’t give Virginia the chance to choose. He directly supported her delicate waist and had her sit in front of him.

"Wait for me, wait for me," Aivensa, ever eager to join in the fun, walked to the young red dragon, kicked his front claw, and said arrogantly, "Lift me up, I want to ride too."

Tch!

Deep grooves were carved into the ground by the juvenile red dragon, who was clearly filled with the utmost loathing.

Being ridden was one thing, but now a dragon, a red copper dragon no less, demanded a ride.

The dragon couldn’t stand it anymore, "This is bullying, isn’t it?"

If this got out, there’d be no way for me to mix in the dragon realm.

Thinking back, in my current state, if the word spread, I’d lose face—hell, I’d lose everything.

Endure one breath, endure two—today, I’ve reached the zenith of endurance. From now on, I shall be the Enduring Dragon, let’s see what you can do to me.

The Juvenile Red Dragon slowly raised his claw and didn’t slap it on Aivensa’s delicate body, but instead gently lifted her onto his back.

"Good listener," Aivensa nodded with satisfaction and hopped and skipped up to the two of them, plopping down directly into Virginia’s lap.

Feeling the space was a bit cramped, she forcefully wriggled her little behind, pushing Virginia back several centimeters.

Even transformed into a petite figure, Aivensa was still a Giant Dragon at heart, her strength evident without augmentation; Gaven might not even outmatch her in a straight clash of attributes.

The distance Virginia and Gaven had labored to maintain was eradicated by Aivensa’s intrusion, her entire back, buttocks, and thighs pressing seamlessly against Gaven, leaving her sitting squarely in his embrace.

Virginia froze completely.

Though she and Gaven had grown close recently, with some furtive tactile explorations, it was all in the realm of consciousness.

In reality, for most of the time, they were limited to holding hands—mostly for work purposes.

This kind of full-on contact was a first for them, the incident at Spring Bud Castle, being unconscious, didn’t count.

Virginia’s instinct was to flee, but that seemed cowardly, making her hesitate.

Her hesitation soon cost her dearly.

Sitting behind her was a fiery Juvenile Dragon, and with the onset of late spring, their clothing was neither thick nor thin.

As the Juvenile Red Dragon took flight under Aivensa’s command, the relentless friction soon made Virginia feel she wasn’t sitting on a saddle but on a stick radiating damp, warm breath, which rose from beneath, scorching her to the point where she lost all ability to think, incapable of even forming the words for a teleportation spell, let alone escape.

In the dim haze, she heard Gaven’s command to avoid the Rocklands, and head for Spring Bud Forest.

For Gaven, the trial flight was as titillating as it was torturous.

Not to mention Aivensa’s intrusive presence, even without her, it was impossible to engage in such relations here—the Juvenile Red Dragon was also a sentient being.

All he could do was hold Virginia tightly, playing the role of a gentleman who wasn’t quite gentlemanly, unable to control certain reactions, not even a Psychic Sorcerer could—at least not at this level.

The one having the most fun was the carefree Aivensa.

Completely oblivious to Virginia and Gaven’s awkwardness, she alternated between squeezing in the saddle and transforming into her true form, swooping and soaring around the Juvenile Red Dragon.

Her Red Copper Dragon chatter reached a fever pitch.

In essence, she wouldn’t stop until the Juvenile Red Dragon was riled beyond measure, displaying a relentless tenacity.

Yet, the Juvenile Red Dragon, having been suppressed for months and achieved a life-and-death epiphany, remained unmoved as a zen master might be—unswayed no matter the torment.

A loyal servant in his stance, unwavering regardless of how he’s tested—what would you do to me?

Especially when Aivensa’s frustration left her clawing at herself and fuming mad.

A perverse sense of achievement and pleasure crept into Roderick’s heart.

If Gaven knew, he couldn’t help but sigh, "The kid’s turning into a masochist."

But Gaven was beyond caring for such thoughts. Upon arrival at Spring Bud Castle, he rushed with Virginia, half-carrying, half-supporting her, into her boudoir.

What followed was a natural course of events.

It was a meeting of dry tinder and a raging fire.

A battle of wits met by talent—an indomitable force against a clinging complaint. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ No(ᴠ)ᴇlFire.nᴇt

One was full of tricks, the other as pliant as water.

They ended in a draw.

One was bedridden, the other, clinging to walls to walk.

It was already late spring, but on this night, spring descended on Spring Bud Forest once again.

Countless plants that had finished blooming blossomed anew.

All manner of animals entered mating season, with their calls of spring filling Spring Bud Forest.

Many of the Fae Race lay sleepless or spent the night in amorous dreams.

Such a spring hadn’t visited Spring Bud Forest for many years.

Most sentient beings of the Fairy Wilderness knew what it signified, especially the members of the Yaling Clan at Spring Bud Castle.

So when Gaven walked the halls of Spring Bud Castle once more, he felt the Yalings’ glances were a bit odd.

Virginia, meanwhile, had sequestered herself in her boudoir, not planning to see anyone for a while.

To Gaven’s surprise, the contract he had signed with Lord Virginia of the Fairy Wilderness had taken on a new form.

It had become a Supreme Fairy Wilderness Contract.

You and the Fairy Wilderness Lord Virginia have signed a supreme contract, the Fairy Wilderness is now your intimate ally. You receive the baptism and infusion of Fairy Wilderness Power, and fairy strength flows through you. From this moment on, you may be considered a member of the Yaling Clan, and your life expectancy is slightly increased.

You can move freely through natural woodlands, and if in dense forest, your injuries will heal at double the rate.

All benign members of the Fae Race will naturally take a liking to you, and you’ve gained the ability to use the Fairy Step at will.

All malevolent members of the Fae Race will see you as an enemy, despising you severely.

Having read the contract, Gaven couldn’t help but let out a profound, tsk.