The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 764 - 0761: Likes and Dislikes (Second Update)

Chapter 764: Chapter 0761: Likes and Dislikes (Second Update)

Jela’s growth was almost changing every day, and by the end of January, it had completely reached the size of a baby, fifty centimeters in height, with its magic power stabilized, qualifying as a Thorn Greater Elf.

“Wow, Jela is powerful!”

This little fellow, who had worked its way up from a Thorn Bug to become a Greater Elf, decided that the first thing to do after its evolution was to trap the Coptis Minor Elf in the Worm Room and give it a good scolding: “You little bitter Coptis, if I see you acting tough again, I’ll make sure to rough you up until you can’t even talk!”

The Coptis Minor Elf pouted by the window, looking at the enlarged Jela, and was not willing to admit defeat.

But now that Jela had grown larger and stronger, with an overwhelming presence, it was something the Coptis Minor Elf did not want to provoke—after all, the Coptis Minor Elf, though jumpy, always bullied the weak and feared the strong in the Castle’s Worm Room area, and had never once dared to provoke Pea Great Elf Ash.

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So the current Jela was also an entity it didn’t dare to provoke.

With a shake of her fist, Jela was very pleased with the Coptis Minor Elf’s deflated appearance; with a twirl, it flew up and shouted, “Jela is mighty! Wow!”

The next one to visit was the Worm Room of Ash.

“Do you want to be tied up by me again?” Ash’s expression was calm, and it didn’t feel much for the grown-up Jela, as elves are after all a cold-natured species, “Do you understand the art of ropes, do you know what ropes can create? If you don’t understand, you’re not qualified to talk to me.”

After saying that, Ash looked down at the triumphant Jela with a nonchalant gaze.

Just like when it first came to the Castle, Ash always seemed unaffected and lofty, but no elf knew what kind of soul hid within its heart.

Jela was confused for a moment.

When it was a minor elf, its intelligence was limited, but now as a Greater Elf, its IQ had increased significantly. However, Ash’s words still sound like a foreign language to it—in fact, Ash was speaking Wind Language, but as a sprite of Liszt who mastered both Serpent Script and Wind Language, Jela understood Wind Language.

It did not understand what the other was saying, but Jela knew that it wouldn’t be right to back down at this moment, so it bared its teeth and roared, “Wow! You bastard!”

Bang thud!

Ash closed the door of the Worm Room, revealing a trace of disdainful smirk: “Ignorant, vulgar.”

The metal door nearly smacked Jela in the face, infuriating it instantly, yet it could do nothing about Ash—the Worm Room was made of rock, the door was of steel, the windows were of glass, all of which could block its seed-spreading magic, preventing it from attacking from a distance.

It intended to kick the door, but a kick on the metal door instead sent a jolt of pain through its own foot: “Wow!”

It pondered.

It was a bit annoyed.

It decided to put aside the idea of settling scores with Ash for the time being and instead flew down the stairs, all the way to the underwater Worm Room on the second basement level. It searched room by room along the pool, but couldn’t find Giant Algae Greater Elf Pike, the Greater Elf who had called it ugly and seemed to have hidden somewhere.

Just as it wanted to continue the search, Liszt had already called it back with a mental summon.

“Wow, Jela, the mightiest of Thorn Castle!” Back in front of Liszt, Jela stood on the table, bold and imposing with hands on hips, looking every bit the fighter it felt itself to be.

Liszt patted its head: “Remember what I’ve taught you, no fighting in the Castle, don’t bully other elves, and most importantly, now that you’ve become a Greater Elf, you should be tranquil. If you’re feeling bored, go plant more thorns and become a Greater Elf that develops in all aspects of morality, intelligence, physique, aesthetics, and work.”

He had let it run wild for a while, but now was the time to tighten up, no longer indulging its behavior.

Jela’s restlessness and temper were likely the driving force behind its progress, but it had to be said that if it was always so noisy, it was also quite annoying.

He now possessed four Greater Elves.

Giant Algae Greater Elf Pike was narcissistic and had a sharp tongue, but unless you sought him out, he absolutely wouldn’t bother you, spending his days leisurely in his underwater castle.

