Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 973 - 642: The Hannibal Among Dragons

"Why did things turn out like this…?"

Looking around at the bald, muscled clones coming and going, the huge room cluttered with piles of gold and silver treasures far beyond aesthetic appeal, the oversized beds only large creatures could use, and the exotic meals spread across the table in front of them…

Luluwo looked up at the grand, golden ceiling and couldn't help but ask this question with a sigh.

Yes, at this moment, they were in the Dragon Nest.

And it was the portion occupied by the Two-legged Dragons. The burly, bald men around them, who all looked pretty similar, were actually Two-legged Dragons in human form, now serving as attendants catering to their eating and drinking needs.

Luluwo no longer wanted to quip about why the younger generation of male Dragons recently liked transforming themselves to look like guilty clones. The twist-filled feeling hitting her was this — the chieftain of the Two-legged Dragons, Elo, was sitting right opposite her now.

Despite having a human body, he had a dragon's head. On his face was the kindly smile of a rural grandfather seeing his grandchild return, and he raised his hand, urging them to enjoy the delicacies.

"Eat up, only when you're full will you have the energy for serious discussions," Elo said kindly.

Who knew the chieftain of the Dragon Clan could be so approachable!?

"Well, thank you for your kind offer."

Luluwo forced a strained smile, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly.

The reason? Because for someone like her — a human — the food spread before her seemed a bit too wild.

There wasn't time to introduce each dish, but the thing that looked the lightest on the palate were a few pots of swaying plants.

"Captain," Berto suddenly leaned over, pointing at those plants, sweating as he said in a low voice, "If I'm not mistaken, those things seem to be monsters from the Cangyin Dungeon?"

Pea Shooters, Cabbage Throwers, and some odd hybrid plants — those were the names of the plants.

"The Dragon Clan… eat even these?"

Ordinary people wouldn't find these inedible, but the Dragons had a unique way of consuming them.

Accompanying Elo, Abel lazily lay on the table, opening his mouth wide at the hybrid plant centered on the Pea Shooter. Whenever a pea or something else was shot at him, he'd enjoyably chew it. Only his mouth was moving, effortlessly consuming the food.

The attendant dragons nearby cast envious glances, their demeanor turned slack too, seemingly influenced.

Beside them, Fudolin had already started mimicking by holding her mouth open, waiting for cabbages to fall from the sky, excited as if she'd opened the door to a new world.

When you're strong, you really can do whatever you like; even shrugging off the damage of catching plants with your face.

Under normal circumstances, Luluwo would have indulged in a lively bout of quipping.

But there were simply too many things here to quip about; the avalanche of potential quips clogged her brain, rendering it unresponsive, leaving Luluwo in an unawakenable state.

"Here, eat more." Elo cheerfully raised a hand.

"Nom nom," Fudolin munched on the peas, her cheeks puffed up.

"I tried Dragon Feast yesterday; dragon heart's quite tasty, you know." Some dragon commented excitedly.

"..."

Luluwo leaned powerlessly against the chair behind her, unable to help but wonder:

"I never imagined the inside of a Dragon Nest would be like this in my life."

In fairy tales, Dragon Nests were the gathering places for monstrous evil dragons, yet this place was more peaceful than a tavern prone to brawling adventurers.

The stereotypical images from my childhood have been entirely shattered.

A year ago, she thought her life would just be like that — stuck at the Silver Level, taking on some mediocre commissions, slaying run-of-the-mill monsters, witnessing average sights, and when she grew old or accumulated too many hidden injuries, she'd find a nice place to bury herself.

Who knew why she had now become a nationally renowned adventurer, secretly become the boss of a notorious gang, had seen a magnificent array of sights, and now stood as a successful person personally invited into the legendary Dragon Nest by the chieftain of the Two-legged Dragons!

Looking back on it all, it was because…

"Ah, thank you, Sain~"

"What are you thinking, Captain?" Tami asked, seeing Luluwo suddenly becoming bashful.

"Don't worry about it, her mind is always this jumpy," Berto said seriously.

He looked at the foods in front of him that were truly hard to accept by human standards, composed himself, and said to Elo:

"Mr. Elo, you invited us here because of the Dragon Feast we mentioned in the tavern earlier, correct?"

Upon receiving confirmation, Berto turned his gaze to Luluwo, who caught on and said earnestly:

"In fact, we only just learned about that, and we don't understand much about it; I'm afraid we'll disappoint you."

They weren't deliberately holding back the information until Elo had treated them to a meal, but they hadn't found the right moment to discuss it until now.

"That's no problem; I'm still interested in what you were talking about regarding the Blood Dynasty."

In front of outsiders, Elo always seemed easygoing, and indeed he looked quite pleased now, though it was unclear why.

On careful observation, didn't he seem a bit more robust than before?

Not just Elo, but even Abel and the other Two-legged Dragons appeared to have grown in size!

