Chapter 386: Numerous Arrangements

"Ah... achoo!" Because she had swallowed too many elemental hearts, Ying Di La, who had been in a deep sleep for nearly three years, groggily opened her eyes and yawned widely.

The little girl, who bore some resemblance to Muria's original form, rubbed her eyes and then looked confusedly at the black-haired, golden-eyed boy already waiting there. She immediately got up, jumped up, and threw herself at him, "Muria."

"Boom!" Notified by the tower spirit Eino and waiting here, Muria felt as if he were stuffed into a cannon and then shot out, slamming into the wall of Ying Di La's sleeping chamber at a speed breaking the sound barrier.

"Crack!" With his back half embedded in the wall, Muria listened to the sound of the wall cracking, somewhat helplessly looking down at Ying Di La, who clung to him like an octopus.

"Ying Di La, mind your strength. If it were anyone else you hugged like this, they'd be either dead or severely injured."

"Except for you, I wouldn't touch any of those lower beings even once." The child-faced, just-awoken Ying Di La muttered somewhat discontentedly, "They are just food, I just want to eat them."

"That won't do!" Muria rubbed Ying Di La's small head, "I actually have a task for you, to take care of a little girl about your age."

"No." Without even thinking, Ying Di La immediately refused, "I want to stay with you. I don't want to take care of any little girl."

"You not only have to look after her, but you also need to protect her." Muria smiled as he explained his plans for this extraordinary void creature, "Ying Di La, she is very wealthy. If you get along well with her, you won't need to worry about food ever again. People will bring all sorts of different foods right to your mouth every day."

"Really?" Ying Di La's golden eyes, almost identical to Muria's, sparkled with excitement. Although she viewed all creatures other than Muria as food, she didn't mind using food to get more food.

"Would I deceive you?"

"Where is the person you want me to take care of?"

"First get off me; what kind of look is this?" Muria tugged at Ying Di La's tail.

After Muria coaxed Ying Di La to come down, he didn't immediately take her out of the demi-plane but instead led her to a training hall with hard walls and a spacious area.

"Ha!" "Roar!"... The battle cries of the youths and the roars of a red dragon echoed through the hall, already capable of withstanding the destructive power of experimental metal golems.

"Why are you looking at me? Continue fighting." Seeing that the golden knight and Klaest, who had revealed his true red dragon form and unleashed his full power, showed signs of pausing because of his entrance, Muria immediately chided them.

Hearing Muria's words, Leon, who was about to stop, gripped his great sword and charged on his arcane warhorse toward Klaest, swinging his blade at the dragon's sturdy, elongated neck.

"Clang!" A grating metallic sound echoed as a crimson magical shield appeared just as Leon's demon-slaying sword was about to strike Klaest's neck, blocking the attack momentarily and allowing Klaest to smoothly dodge the blow, then counterattack by whipping Leon with his wings.

Even with the demon-slaying armor that gave Leon the strength to combat a red dragon in close quarters, his physical size and the armor's weight were still factors. No matter what, he couldn't withstand the wing beat from a thirty-meter-long red dragon.

As expected, Leon was sent flying along with his horse by Klaest's wing, but thanks to his armor's protection, he quickly got up, sword in hand, and continued to clash with Klaest.

According to legend, a demon-slaying knight like Leon should have been dominating Klaest, the red dragon, but in reality, the armored Leon was being suppressed by Klaest's strength.

This was partly because Klaest was one tier higher than Leon. More importantly, Klaest was not just any red dragon skilled only in melee; he was proficient in all the spells he could master at his current stage.

Once a red dragon masters spells, its combat power doesn't simply add up; it has virtually no weaknesses or shortcomings, which is why the demon-slaying knights, celebrated through countless human generations, were being overwhelmed.

In a corner, the twelve adolescent five-colored dragons that had sided with Klaest huddled together, trembling as they watched the clash between the knight and the red dragon, knowing either side could easily defeat them alone.

"Lord Muria." Fiona, the ancient

 green dragon who had been observing the battle and mentoring the five-colored dragons, approached Muria with great tact. Her primary task now was to manage the human criminals banished into this demi-plane and to educate the barbarically grown five-colored dragons.

"Hmm!" Muria looked at the green-haired beauty before him, nodded, and pointed at the five-colored dragons brought by Klaest, "How are these guys doing in their studies?"

"Quite well."

"Trash!"

At that moment, Muria heard two different assessments. Turning slightly, he followed the sound and saw the approaching red-haired youth—Auston. The word "trash" had come from him.

"Lord Muria." Auston, who had been "tempered" and was temporarily desireless, bowed slightly to Muria and then stared disdainfully at the group of five-colored dragons huddled in the corner.

"These creatures are stupid, ignorant, and lazy. They forget what I teach them the day before; they are just trash. It shames me to be of the same dragon kind as these creatures."

"Cough, Lord Auston, compared to their kin outside, they are already doing quite well." Fiona coughed dryly as she felt she was included in the insult; she wasn't much better in her youth.

"What's the point of comparing them to those outsiders? If we must compare, we should compare them to us dragons." Auston said disdainfully, confident in his own level and despising those of his kind.

"Alright, Auston, be patient. Their growing environment is different from yours," Muria said with a warm smile. "We can think of ways to increase their learning motivation or use some punitive measures, just don't kill them.

Um, I suggest using punishments like scaling or bleeding; this won't endanger their lives but will make them feel pain. However, collect those dragon blood and scales; I have uses for them."

Auston and Fiona exchanged looks, then silently nodded, remembering Muria's request.

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