Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

Bart finished speaking and looked at Cecil with some trepidation.

That day, the young magician sent a black magic power into his body. After he left, Kaido went to the Church of Light without stopping to ask for help from the priests, but found that the priests of the Church of Light no longer received ordinary people.

He had been in the underworld for many years and had some connections. Fearing the ominous black magic, he begged everyone and used almost all his connections before he finally found a priest who was willing to help him.

But the strange thing was that the priest just took a look and impatiently asked him to leave, saying that he was in good health and was not cursed by any strange power.

Bart walked out suspiciously, thinking that everything was really fine, but he almost died from the pain in the middle of the night.

The two younger brothers were so heartbroken that they ran to his house that night and knelt down and cried, howling with tears.

Bart didn't dare to hesitate any longer and immediately went to inquire about the information that all the young magicians wanted to know. Fortunately, this information was not extremely blocked, otherwise he would not know how to explain it today.

He glanced at Cecil nervously, swallowed, and continued: "As for the gold mine and magic ore that the adults mentioned..."

"Everyone in the empire knows that the largest gold mine in the country is now in the hands of the royal family, and the most abundant magic ore...most of it belongs to the Mage Tower and the Church of Light..."

"The location is not a secret. The gold mine is in the Wai Highlands, and the magic ore is in the Nar Valley."

"Of course, the Silver Empire is vast, and there are many rare mineral veins privately owned by nobles. For example, Duke Lanton owns the largest mithril vein, and his daughter is Miss Lilith, known as the Rose of the Empire."

Gold and the Philosopher's Stone were not Cecil's favorites, but what Lord Dragon liked, but Mithril...

It must be as beautiful as Lord Dragon’s hair.

Cecil bent his fingers and tapped the wooden tabletop of the bar with his knuckles. Obviously, the sound was insignificant in such a noisy environment, but to Bart's ears, it sounded like dense drumbeats, making him more uneasy.

He didn't know where the young man in front of him came from, and he didn't dare to offend him.

After all, his life is in his hands.

Bart didn't dare to think about what he was going to do. Why did it feel like... this gentleman was planning to take advantage of these mineral veins?

Or does he have another purpose?

Even though he is quite powerful, he is still a commoner. The people in the Mage Tower and the Church of Light are not pushovers. If he really sets his sights on those mineral veins, he would be overestimating his own capabilities.

Bart had sensed his failure and was genuinely afraid that he would be implicated.

But the man in front of him seemed harmless, but when he attacked he acted like a pervert, and he didn't dare to have the slightest thought of disobeying him.

"If...if you want ore and gold, there are actually some in the Borderlands, but most of the adventurers there gather together, so it's a bit dangerous."

Bart said.

Cecil was thoughtful.

He got the news he wanted to know and threw a bag of gold coins in front of Bart.

“…This is the reward.”

There was a hint of joy in Bart's eyes.

Most people like him would not do anything without profit. Although Cecil threatened him with his life, Cecil also knew how to give someone a reward after a beating.

Besides... if loyalty can be bought with just money, why not take advantage of it?

"There are still some things to do. If you get them done, the reward will be more than enough." Cecil looked at the greed that flashed in Bart's eyes and curled the corners of his lips.

"What's the matter? Sir, don't worry, I, Bart, have a tight tongue when it comes to getting things done!"

The feeling of fear had been overwhelmed by the money, and Bart looked at Cecil with shining eyes.

Cecil looked at him calmly: "I am somewhat interested in how many people the royal family has sacrificed to the dragon over the past few decades."

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Bart's brain, which was dizzy with money, suddenly became clear.

He became more and more confused about what this adult was trying to do.

However, after being in the underworld for so long, he more or less knew not to ask questions that he shouldn't ask, so he rationally didn't ask any more questions, but said: "Everything that is on the surface can be found out. After all, those who have been sent to the Valley of the Abyss by the royal family in the past few decades are all nobles who have committed heinous crimes."

Anyone with royal blood, no matter how marginal their bloodline is, can be called a "noble".

"Oh?" Cecil raised his eyebrows, "On the surface..."

"It seems you know a lot."

Bart then realized that he had said something rude.

