Chapter 228 - Subduing the Dragon Girl

Constrained by the Soul Totem, she was very sensitive to Gaven’s aura, and even though he wore a full-body closed armor, she recognized him at a glance.Shanoba had always thought that time could erase everything, including pain, including fear.

During this time, she did not take the initiative to contact Gaven. On one hand, the old nun Stephanie watched her closely,

On the other hand, deep down, Shanoba resisted Gaven’s control subconsciously.

Moreover, it seemed as if Gaven had forgotten her altogether, as he never tried to contact her.

But when they reunited, the fear she once felt engulfed her mind like a deluge.

No, that’s not right.

The pressure emanating from Gaven was even greater than last time.

In Shanoba’s eyes, Gaven was not merely a person but a towering tree one could only look up to, and in his presence, she felt so insignificant, so helpless.

The courage for rebellion that she had mustered in her heart dissipated with merely a glance from him.

In his icy gaze, Shanoba saw one word, "Run!"

That word directly translated into Shanoba’s actual action, as she turned her head and ran without hesitation.

This time, Gaven did not employ the power of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree to control her; her body simply reacted instinctively.

The Black Dragoness had fled!

Their leader had fled without a fight!

Without the constraint of the Wyvern, what could they use to fight the Red Copper Dragon?

"The Leader’s fled, we’re no match, run for it!"

"Run, woof..."

"Follow the Leader, woof..."

The Gnolls were the first to react.

Most Gnolls and Goblins were of similar intelligence, none too bright.

This caused them to possess a trait of blind obedience, especially a high degree of such obedience towards the Drake Bloodline.

When Shanoba, their leader, took flight, they didn’t think twice before dropping everything and running after her.

Some silly Goblin fools saw the Gnolls running and followed suit, dazedly.

These two species constituted more than half of the Monster Tribe. When they fled en masse, leaving behind only a few Hobgoblins, Orcs, and Jackalweres indecisively wondering whether to run or not,

To run would mean seeing easy victory within reach, with heaps of goods awaiting them, a portion of which were already exposed, glistening weapons and armor that were incredibly tempting.

Not to run meant their leader had fled, most of the cannon fodder had fled too, and a group of ferocious Hobgoblin Wolf Cavalry, as aggressive as wolves, came bearing down upon them with no intention of reasoning.

Whether it was Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, or even the coachmen and guards of the caravan, anyone who dared to pick up a weapon was cut down without exception.

When the Hobgoblin Wolf Cavalry had broken through a third of the convoy, what remained of the Monster Tribe lost any spirit to resist. They silently turned tails and ran, faster than their arrival.

Seeing that he had missed the chance to fight, Gaven turned to the Hobgoblin Warlord and said, "Blood Claw General, I leave this place to you. Regardless of humans or monsters, as long as they do not resist, drive them away. Clean up the battlefield as soon as possible and take the goods to evacuate the area, to avoid complications. I am going to meet an old friend."

Because of the existence of Undead Necromancy and Resurrection Magic, there was little point in completely annihilating these people. Just any Transcendent Archmage could extract the information they wanted from them.

With a Fairy Step, Gaven leaped onto Aivensa’s back.

Without any need for his command, the Young Red Copper Dragon intuitively understood and chased after the direction in which the Wyvern had fled.

After crossing just three mountain ridges, Gaven and his companion caught up with Shanoba, who had reverted back to her original form.

Perhaps she had guessed that Gaven would certainly come after her and, knowing she couldn’t escape, simply stopped and waited for him, which saved Gaven some effort.

With another Fairy Step, Gaven leaped down from the Young Red Copper Dragon and said to her, "Go behind me and keep watch. If those monsters come chasing, notify me immediately."

"Understood." Aivensa’s attitude had been unexpectedly proper lately, doing whatever she was told with meticulous care, as if under some strong influence.

Gaven was pleased to see this, as it made using her much more convenient.

As Gaven landed, Shanoba knelt on the ground and said reverently, "Shanoba has seen the master. I failed to complete the master’s task and await punishment."

It was unclear whether she did it on purpose or because the transformation was too hasty.

Shanoba was barely clothed in a loose garment, with buttons not even properly fastened, which slipped down substantially as she bent over, revealing her sleek back, adorned with faint tracings of Red Copper Dragon Scales. Far from diminishing her beauty, it added a unique charm and an alluring aura to her.

Especially now, devoid of any fierceness or boldness, she exuded only fragility and helplessness. In her words and demeanor, she conveyed an image ready to be carved up—at Gaven’s behest.

"Any punishment will really do?"

His voice carried a raspy tone infused with an undisguisable sinful intent.

Shanoba seemed to pick up on the subtext of Gaven’s words, her body trembling uncontrollably, her heart pounding wildly, not with dread, but with desire. The Giant Dragon Bloodline within her seemed to be boiling.