Pea Great Elf Ash liked to pursue rope artistry, perhaps having a bit of a unique taste, but he was always quiet and didn’t bother anyone.

Phoenix Perch Parasol Tree Greater Elf Annie lived in the wild, helping to care for Flame Dragon Bird Eggs, contributing effort without being annoying—her temperament was somewhat similar to Mangrove Minor Elf Nami; they both weren’t highly valued in and of themselves, but were loved because of their hard work.

Only Thorn Greater Elf Jela, with her explosive temper, not only hadn’t mellowed but had become noisier.

“Jela wants them to admit that Jela is the strongest in the castle.” Jela’s competitive spirit was still burning. She had dared to challenge Greater Elves even when she was a Little Minor Elf, and one could only imagine now.

Feeling Jela’s emotions, Liszt thought that suppressing them was perhaps not the best approach, so he coaxed her, saying, “The strength obtained through fists or words will not convince the other elves to respect you. Do you understand?”

“Don’t understand.”

“It means that even if they admit you’re strong in words, they still won’t accept it in their hearts.”

“If they admit with their mouths, Jela is the strongest!” she replied, puffing out her chest, her thinking very straightforward—no matter what they thought, as long as they verbally acknowledged her as the strongest, that was enough.

That was the way of the elves; Liszt found it difficult to use human thinking to empathize with them.

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However, he wasn’t discouraged: “Jela, battles can’t determine a winner or loser, and I won’t allow it. If you truly want to become the strongest elf in Thorn Castle, then there’s a good way—you know of Annie, right? Annie is about to evolve into a Dragon Elf. If you can evolve into a Dragon Elf before her, all the elves here will worship you!”

“Wuuah?”

Jela didn’t quite understand what a Dragon Elf was.

Liszt, while making gestures, communicated with her mind to mind: “Dragon Elves are this big, a meter tall, their bodies increasingly resembling humans, filled with wisdom, knowing how to wear clothes, knowing how to study knowledge. It can help its owner manage all elves, becoming an administrator among elves.”

Regarding information on Dragon Elves, the Grand Duke had already written back to Liszt, introducing the Sapphire family’s Oat Dragon Elf.

As a Dragon Rearing Family, in over 150 years of building the Kingdom, they had only raised two Dragon Elves. The earliest of the two was the Juniper Dragon Spirit, the Dragon Elf rumored from the Bull Family, with Juniper Wine being brewed by the Juniper Dragon Spirit.

Back then, the First Grand Duke was still alive. He passed the Sapphire Dragon inheritance to his eldest son and the Dragon Elf inheritance to his younger son, the first Marquis of the Bull—now with the Bull Family having rebelled, descendants have already run off with the Juniper Dragon Spirit to the Eagle Kingdom, living hidden in some corner.

Dozens of years after the First Grand Duke passed away, the Sapphire Family raised another Dragon Elf, the current Oat Dragon Elf.

According to the Grand Duke’s description, initially, the two Greater Elves, Juniper and Oat, loved the Sapphire Dragon, spending the days close to the Sapphire Dragon. Unbeknownst to them, they became Dragon Elves—the transformation was completely unexpected, only one day they discovered the Greater Elves started to grow taller.

However, the chances of a Greater Elf evolving were not high. In the more than 150 years, there were ten Greater Elves who liked the Sapphire, but only two evolved. Others left the Sapphire Dragon one day, no longer liking it, which was probably a sign of failed evolution.

Currently, there were still two Greater Elves who loved the Sapphire Dragon dearly, spending days with the Sapphire.

But despite loving it for over twenty years, they remained just that, lovers, with no evolution.

Thus.

Liszt had already grasped that Phoenix Perch Parasol Tree Greater Elf Annie was on the edge of evolving, not knowing how long it might take or if the evolution might fail.

He planned to test Ash, Pike, and Jela one by one to see if they could also reach the cusp of evolution.

After all, he was a man with two dragons, with even more dragons awaiting him in the future. The Fire Dragon didn’t like to switch for the Light Green Gemstone Dragon, the Light Green Gemstone Dragon didn’t like to switch for the Formless Dragon, the Formless Dragon didn’t like to switch for any other type of dragon.

There will be one they’ll love!