Chapter 301: A Strange Little Dragon, Encountering Jean Camus Once More (1/2)

Chapter 301: A Strange Little Dragon, Encountering Jean Camus Once More

“This guy was so strong!” Ayrin exclaimed, his hands still trembling. They had both swelled immensely.

If not for Rinloran, he would have lost all consciousness following the snake eyed Evil Dragon Follower’s earlier beam of white light.

“Snake Eye Corolla has been killed even after using his Snake’s Rosary skill!”

“And the ones who killed him seemed to have merely opened three arcane gates each!”

The two arcane masters of the Kingdom of Doa were completely in shock as they quickly approached Ayrin’s group and asked, “Which team are you?”

“We are Holy Dawn Academy’s team,” Ayrin replied as he turned and glanced at the two of them.

“Holy Dawn Academy’s team?”

“That strange team which entered the semi-finals of the national tournament?”

“A team composed of only students dared to come to a place like this?!”

The two arcane masters of the Kingdom of Doa exchanged looks as they both took deep breaths. Afterwards, one of them spoke in a sonorous tone, “We are a team from the Kingdom of Doa’s Jungle Lion Corps. If we survive beyond this war, we will repay you in the future, whatever it is that you request.”

“Move out!”

Exhausted, the two arcane masters of the Kingdom of Doa didn’t wait for Ayrin and his group to respond as they departed immediately after expressing their gratitude to find somewhere away from the battlefield where they could replenish their arcane particles.

“Eh?”

A couple of moments later, a look of surprise flashed across Ayrin’s face. He reached into his robes and slowly took out the dragon egg given to him by the Nether Ice Flying Fish.

“What is it?” Rinloran asked as he turned around and looked towards Ayrin. Upon seeing the egg in Ayrin’s hand, he stiffened.

A fragment of shell fell off from atop the dragon egg.

“Was the impact just now too intense? Did it crack it?!” Ayrin mumbled.

“No,” Rinloran replied, shaking his head. He could sense that the dragon aura coming from the egg had not weakened but become stronger.

“It seems like it is about to hatch,” Rinloran mumbled in disbelief.

From what he knew, dragon eggs only hatched when very strict conditions were met. For example, some eggs would only hatch if they came into contact with dragonbreath, or if they were placed in extreme heat or extreme cold, or if they were continuously incubated for many years.

In Ayrin’s case, he had not possessed the dragon egg for very long and had just simply been carrying it around with him. Thus, it was extremely strange for it to be hatching so quickly.

But a moment later, Ayrin cried out, “The dragon aura has disappeared! Has it truly been destroyed?”

Rinloran too felt the dragon aura emanating from the dragon egg disappear.

Crack…

Small shell fragments fell to the ground as a large crack abruptly appeared atop the egg and a tiny yellow claw emerged.

“It’s hatching?!”

Ayrin and Rinloran froze once more.

“What?! Ayrin, your dragon egg is hatching?” Stingham asked as he reached them. Stingham’s face was bruised and swollen all over.

As the tiny yellow claw pushed its way out, the upper half of the egg completely fragmented, revealing a small, somewhat wrinkly, yellow dragon with a large belly.

The little dragon’s eyes were still hazy as if it hadn’t completely woken up. At first glance, Ayrin and the others felt like the little dragon looked a lot like a shell less turtle. But upon closer inspection, they could see two yellow horns bulging from its forehead and two stubby wings on its back. There was also a prismatic purple mark on the center of its forehead.

“This little dragon… yellow with a purple mark on its forehead. What kind of dragon could it be?” Stingham perplexedly muttered to himself.

The little dragon’s appearance was just too unique.

As far as they knew, even newly hatched dragons would have wings much larger than their bodies.

While the three youths were still lost in thought, the little yellow dragon stretched out its limbs and broke the rest of the egg.

Crack crack crack…

Afterwards, it quickly ate all of the shell fragments.

Having eaten a meal, it seemed to become spirited as it opened its eyes wide and stared at Ayrin for a moment before quickly burrowing into the depths of Ayrin’s robes.

“Is this really a dragon? Are you sure it’s not a gopher or something?”

Stingham’s mouth was agape as he said, “Why are there no arcane energy fluctuations coming from it? Even newly hatched dragons should have enough power to kill adult cows.”

“At the least, it is very cute,” Ayrin chuckled.

But then, he felt something wrong and reached into his robe and quickly took out the Treasured Book of Sealing.

“What is it doing?”