The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

There are some seemingly random scratches on the edge of the magic circle, as if driven by some unstable emotion.

Bill didn't have time to ponder the hidden message behind the carvings.

He took a deep breath and stepped into the teleportation circle with a subtle floral fragrance.

Buzz——

The energy of space rippled under his every step, surrounding him, and then everything became blurry.

"twitter"

The noise coming from the ears gradually became clearer, like a tide of life, countless young creatures crying in the new world.

Bill rubbed his sore pupils, and his vision gradually returned to clarity.

In front of him was a green grassland with an ice-blue lake. In the center of the grassland full of flowers was a simple wooden house made of logs.

And he was standing in front of the door.

Sounds like a baby's cries continued to come from the house.

Bill trembled slightly, but still reached out and pushed open the door to the room.

In an instant, all the big, bright eyes in the room turned to look at the outsider.

Bill's pupils slowly dilated.

What was displayed in front of him were countless "Warcraft" cubs in their infancy, or even just hatched from their shells.

They have just embarked on the journey of life and are trapped in this dark corner.

The cry that sounded like a baby sounded like a call to the mother, but also seemed like a desire for the future and freedom.

In this chaos, Bill's eyes finally locked on the man he loved and hated - his father, Earl Liaton.

Earl Liaton's figure is old and hale and hearty, and it is completely impossible to tell that he is a legendary figure who created such a huge business in the royal capital alone.

However, among the cubs in the room, his back looked particularly lonely and cold.

Liaton's eyes wandered among these new lives, and finally settled on Bill.

The count's expression was complex and elusive, but in his blurry eyes, Bill seemed to see a bit of warmth - a certain welcome to the son he had abandoned, perhaps mixed with a little pride.

But these emotions cannot cover up his madness and ambition, which is a kind of poison buried deep, waiting for the right time to corrode everything.

"I'm coming, Father!"

Bill took the final step and stood in front of the legendary earl.

In this space covered by darkness, the father and son reunited again.

The uncertainty of the future and the trauma of the past hung in the air, and Bill's courage and determination rippled through his father's eyes.

Bill knew that this would be a decisive confrontation, a chance for struggle and liberation, a battle to save all imprisoned hearts.

Whatever happens next, he's ready.

Because this is not only a redemption for his past, but also a solemn promise to that girl.

"My son, you seem to have undergone some kind of transformation, not just magic."

Earl Liaton grinned his old mouth silently.

He was obviously smiling, but he looked as ferocious and terrifying as a devil.

Seeing that his son was silent, Earl Liaton simply sat on an old chair nearby.

Ignoring the crunching sound, the old man grabbed a handful of jujubes from the table and stuffed them into his mouth, and then asked with a smile:

"So, my child, are you here to fulfill our contract?"

"No."

Unexpectedly, Bill said the word "no" to his father for the first time.

"Did you go crazy after a long trip?"

Earl Liaton narrowed his eyes slightly when looking at his son.

Then, with a sinister smile, he took out a sheepskin contract from under the table and waved it in front of Bill:

"My lovely son, have you forgotten this?"

Looking at his dazzling childish signature on the contract, there was no fear on Bill's face.

"Take my life away if you want!"

He said calmly, and at the same time, he slapped the staff on the table, which was constantly emitting waves of strange magic power:

"But before you die, I guarantee, father, that everything about you, including your soul, will be burned to the ground. You should know very well how far I can go."

Looking at the [Strange Rod] that had countless spells cast on it, Earl Liaton's expression changed for the first time.

He thought that holding his son's life and death contract would be perfect, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so cruel and prepared to die together with his father.

"You've changed, Bill Liarton. You've become like a little white-eyed wolf!"

"I really regret that I should have killed you in the first place."

Lord Liaton pointed at Bill's nose and shouted angrily.

The latter remained silent and allowed the creature named "Father" in front of him to insult him.

Because the contract was collected at some point.

After brewing for a while

Bill, who didn't care about life and death, ignored his father's discolored eyes. He stared into his father's eyes and said in a deep voice:

"And, from today on, I will no longer let you, father, use my body for experiments. All of your experiments, including those of you, must be returned to the place where they were supposed to live."

boom!

"What did you say?"

Bill's words clearly touched his father's side.

Earl Liaton laughed angrily, slammed the table, and almost jumped up.

At the same time, the surrounding Warcraft cubs who were still crying and howling all shut their mouths obediently after seeing this.

Instinct makes them do things that go against their nature, just to survive.

"Tell me again!"

Earl Liaton quickly walked up to Bill. Every muscle in his wrinkled face covered with old age lines seemed to be trembling, like an abyss demon wearing only human skin.

