The Winston family soldiers tried to stop Diana from walking towards the Dragon yet their efforts were in vain. Ethan didn't stop her but followed her behind. Although the Dragon's physique and innate ability would give the dragon an edge if they battled, he was confident enough in his strength to defeat the dragon if it tried to harm them.
"Relax everyone, I know him" Diana waved off at the guards to lower their weapons. Taking a few more steps, she came closer to the point where Ethan could sense the heat radiating from the dragon's body. They both looked up, in Ethan's eyes, there was a mix of amazement and caution while in Diana's eyes, there was nothing but kindness and warmth.
She reached out as Nightmare gawked reluctantly for a moment before slowly lowering his head to graze her hand with his face. The soldiered were stunned to see Diana tame such a majestic terrifying creature.
"Good dragon" Diana gently stroked Nightmare's scaly head. Somehow her presence made him calm.
"I guess you can go be on your way to the sect then" realizing Nightmare and the woman know each other, the young man stepped aside from the paved road.
Nightmare opened his eyes but kept his head in her hands,
"Ghost is in seclusion, Lady Diana"
"I know. We're here to see Sect leader Claire"
Finally, Nightmare took his head back from her hands. He stared at the four carriages standing behind Diana as well as the Core Strengthening man who Nightmare guessed Diana's husband for a few seconds.
"This is my husband, Ethan Winston. Ethan meet Nightmare"
"Pleasure to meet you, Lord Winston"
"The pleasure is mine"
Ethan was surprised by the dragon's behavior. Many would describe a dragon as ruthless, deadly, terrifying, and many other adjectives but polite would not be one of those words. However, the dragon in front of him spoke in such a cultured manner.
After being forced to sit in all the classes conducted by the elders, Nightmare shed some of the bad habits he picked from Gaya. For instance, giving respect to those who deserved it and conduct in a respectful manner.
For a couple of weeks, the disciples were terrified to sit with a dragon or to see him but after a while, they treated him like one of them. But it didn't mean they weren't afraid of them, they just accepted to live with him.
"Follow me"
Nightmare took as the force of his wing flap pushed back many guards and made the horses even more terrified. It took them a few minutes to calm the horses before starting to follow the dragon.
"You conveniently forgot to mention he has a dragon, Dian"
"Then I wouldn't have seen the look on your face" She giggled. Looking at his wife being happy after a rough couple of days, he was glad he decided to come here.
The paved road made following the dragon much easier, even going up on the mountain never felt bumpy or difficult. Eventually, when they reached the flat land, they began to see more black-uniformed disciples around the area. Some were playing in the snow, some sat under the trees, cultivating, some were carrying bags that looked heavy. Other than the disciples, it was the buildings and the construction sites that surprised Ethan the most.
He could tell these buildings were built in dwarven architecture as the base and modified a little. Each building was surrounded by either a garden or garden with a fountain. Instead of cutting down all the trees, they built the buildings without destroying the trees around them which was the real beauty of the sect.
Regardless of the winter, he could see the construction works going on at full speed. Many disciples including female disciples were helping however they could.
"For a sect that was declining until recently, they're turning the ties pretty fast"
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After an exhausting day, Michael finally laid under a tree to rest. He looked up at the sky through the small gaps in the canopy. The sky was filled with dark rain clouds, the thunderclaps indicated the arrival of a heavy downspout. Rain was the last thing he wanted in this god-forsaken rainforest.
Others weren't so different from Michael, they too chose a tree to rest their bodies. A few meters away from them, broken money limbs, as well as monkey dead bodies, could be seen. This was the third wave of the monkeys they fought even since they stepped into the forest. The undead monkeys were so weak and fragile as they were more of an annoyance than a threat except for people like Jonah. Surprisingly Ross's daughter Maria was trained in the arts of the spear as she defended herself well instead of relying on her father.
Keak!
Keak!
"Ah shit, here we go again" Michael heaved a sigh of exhaustion. Even if those monkeys bit him, he wouldn't turn into an undead but he had to put on a show so the team members suspect him of something. Especially Marcella who was always keeping an eye on him for some reason. After he massacred the pirates single-handedly, she became wary of him.
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