When dragons take human form, they can adjust their appearance, but not as freely as you think. Their inherent strength changes now showed in their human shapes.

Luluwo didn't usually have much contact with dragons, so she couldn't perceive the changes in these dragons. What puzzled her was that these dragons didn't have much of a reaction upon meeting Fudolin.

Strange, Fudolin is a dragon too, but why didn't Elo and the others have any special reaction upon seeing her? Could it be that Fudolin's not from some prestigious family, and she's rather unknown among the dragons?

Then it looks like the previous plan to connect with powerful dragon factions through Fudolin has gone down the drain…

With that thought, Luluwo sighed inwardly, then looked at Elo as usual, recounting her observations and experiences within the Blood Dynasty.

"It's indeed a very dangerous place, particularly that Blood King," was Elo's evaluation after listening.

He stroked the scales on his chin, looking as if he was deep in thought, and no one dared to disturb him at this moment.

As he kept stroking, his eyelids showed signs of slowly closing, as if he was dozing off, his head nodded twice, looking like a typical sleepy old man.

But in the next second, he instantly became alert, as if nothing had happened, and continued to think.

Luluwo glanced around, and none of the dragons reacted to Elo's state; it was hard to say if they were accustomed to it or if they just didn't notice.

This should be considered normal, right?

"Your intelligence is quite interesting, as a return, let me share a piece of information with you."

A moment later, Elo came back to his senses and said this.

Intelligence from the Dragon Clan chief!?

Luluwo immediately perked up, and the entire Skyrim Strategy Group straightened their backs. What kind of earth-shattering secret would be shared? Really looking forward to it!

"It is also related to Sain Dungeon."

Elo's fingers moved slightly, sketching a dragon lying on the ground in the air, a sight all adventurers knew well.

"Go find Gui Ao'er, enter her body. I believe you humans can gain even greater power inside."

His tone was not joking at all; he said it very seriously.

Inside Gui Ao'er?

Luluwo blinked, quickly nodding, her expression very earnest.

Since it's intel from such a bigwig, it certainly isn't a joke and must be of great value.

But inside Gui Ao'er? Does it refer to the big White Dragon lying in Galide, or is there some secret world inside her body?

As she thought of this, she had a question she couldn't ignore at all:

What kind of genius would think of diving into the body of a dragon?

Luluwo discreetly observed Elo, glanced at his size, and had some thoughts in her head.

Then suddenly shivered violently!

It's unimaginable, that scene is unimaginable.

"By the way, your squad's next target is still the Blood Dynasty, right?"

Elo's sudden voice made Luluwo tremble and stiffly nod.

"Then let me have my grandson and some other clansmen go with you, strive to take down the Blood King as soon as possible, how about that? That way, your adventure will be much more convenient, right?"

No, no, no, if a few dragons come with us, the monsters in the Blood Dynasty might be amplified to a terrifying degree!

But there are many benefits too, so we have to make some trade-offs.

After a few seconds of thought, Luluwo quickly gave her answer:

"Alright! Thank you for your kindness!"

"Hehehe, then, I also have some exclusive information about the Dragon Feast as a reward to encourage you guys to explore diligently, how about that, you can take a look first."

Information from the Dragon Clan about the Dragon Feast?

Isn't that a hundred ways of cooking dragon hearts or something? Earlier, a dragon said the Dragon Feast tasted pretty good, practically a Hannibal among the Dragon Clan.

Of course, Luluwo happily accepted, thinking indeed, as expected of the chief, so generous.

But before she could excitedly check out the information, Abel, who had been burying himself in his meal, suddenly said:

"No grandpa, I don't think I have the time, Moer also asked me to go to Cangyin Dungeon to find some new plants to eat."

"Oh, well, no choice then, pick someone else." Elo said.

"Plants?" Fudolin's voice suddenly chimed in.

"Just like these you just ate." Abel pointed to the Pea Shooter and the others, saying, "There are many other types in the dungeon, can't finish trying them all." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Even though no words were exchanged in such a short time, he already had a favorable impression of Fudolin.

Because he likes eating these plants, and so does she, with an expression of enjoyment even greater than his!

This is a friend of the soul!

"Are these also brought out of the dungeon?" Fudolin said, covering her small mouth in surprise: "There really are so many good things in the dungeon."

Are you some kind of adorable creature? Abel inhaled sharply and suddenly said: "Do you want to come along and have a look? It's quite interesting."

Fudolin immediately showed a moved expression.

Hey, hey, poaching right in front of my face? Luluwo's eyes sharpened.

But she instantly thought of something, smiled, and said:

"Why not, Fudolin, we just need a few days for Five Doors to rest, if you're interested, just go and have a look, we'll wait for you at home."

"Re-really!?"

Fudolin instantly felt wrapped up in happiness.

"Then it's settled, we'll set off this afternoon, okay?" Abel asked.

"Absolutely no problem!"