I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages

Chapter 636: Roger’s harem (3) _4

Translator: 549690339

I just don’t know if they’ll ask for. salary after being tamed by the wisdom-reducing hand …

Roger stretched his back.

He was very satisfied with his arrangements.

Just at this moment.

A new line of information flashed on the interface.

[ you have successfully dealt with a harem of 60 people. You have achieved a new milestone:Roger’s harem support

[ Roger’s harem: harem, harem, working in the factory! ]

[ corresponding title: overseer of the harem (female attractiveness-50%; +200

favorability of the spiritual capitalist.

After dealing with the harem.

Roger finally had the tto check the Phantom dragon’s body.

He didn’t know if ghost King Redmoon was really unlucky.

Even though Roger had personally searched the bottom of the pool twice.

He only found a pile of echo beads!

He could only gloomily crush these echo beads.

It was tto listen to the rabroadcast, which he had not seen for a long time.

However, as the beads disappeared one by one …

Roger’s expression changed from perfunctory to serious.

In the end.

He had mixed feelings.

[ prompt: you have finished listening to the Echo bead. ]

[ your records have been updated to P84:Ah Bao’s story ]

“So it’s like this … Al!”

Roger sighed.

There was a hint of self-blin his eyes.

However, he was also a little helpless.

Ah Bao’s inner voice kept repeating in his mind.Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on NovᴇlFɪre.nᴇt

That was a story that had happened a long tago.

At the time, Mystra was in an era that Roger unknown about.

At that time.

This plwas in an active period of ‘earth fire eruption’.

It was different from what Roger knew.

The ‘underground fire’ that had erupted was not lava.

Instead, it was a poison that could destroy most living beings!

In that era.

The survival of all races was very difficult.

Only the races related to the poisonous fog were like fish in water.

Among them, the king of the poisonous fog, the poison Dragon, was the most powerful!

On this vast land.

The one who ruled this area was an extremely powerful ” poison Dragon Lord.

The poison Dragon Lord was a female Dragon.

But she was very brutal.

Even if it was his own child.

She was also merciless.

On a certain year.

The poison Dragon Lord had given birth to a nest of eggs.

Five of the Dragon whelps had successfully hatched from their eggs.

After the poison Dragon Lord examined him strictly …

A little poison Dragon with deformed wings was found!

The experienced poison Dragon Lord could tell with a single glance that his child would never have a pair of wings in the future!

This made her very angry.

So she brutally tore off the little poison dragon’s wings.

Then, he threw it into the forest to wait for its death.

The poor little poison Dragon was thrown into the dangerous forest by his birth mother.

Soon, he was on the verge of death.

The young life was about to leave the world.

However, at this moment.

An old Hunter who had cto the depths of the forest to pick mushrooms had found it!

The old and blind Hunter mistook the Dragon whelp that had lost its wings for a puppy.

Under the urging of his heart of pity.

In the end, he was still brought back to his little house by the Dragon whelp.

And share the only food he had left with it.

Just like this.

The young Dragon survived with great difficulty.

And had its own name-

[ ah Bao ]

When she picked up ah Bao.

The old Hunter had long since retired.

His eyes could barely see anything.

They could only rely on their familiarity with the forest and their extraordinary sense of smell to pick non-poisonous mushrooms to survive.

Therefore …

Ah Bao was a poisonous Dragon that grew up eating mushrooms.

During that period of time.

In fact, it was not full at all.

However, the obedient ah Bao would not show it.

Because it knew.

The old Demon Hunter had almost given up all the food to him.

In order to repay the old Hunter’s kindness.

Ah Bao tried his best to make the old man happy.

He had learned to bark like a dog.

The old man had always thought that he was a dog.

The nah Bao.

It was originally for the dog to use.

In ah Bao’s heart.

Those days had actually been very hard.

However, it thought that it was the happiest tof its life!

Ah Bao felt very at ease after spending twith the old Hunter.

It was a very special feeling.

Many years later.

Ah Bao had just learned swords to describe it from human society.

That was the feeling of being a ‘family’.

If possible.

Ah Bao yearned to stay in those tough times forever.

However, life was unpredictable.

The old Demon Hunter soon died from his weak body and frequent contact with the poison Dragon.

Before he died.

He had entrusted ah Bao to his son …

He was a traveling merchant who traveled between several small human cities in the North.

The traveling merchant met ah Bao.

Naturally, he was shocked.

Even though he had lost his wings.

However, a normal person could still recognize ah Bao’s race.

This was a noble poison Dragon!

The traveling merchant was extremely excited as he obtained the ‘custody’ of ah Bao from his aged father. He also promised the old Hunter that he would treat ah Bao well.

After hastily disposing of the old Hunter’s body.

The merchant left the forest with ah Bao.

After leaving the forest, they headed north.

After that.

Ah Bao’s food quality had clearly improved.

However, he still missed the twhen he lived with the old Hunter.

However …

In order to repay the old man’s kindness.

Ah Bao decided to treat his son the sway he treated him.

Moreover …

The traveling merchant also treated him well.

Wasn’t it?

At that time, the North was experiencing a new round of ‘volcanic eruptions’.

In order to get rid of the poison in the air..