Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 46: Beast-Headed Village

After collecting the materials for making the magic book, the next step is further preparation.

Dragon blood-based ink is not difficult to make. Celie knows the method, which she heard by chance from the elders in the Elf Forest.

But she wouldn't be able to make paper that would last for a thousand years.

However, Lord and his party encountered another village on the way. The residents here looked a bit like beast-headed people, with human torsos and limbs, but beast-like heads.

Moreover, they are intelligent and can communicate.

With the help of the common language of this world, Lord and his group successfully obtained permission to stay in this village for one night.

"You want to make dragon skin paper?"

One of them was a leopard-headed man who looked very old. He was responsible for entertaining Lord and his companions. During the reception, Norn did not forget to ask him if he knew how to make dragon skin paper.

And coincidentally, the other party actually knew it!

"Actually, I've heard about this from other races. After all, dragons are so powerful. No one can resist their terrifying dragon flames, let alone dare to use their skins to make paper."

The old man with the leopard head did not think that the seemingly frail people in front of him would have the strength to kill the dragon, and simply regarded it as the curiosity of outsiders.

After all, among the five outsiders in front of him, except for the elf and the dwarf, he had never seen the other three creatures.

It clearly has the same body as their clan, but why is there no fur? Even its face is bare.

If it weren't for the elf's long and thin ears, he might have mistaken it for an elf.

Through the leopard-headed old man's narration, everyone realized that a special plant was needed to make dragon skin paper.

Even the skin of a dead dragon still has a terrifying residual heat on its surface. If you use it to write directly, all the words will evaporate.

Therefore, a vine with cold properties is needed to neutralize it.

As for the specific production method, it is similar to the papermaking technique that Lord remembered, which involves soaking the vines in water and crushing them.

However, the dragon skin cannot be crushed, so it must be soaked in crushed vine water. Only after the residual heat has completely faded away can the next step of production be started.

"So where can we find this kind of cold vine?"

"I don't know about that. Perhaps you could go to a tribe a little to the north and ask. This kind of vine usually grows on the snowy mountains in the north."

Lord was a little troubled.

They were heading west, after all, the Land of God's Fall was due west, but the dwarf ruins were in the northwest.

"Why don't we go north and look for the cold vine first?" Norn suggested. "Now that we've collected all the dragon blood and animal hides, we can't let these materials go to waste."

He actually had some selfish motives of his own, which others could see, but they didn't expose it.

After all, everyone agreed on this matter.

Thor scratched his chin. "That way, we'll have to take a long detour. The ruins of the Dwarf Kingdom are in the northwest. If we go north first, it will probably take at least half a year longer."

This world is very big.

It would take ordinary creatures at least ten or even dozens of years to explore the entire world.

Unless you have some special abilities, such as being born to fly like the Skywing people, this time can be greatly shortened.

Celia stood aside and said calmly, "It's too far."

Celie didn't care about the six-month journey; she just hated the distance.

After seeing Celia's statement, everyone fell silent. Only Lord pondered for a moment and then spoke up: "There are other types of plants with cold attributes besides the Frost Vine. Perhaps other types of plants can be used as substitutes."

Norn's eyes lit up. It was indeed so.

The function of the cold vine is to reduce the residual temperature of the dragon skin surface when making dragon skin paper, so in theory, other plants with the same effect can be used instead.

There are many tribes and villages in the northwest, and there must be someone among these tribes who knows where to find plants with the same effect.

Celia pondered: "If that's the case, ice magic can also have the same effect, but..."

She doesn't know ice magic.

Maybe Lord can create it, after all, the other party can always bring him various surprises.

The leopard-headed old man listened to their discussion, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Dear guests, have you really slain the dragon?"

Dragons are so brutal, not to mention that after thousands of years of war in the mythological era, every surviving dragon is a famous strong one.

Ordinary creatures don’t even have time to dodge the remaining power, so how could they dare to challenge the other party?

Eric smiled and couldn't wait to take out a relatively intact dragon scale from his luggage.

Although he is not the main output, he should be the best player to bear injuries.

The giant dragon chased him for a full quarter of an hour, and it breathed out countless breaths of dragon during that time.

At that time, Eric almost thought he was going to die, but when he was touched by the dragon's breath later, he found that he didn't feel anything at all.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that there was a faint magical barrier surrounding him.

It turns out that Mr. Lord had already taken safety measures!
Eric, with his confidence greatly increased, immediately decided not to run away anymore. He had been running away for long enough and now was the time to counterattack.

However, the next second the dragon was attracted by Celie's breath, which made Eric very depressed.

The yellow hair on the leopard-headed old man's face trembled violently. It was obvious that he was extremely shocked at the moment. "This, this is the scale of an adult red dragon!"

The dragon's scales are very recognizable, and there are almost no races in the entire continent that are unaware of them.

After seeing the terrifying strength of these people, the old patriarch immediately became more respectful: "Honorable dragon slayers, please move aside. We will provide you with a better house."

In a small village like this, each house represents a family and there are basically no extra rooms.

So Lord and his group camped in the open air as usual, and only prepared a tent for Celia.

Now that they heard that the old man with the leopard head was willing to vacate a room for them, they naturally would not refuse.

Moved to a spacious room.

During this period, the leopard-headed old man also arranged for the villagers to send various fruits and meat of some unknown animals.

After hearing that Lord and his group had the terrifying power to kill the dragon, every villager looked at them with much more awe and no longer dared to look at them casually.

You know, when they first entered the village, they were almost surrounded by the villagers.

After all, these beast-headed people have never seen humans, and even elves are rarely seen.

Lord and his companions naturally aroused the curiosity of the villagers.

Now that he saw that he and his companions had gained the respect of these beast-headed people because of their strength, Lord did not ask them to do anything else and even thanked them for the room provided.

He has never been a bully.

(End of this chapter)