Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1328 - 908, You’re Becoming Less and Less Like Yourself
As evening approached, the Terrifying Sea grew dimmer.
Waves crashed against the rocks, casting a fine mist of droplets.
Clad in a golden Dragon Scale gown, the Dragon Queen leaned against a protruding rock, beside her a wooden table held a beautifully crafted wine jug and cups.
Lifting the cup, she took a sip, then raised her head to gaze at the dim and blurred sky.
In the sea, Abyss Ridge stood still as usual, surrounded by the surface strewn with empty wine barrels.
Like a human, she let out a heavy burp from drinking.
With a hint of curiosity, she looked at the Dragon Queen, "Are you troubled? You’re becoming less like yourself."
The Dragon Queen looked at it and replied, "What was I like before?"
"You? Savage, unreasonable, greedy...."
The Dragon Queen widened her eyes, somewhat surprised at the image she held in its mind.
But upon reflection, her formidable reputation was indeed built on strength.
Her past way of handling affairs, or perhaps the inherent beliefs of the Dragon Clan, seemed more like the jungle law Fang Hao had talked about - the survival of the fittest, where might makes right.
Wherever the fist was hard, there lay the right to speak.
For a long time, she had been slumbering on Mount Dragon Peak, yet her fame as the foremost Demigod persisted to this day.
Looking back, she really did fit those descriptions; fearless of heaven and earth, ready to skin anyone who dared provoke the Dragon Clan, if not outright kill them.
But now, she seemed to have many more considerations.
No longer as carefree as she once was.
"If I were troubled, what would the old me have done?" the Dragon Queen continued to inquire.
"Perhaps you’d seek revenge; if not by force, you’d trouble someone else," Abyss Ridge paused before asking, "Did someone cause you to change?"
The Dragon Queen’s brows furrowed, a figure flashed in her mind.
She truly had changed, after meeting someone.
"There is indeed someone quite different that I’ve met," said the Dragon Queen frankly.
Rising from its tentacled body, it looked surprised, then asked further, "Are you planning to reproduce together?"
Pfft!
The Dragon Queen sprayed out her wine in response, saying angrily, "Don’t speak nonsense about things you don’t understand."
"Oh, tell me, how did you meet? What kind of person is he?" the curiosity in Abyss Ridge’s voice grew.
The Dragon Queen hesitated, but eventually recounted how the two of them had met.
"It seems you have a good impression of him, perhaps he is a nice choice for you."
The Dragon Queen’s face flushed slightly, wanting to retort, yet found it pointless to explain to a deep-sea creature.
And for some reason,
she found she didn’t mind that person in her heart.
It’s just… that maternal image of her….
After all, she had a daughter.
Sighing with vexation, she took another sip of wine, changing the subject, "I’m not here to discuss these things with you. I came to see you, as next time, who knows when we’ll meet again."
"Are you really dying? If you die, can you give your body to me? Normal corpses don’t last very long," said Abyss Ridge.
The Dragon Queen retorted angrily, "Even if you die, I wouldn’t."
"Oh, just saying. No need to get angry."
The Dragon Queen gave it a helpless glance, wondering how she had become friends with it.
From her storage space, she took out several Troll brewed wine barrels and said, "These are wine barrels. Just add some fruits and fresh water, and they will turn into fruit wine."
"Oh, okay." Several tentacles reached out from the depths, coiling up the barrels and retreating into the sea.
The Dragon Queen wanted to remind it of something, but ultimately said nothing.
Down under the sea, it would probably be difficult to add fruits and fresh water.
Better let it figure out for itself; perhaps it might discover a brew with seaweed and seawater.
Just as she was about to speak, whoosh!
Another tentacle emerged from the sea, opening up and revealing a pot covered in seaweed and mud.
"For you; it might be of some help when you’re in trouble…"
The Dragon Queen picked off the seaweed from the pot, peeking inside.
It looked dark, as if filled with mud.
"Thank you. I should be going," she said, securing the clay pot, and continued,
"Where to next?"
"Like you said, after seeing friends, time to visit old enemies."
Had it not mentioned it, she might have forgotten.
Now, it seemed a worthy consideration.
"Oh, farewell."
The Dragon Queen nodded, then soared upwards, transforming into a great dragon and flying off into the distance.
Abyss Ridge waved goodbye in the direction she disappeared,
then whooshed back into the sea.
The massive shadow, too, began to shrink, sinking to the ocean floor.
...
Main City, Lord’s Manor.
It started to drizzle outside, water tapping on the roof’s edge, becoming a curtain of rain.
Fang Hao, donning a coat, had just come downstairs when he saw ’Yuan Yuan’ in a nightgown on tiptoe, closing the windows.
Though Yuan Yuan had become a hero, she was still classified as a maid,
in charge of cleaning the great hall and several rooms of the manor.
The Holy Spirit City, being a specially fortified building, freёwebnoѵel.com
was largely impervious to dust, yet when it rained, the windows still needed to be closed.
It wasn’t like auto-filtering rainwater or anything.
Hearing footsteps, Yuan Yuan turned and saw Fang Hao coming down, furrowed her brow and asked in a whisper, "Master, was it the sound of me closing the windows that disturbed your rest?"
"Not at all; I was coming downstairs," Fang Hao descended, lifted her up to close a higher window.