But this matter is actually no longer a secret in the upper circle.

After all, there were too many people who needed to be sacrificed in the past two hundred years. Even if the royal family wanted to hide it, the death of many people could not be hidden no matter where they were.

What’s more…those who died were all sons of nobles.

Even though they are all marginal aristocrats, some close and some far away from the orthodox royal bloodline, who would be willing to die if they can live a good life?

Not only the king and queen were afraid of death, but even the nobles were afraid of death. The royal bloodline was difficult to continue, and they all sowed seeds everywhere, but the number of children they could give birth to and raise was still extremely small.

It is difficult to have children, even if they are illegitimate children, they are still one's own blood, especially for those noble royal family members who originally only have one or two children...

Therefore, in addition to trying to have more illegitimate children, many members of the royal family also attempted to hide their bloodlines, or secretly exploited those distant relatives of lower status.

Outsiders have no idea how many unjust, false and wrong cases there are and how many innocent people there are.

But it is extremely cruel after all.

Cecil was able to understand all of this because of what Lord Dragon said back then.

Bart smiled awkwardly: "...I don't know much, but...that's what the rumors say. It is said that there is a secret place where these noble illegitimate children are imprisoned."

"But I've only heard about it, I don't know if there really is such a place."

"There is such a place..." Cecil raised his eyes and looked at Bart, "Can you find it?"

Although Bart is a vulgar person, he is surprisingly useful.

"Sir... I don't want to know why you are looking for this place. I just want to ask you..." Bart's eyes flickered slightly, "If I can really find it, can you be so kind as to take the things out of my body?"

"Wait until you find that place first," Cecil said.

Bart gritted his teeth and said, "My Lord... it hurts so much when the magic is activated... I'm afraid it will affect my efficiency in serving you."

"Are you threatening me?" Cecil's voice was steady, but Bart could clearly sense his displeasure.

Cold sweat broke out on his face, and he immediately remembered the ruthless personality of this delicate-looking young man in front of him.

"Bart didn't mean that. It's just... just a plea." Bart's courage disappeared in an instant and he became timid again.

Cecil lowered his eyes: "I can promise you, if you can really find it."

Bart almost thought he was hallucinating.

He immediately responded: "Sir, I will do my best."

Cecil: "You will get the benefit."

Having explained almost everything, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

After leaving the tavern, Cecil did not return to the house in Oasis Garden, but looked at the moon thoughtfully.

Today's moon was not as bright as before, and Cecil lowered his eyes.

It seemed that as long as he was not with Lord Demon Dragon, everything around him had no appeal to him.

Even the moon, which had seemed beautiful before, became ordinary.

He didn't quite understand why this was happening.

It was still early, so instead of returning to the house in Oasis Gardens right away, Cecil decided to go out of town for some hunting.

He needed to prepare breakfast for Lord Dragon tomorrow. This time, he decided to go deep into the dense forest outside the royal city and try out the new magic he had learned.

For some reason, the desire to become stronger was so clearly engraved in his mind that he always felt that if he was slow, something unpleasant would happen in the future.

Perhaps it’s because... Lord Dragon’s enemies are too powerful.

Otherwise, why would someone as noble as her condescend to hide in the royal city and become neighbors with ants?

Cecil only hopes that Lord Dragon can live freely, sit on the throne forever, and be admired by everyone.

The dense forest outside the royal city is connected to the Della Mountains. The mountains serve as the largest protective barrier and also protect the royal city.

On the other side of the mountain range is the Tutala Forest where magical beasts roam.

This is Cecil's destination.

He vaguely felt that Lord Dragon would prefer eating creatures with magical powers rather than ordinary meat.

Dark shadows appeared under his feet, and black magic enveloped Cecil like mist.

The forest at night is dangerous and frightening to ordinary people.

With only sporadic moonlight shining, everything around seemed so eerie.

But there was no emotion in Cecil's eyes, only vigilance.

For a person who is not afraid of death, nothing can stop him.

Perhaps, only dragons can.

The black magic gathered in his palms blended perfectly into the night. He was like a dark shadow in the forest, invading silently with the lightness of a cat.

But soon, Cecil discovered that something was wrong.

The forest was too quiet.