Shanoba felt that Gaven’s mere words ignited and set her ablaze with excitement.

But in Gaven’s eyes, it looked like trepidation, a flush of red spreading from her face, dyeing even her smooth back with a faint hue, as if the dragon scale patterns deepened. She answered with a trembling voice, "Anything goes."

Gaven’s gaze flickered, and he settled on a nearby boulder, folding up his combat armor and patted his knees, "Come sit."

"As you wish." The response came from Shanoba, who didn’t walk over, but crawled.

It wasn’t that she wanted to approach in such a humiliating way, but because she was so excited that her legs wouldn’t obey her, and she couldn’t stand up straight.

This inadvertently further provoked and inflated the wickedness in Gaven’s heart, and his male desire for control dominated him.

By the time Shanoba was sitting in Gaven’s embrace, her clothes had already slipped off long ago, revealing her exquisite body, trembling slightly in the air.

It was only when they came into close contact that Gaven realized.

Shanoba’s entire body had turned rosy pink, and it radiated an intense heat.

Once in his embrace, Shanoba clearly knew what to do without any hint from Gaven.

Both let out a sigh simultaneously.

In the next instant, two dragon shadows emerged behind them, intertwining and circling in the air, emitting a dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

The black dragon wings on Shanoba’s back unfurled uncontrollably and opened, enveloping the two of them.

Gaven felt a ticklish sensation at the base of his shoulder blades, as if something was about to grow out from there.

"What are you two doing?" Hearing the dragon’s roar, the Young Red Copper Dragon came rushing back, causing the entwined man and woman to stiffen and halt their actions.

Fortunately, Shanoba’s black dragon wings were large enough to cover the junction between the two of them very securely.

Gaven gruffly replied, "Nothing, you go and keep watch. I’m checking her recent changes, her wyvern transformation seems to have undergone new changes."

"Really?" Aivensa was a bit skeptical, but did a body check really require holding her in his arms?

"Really!" Gaven insisted earnestly.

"What’s with the dragon shadows on you two?" This was what the Young Red Copper Dragon was most concerned about.

The dragon shadows on the two of them hadn’t dissipated, still entwined together, but now they looked like a faint mist.

The shape released from Shanoba clearly resembled her transformed wyvern form.

What emerged from Gaven was much more vague, merely the silhouette of a giant dragon, difficult to discern which type it was. To Aivensa, it seemed more like a Red Copper Dragon, and the aura it emitted was very appealing to Aivensa, stirring a desire to rush up and play.

"It’s a blessing from the Dragon Oak Mother Tree," Gaven attributed everything to the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

The truth was indeed that; his soul and body had formed a close connection with the Giant Dragon, starting from the first golden milestone of destiny, when he forged a mysterious bond with the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

"Then when you have time, check me out too."

"Sure." Gaven mustered all his willpower to deal with the persistent little critter, "Go drive away those clueless monsters trying to surge up here, and tonight when we return, I’ll tell you the rest of ’The Havoc in Heavenly Palace’."

"Finish the story in one go? Without cutting off halfway through?"

"In one go, and if you keep babbling, I might just change my mind."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" The Young Red Copper Dragon, his attention successfully diverted, merrily sang off in the Common Tongue as he scampered away.

No sooner had Gaven felt Aivensa was far enough away than Shanoba took new action.

She couldn’t help but recall the last time she felt the piercing sensation of the Keen Edge Longspear.

But this piercing was different from the last time, with an indescribable sensation.

Now she was the one in control, now she was the knight.

With a mindset for a quick battle, Shanoba maximized the speed of her attack.

But she had underestimated Gaven’s strength.

"Heh!" Gaven laughed heartily, "If it’s not working, let me help you! Vigor!"

Shanoba saw the familiar blue glow in Gaven’s eyes and couldn’t help but shiver, the hairs on her skin standing on end.

This was the precursor to his eerily spiritual attack.

What the hell did this bastard want? Hadn’t she already offered all she had, and now he wanted to control her soul consciousness too?

After being controlled the last time, the Black Dragoness deeply analyzed why Gaven could puppeteer her like that.

From the start, she hadn’t quite believed the story about the magic potion. She had never heard of such a peculiar and powerful potion and couldn’t feel any such strangeness or shackles in her body.

The more she thought about it, the more she suspected his special ability was to blame. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet

Only controlling the mind, controlling the soul, could achieve such an effect.

Shanoba’s analysis wasn’t wrong, but she blamed the wrong person.

The expected control didn’t come; instead, a warm current flowed into her body, filling her with a powerful vitality and strength, an illusion of being even stronger than before—though it was introduced in quite a peculiar way.