Chapter 44 (2/2)

The reward of the mission was no longer information about the invisible dragon. Liszt was more or less reassured. He began to wonder what smoking grass was.

Smoking was popular among nobles. The Tulips had planted a lot of tobacco and even had a tobacco little elf.

So, the smoking grass can’t be tobacco. I have tobacco seeds from Tulip Castle. I can plant them whenever I want to.

Liszt did not consider it any longer. He would know what smoking grass was sooner or later.

He continued reading the book. The earl fulfilled his promise and offered him a wagon of books when Liszt returned.

Now, he was reading an autobiographical novel named The Travel Journal of Earth Knight Gulliver.

From the first person perspective, it told the story of an earth knight named Gulliver in Archduchy Maple Leaves. The story was interesting, although many plots were simply fantasies to Liszt, like how the hero had an affair with an earl’s wife, eloped with a marquis’s daughter, and chit-chatted with Archduke Maple Leaves.

The descendant of a bankrupt noble couldn’t have enjoyed any of that.

However, the author of the book must be a man with a lot of experiences. He introduced a life that was completely different from that on Coral Island.

It was quite interesting.

Liszt liked novels that were both fun and informative.

“Huh?”

As he read on, the story reached a dragon-slaying battle out of the blue. Gulliver arrived at a town that was invaded by an invisible creature. The lord of the town had escaped, and the people couldn’t resist the enemy. At this moment, Gulliver decided to rescue them.

After observation, he reached the conclusion that it was an invisible dragon, although the deduction process was uncanny.

Invisible dragons are amazing dragons hiding in a different world. Only knights with the greatest courage and integrity can see them! I have to see it, face it, and find its weakness!

Finally, Gulliver found the invisible dragon and was heavily wounded, but he also managed to see it.

Ah, what a beautiful dragon! It’s like flowing transparent crystals. My blood simply penetrated through its body. Yes, I couldn’t touch it. I was very frustrated because it was impossible for me to ride it.

Liszt quite admired Gulliver, who was regretting that he could not ride the dragon after he was almost killed.

Thankfully, Gulliver knew himself quite well.

I knew it wanted to kill me. I couldn’t see its eyes, but I sensed what it was feeling. I forgot where I was, and my last wish was to smoke a cigarette. Since I didn’t have any tobacco left, I had to grab random grasses near me and chewed them to quench my addiction.

Liszt’s eyebrow rose as he read this part.

He continued reading.

It was not until later that I realized that what I caught was smoking grass, a grass similar to tobacco but with a unique smell, like my socks that had been worn for a fortnight. I almost threw up. Yes, I successfully quit smoking. I swore that I wouldn’t smoke again!

I had smoked for seventeen years. When I was little, my father liked to smoke the cigarettes he rolled himself. He would ask me, “Hi, Gulliver, do you want one?”…

The rest was the memory of how his father taught him to smoke.

Liszt’s head almost exploded. Why are you talking about this? I’m dying to know how you slew the dragon!