Chapter 95 The Outsiders

Rand took a look inside and outside the crater, not to say much about the inside, there was too much and too dense.

It was the outside, within a hundred metres radius, that had large swathes of these mushrooms, wild grasses, which he had tasted before and did not feel good, compared to ordinary fish, it was quite a bit worse, just as satiating, so he did not eat much of it after that.

The human's appearance, however, renewed some of Rand's thoughts on these things, and made the two dragon cubs follow suit and consume them.

After the two dragon cubs ate it, they said it didn't taste good, but they were warm and felt good after eating it, and otherwise didn't react in any particular way.

It was astonishingly different from when he had eaten, and it was true that they behaved differently because of their different physiques.

Rand thought that perhaps it was too short a time and ate some of these strange mushrooms and weeds with the two dragon cubs every day.

In this way, time passed slowly, and on the hundred and twentieth day, the human was indeed stronger, even in height, and had probably grown quite a bit.

At least half a head taller than before.

His nails had also changed noticeably, becoming darker and harder, while looking somewhat sharper at the top.

By this time, he could easily go into the sea and catch seafood, mixing it with mushrooms and weeds to improve his taste a little.

Rand and the two dragon cubs, on the other hand, seemed to have changed little beyond their normal growth.

Day 130.

Rand discovered, to his dismay, that the human had actually begun to build his own logging, using his great strength to take sticks from some of the trees and use certain bark as ropes to tie them together.

On the one hundred and thirty-fifth day, the raft was completed.

The human, with some mushrooms and weeds packed away, left the island.

It was just a small worm used to pass the time in boredom, and Rand had no interest in stopping the other man.

He thought that he might never see this human again.

The days returned to normal.

But the two dragon cubs' mushrooms and weeds were unbroken.

........

The Kingdom of Lain, near the sea.

A small village of less than a hundred people.

Some men and women in sackcloth, or topless, were busy, some washing and brushing clothes, others handling seafood.

Only one woman, nearly forty years old and with half-white hair, stares blankly at the sea, slightly dazed.

For a long time.

A woman of about her age came over and together they looked out to sea and said.

"Still thinking about it?"

"..." The woman did not reply.

"Alas~ This is perhaps the fate of our village, every year there are always people who go out fishing and die in the sea."

"..."

"You can't keep this up, go back and rest, even if you're alone, live a good life, your body will span out if you go here for a while, look at your hair, it's almost all white!

I'm sure Awal, if he were still alive, wouldn't want his mother, to be like this because of his death, would he?"

"Awal, is not dead, he will return." The woman with half-white hair spoke, her voice a little hoarse.

"It's been almost six months, and you still think that?" The persuasive woman sighed helplessly.

Just as the words fell, the woman with half-white hair suddenly became excited.

"It's back! It's back! My son has come back! Awal! Avar!"

The woman with half-white hair shouted, shaking her arms uncontrollably.

But the woman on the other side sighed silently. Every time a fishing boat returned from a fishing trip, this woman would do the same.

The woman on the other side, despite this thought, raised her eyes to the sea and did see a figure coming out of the sea level, which was gradually approaching.

The woman noticed that the other party did not seem to be in some kind of boat? Was it a bamboo raft?

She rubbed her eyes and noticed that the man on the raft seemed to have a full head of red hair, this didn't seem to be from our village, did it?

Just then, the man with red hair seemed to see them too, before shaking his arms and shouting.

"Mother! Mother! I have returned!"

"Aval!"

"Wait! That voice ... does sound a bit like Avar, could he really be Avar?" The woman on one side was a little dumbfounded.

Other people from the small village heard the commotion over here and gathered over.

They waited on the shore and watched the raft that was getting closer and closer until he came ashore.

The man on the raft lunged at once towards the woman with half-white hair, and the two embraced.

Listening to the conversation between the two, these villagers were sure that this man was, indeed, the Aval who had been out at sea for nearly six months and whom everyone had thought dead.

But the change, it was too great, wasn't it?

How come the head had gotten taller? The man had grown so much stronger, and his hair had changed colour! And on his body, what was that striped path?

It looked so strange, but it was really Aval!

The villagers were so curious that many of them asked questions about it.

The villagers were so curious that many of them asked questions, and Aval told them what had happened to him.

He was washed up on an uninhabited island in a violent storm, and then struggled to survive, struggling to live and die every day ... until he ate some strange mushrooms and wild plants.