A large portion of the magical beasts of the Silver Empire like to hunt at night and are extremely sensitive to the surrounding atmosphere. He did not hide at all when he came, but gradually sank into the depths of the forest and still gained nothing.

Yes, just the chirping of insects and silly little animals.

Without magical beasts, these small animals can be considered as a source of income. Cecil did not despise them and directly picked up a few motionless ones. These were rabbits, which were Lord Dragon's favorite food.

It is said that the meat is very tender and tastes good no matter how it is cooked.

He always kept Lord Demon Dragon's words in his heart and never forgot them.

Suddenly, there was a sound of flowing water ahead.

Cecil felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

But after hesitating for two seconds, he walked over silently.

After walking just a dozen steps, the view suddenly became wider. Under the dim moonlight, a huge lake was shimmering softly.

The lake was calm and there didn't seem to be any danger.

But Cecil did not let down his guard, instead he became even more serious.

He felt a familiar yet strange breath.

"Strange," a male voice sounded above his head, "Why do you smell like a dragon?"

Cecil's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned around in an instant, taking a defensive posture and looking up in the direction where the sound came from.

A red-haired man was sitting on a high branch, looking down at him in confusion.

He had a look of great curiosity on his face and was very handsome, a human being that Cecil felt was extremely dangerous at first sight.

"Who are you?" Cecil heard his own voice.

The red-haired man did not answer him, but jumped down from the tree.

He completely ignored Cecil's guard and walked around Cecil as if he was looking at some rare item.

"I understand." The tall man suddenly smiled.

But when Cecil heard his familiar self-proclaimed name, his body involuntarily became even stiffer.

Is it... a dragon?

Yes, if the person in front of him was a dragon, then all the strange things that happened when he entered the forest today were explained.

Why is the forest so silent as if it were dead, and the little animals are all dazed and stupid as if they are frightened?

Cecil's breathing slowed.

He remembered that Lord Demon Dragon said that this was an enemy.

He could not expose the existence of Lord Demon Dragon. Even if he died, he could not let this dangerous man in front of him get close to Lord Demon Dragon.

"You devoured the dragon crystal of the demon dragon, but you didn't explode and die?"

The red-haired man seemed to have seen something strange, and his eyes finally took it seriously: "Interesting."

Cecil pursed his lips: "I don't want to be your enemy."

The red-haired man said, "Even if you swallowed the dragon crystal, I can kill you with just one finger. You are nothing but an ant."

"Let me ask you," the man in front of him suddenly became serious, and looked at Cecil with a questioning look, "Did you see a silver-white dragon?"

"...No." Cecil shook his head slowly.

He is indeed the enemy of Lord Demon Dragon.

The red-haired man in front of him suddenly turned gloomy, and Cecil could see that he was on the verge of anger.

But soon, the man in front of him calmed down.

As if he suddenly thought of something, he leaned against the tree and looked at Cecil up and down like a lamb to be slaughtered: "Is the magic dragon crystal core in your body from the dragon in the Abyss Valley?"

Cecil nodded: "Yes."

He exhaled slowly, met the red-haired man's suspicious gaze, and explained: "When I went there, the dragon was already dead. I wanted to gain strength, so I ate the dragon crystal of the dragon, endured the pain of the explosion, and survived."

"But I don't know why the dragon died."

The red-haired man moved his fingers slightly, and a red magic power suddenly grabbed Cecil's neck. Cecil used all his strength to resist, but it did not shake him at all.

He realized that the strength of the man in front of him was probably comparable to that of Lord Demon Dragon.

It is far beyond his reach now.

"Humans are the most deceptive." The red-haired man showed no mercy. Cecil's eyes turned red from being pinched, but he had no intention of changing his words.

Just when Cecil thought he was going to die at the hands of this man, the force on his neck loosened.

He fell directly to the ground and couldn't help coughing.

"Since you have inherited the dragon's crystal core, I will not kill you."

"But I have something for you."

"So from now on, you will work for me. In human terms, you will be my slave."

The hands supporting the ground slowly tightened, and Cecil said in a hoarse voice without any hesitation: "No, I already have a master."

"I will always..."

"I won't betray her."