In the crowd, a man who looked to be in his thirties and had two moustaches, listened to Awal's story, and could not stop the shining light in his eyes.

He took the opportunity to take another look at the raft on the shore and saw that the mushrooms and weeds that remained on it were just like those in Awal's story.

Without moving, he slipped over and took some of it.

The man then took them overnight and headed for the nearest city.

Three days later.

In an appraisal room full of strange herbs and treasures.

A man of at least sixty years of age, wearing glasses, took the mushrooms and weeds of the Avalanche in his hands, tasting and observing some of them in his mouth.

The man who had quietly stolen the mushrooms and weeds from the Avalanche looked on with some anxiety, and after a while he could not resist asking.

"Well? Master Akshang, what are these things? How much is it worth?"

"There's something remarkable about this! It should be an extremely valuable magical herb, containing extremely pure and special energy, and has extremely strong and healthy effects.

If you want to sell it, I can give you 30 silver rubles for 1 pound."

"30 silver roubles for 1 pound?" The man's breath caught and his heart beat wildly as he glanced at the items in his hand, estimating that it would have to be more than 2 pounds, wouldn't that be more than 60 silver roubles?

That was more than he had earned in a few years of work!

He nodded happily and exchanged all these mushrooms and weeds for currency, and then left happily.

But he didn't notice that there was a tail behind him.

This tail followed him in and out of the various taverns and brothels until a few days later, when he left the city with him.

The moment he left the city.

This tail finally struck out and beat the man up, before asking him about the herbs.

The man gave an honest account of everything, after which Tails followed him, back to the small village by the sea and found Awal.

"So, you're saying that there's a lot more of this herb on that island?"

Tails asked as he stood opposite Avar in a small, simple house.

"Yes, there's plenty more, and although I've had some, it's nothing for there." Avar returned honestly.

"Do you, then, remember where that place is?" Tails' voice trailed off a little.

"Of course I remember."

"Then, Mr. Avar! Take me and my friend to that island! For this, you will receive five gold tal as a reward, what do you think?"

"Five gintals?"

The young Avar's heart shook and he immediately accepted the invitation with joy.

A few days later.

A cargo ship sailed out of the kingdom of Lain, towards the vast ocean.

The island of the sea.

Rand and the two dragon cubs ate the mushrooms, the wild grasses, every day, but perhaps it was because the time was too short, or because the dragon's life form was too advanced and stable, the change had been small.

Apart from the fact that the colour of Ed's scales had become a little darker red, there had been no noticeable change in his appearance.

This was starting to make him feel a little chagrined that perhaps he shouldn't have let the shipwrecked human go before?

It was clearly a good subject to observe, and frankly, he was curious to know what a human would become if he kept taking the stuff.

Perhaps catch some beasts to test the drug on? But beasts were stupid after all, and it always felt less fun to be the subject of an experiment.

Rand was a little disgusted.

He lay on his back in a pool of lava in the crater, staring up at the blue sky and white clouds, and pondered.

The little female dragon swam around next to him.

The little black dragon was still hiding within the cave wall.

"Oooooooooooooo!"

The little female dragon was chirping happily, making Rand feel a little annoyed, and at once his tail swung and pressed on the little female dragon's body, pressing her whole body into the magma pool.

Poof~

The little female dragon poked her head out from the other side and spat out a mouthful of lava, glaring at Rand with some depression, but she did not dare to express any dissatisfaction.

Rand, on the other hand, finally made up his mind and said.

"You two, go out and catch some beasts for me! Remember! Make sure they're alive!"

The two little dragons didn't ask any questions, as there were few beasts on the island, but they could still be found if they tried.

At the same time, more than half an hour ago.

Outside the island, a cargo ship docked ashore.

"Is this the place? This is where you found the magic potion?"

A short, middle-aged man, no more than one meter six, with a bulging stomach and flamboyant clothes, looked at the entire extremely barbaric looking island and asked.

"This is the place! Near the crater of the volcano, where all those, what you call magic potions, that I eat, grow." Aval returned seriously.

"Yes! Yes! Good! Take me there quickly! As soon as I confirm that it's true, your five gintars! Absolutely nothing less for you!" The middle-aged fat man said excitedly.

"Thank you President Anru, you're a good man."

Awal showed a big smile.

After that, led by Aval, President Aru, and twenty guards in leather armour quickly got off the ship and headed straight for the volcano.

They ran for half an hour before they reached it.