Facing his furious father, Bill looked at him without fear and said calmly:

"I said, I want to walk my own path in the future. I can't and I don't want to be a chess piece in your hands anymore."

"Okay! Okay!"

The angry Earl of Lyadon grabbed a cub next to him and pinched the cub's neck with his skinny chicken claw-like hands:

"Since you dislike them so much, then I will do as you wish."

He smiled eccentrically, and his sharp voice was like a devil's roar, echoing in Bill's ears:

"I just don't know, can you just watch me kill your 'children' one by one?"

"My dear son, Bill Liarton"

Hearing this, Bill's eyes widened in disbelief and he looked at the cub that was being choked.

It was a strange being with the body of a human baby, but with dragon horns and scales on its head and back.

Bards generally call this kind of existence a half-dragon.

Generally speaking, half-dragons are hybrids born from the union of dragons and other creatures. They have the blood of both parents in their bodies, and they also inherit some of the characteristics of both parents.

Looking at the half-dragon baby with short black hair, Bill almost instantly saw the shadow of the female red dragon in the red pupils.

And short black hair

Earl Liaton laughed maniacally, grabbed the half-dragon baby by the neck, waved his arms and shouted:

"Come on Bill, how about saying goodbye to your kid?"

After saying that, ignoring Bill, whose eyes were splitting, the old count continued to lift the veils off each of the experimental larvae, and at the same time laughed maniacally:

"By the way, there are also these, these are all your children!"

"Hahahaha, what an incompetent father. He actually wanted to kill his own child and asked his poor grandfather to do it himself."

"Woo."

The half-dragon cub seemed to understand something. He squirmed desperately and struggled to escape from Earl Liaton. At the same time, he cast his eyes for help on the only adult life in this wooden house.

Bill's heart seemed to tremble when he saw the red half-dragon cub looking at him for help.

He didn't expect that after his father asked him to do those disgusting experiments when he was young, he would actually do such a crazy thing with the seeds he left behind.

And all these sins are only for one ridiculous purpose - eternal life.

Bill didn't understand why his father thought he had the quality of immortality, but since the day he was 12 years old, he was signed into a contract without any precautions and has been living in his father's experiments.

The content of the experiment is to force oneself to mix with the blood of other creatures under the power of the contract.

Obviously, with the failure of experiments over the years, Earl Liaton's fire of life has reached the edge of danger, and his actions have become more and more crazy, and he even began to try to transfer his consciousness into the body of a newborn. A certain degree of "eternity."

"Stop!"

At the critical moment, Bill came to his father in an instant and grabbed his dry palm that was about to press down.

Faced with his son's restraint, the old earl was not angry but happy, because this move meant some kind of "compromise."

He had long known that his son was good-natured, just like his mother.

And this series of crazy actions are just to let himself hold new control chips in his hands again.

Obviously, these "descendants" of Bill have succeeded as he wished, replacing the parchment contract and becoming the new shackles of this talented magician.

After successfully rescuing the half-dragon baby, Bill gently put it into the crib nearby.

Then, he looked around, looking at the babies around him who were related to him by blood. Their bright eyes were reflected in Bill's pupils, as if they were heavier than a thousand stones.

Instantly, a feeling of powerlessness came over me.

Bill leaned against the wall with a dull look, and the messy thoughts in his heart were almost mixed into a mess.

"What to do. What to do."

Looking at Bill, who was covering his head and huddled in the corner in pain, Earl Liaton gradually narrowed his eyes.

His son's loss of control made him feel for the first time that things were going out of control. Fortunately, the previous backup plan worked.

Because of this, the somewhat uneasy Earl of Lyadon finally decided to bring up the final plan that had yet to be moved to the highest level.

"Maybe it's time to start your own new life."

Earl Liarton, who was tired of this old man's body, licked his dry lips and looked greedily at the delicate white skin of the babies. The fire of greed in his eyes burned stronger and stronger until the last emotion in his heart was completely destroyed. Burn it all.

"Bill."

Earl Liaton's face showed a hint of age at the right time, and he said in a tone of begging for understanding:

"Actually, we don't need to be so hostile. You are my biological son, and I am just a poor old man who wants to live a few more years."

"Let me ask you, among all the humans in the Rose Kingdom, who is willing to die if they can live?"

As he spoke, he didn't know whether he was sincere or pretending to be too good, but the old earl burst into tears and cried on the spot.

Hearing this, Bill slowly raised his head and looked numbly at the old man crying in front of him:

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Please, my child."

Earl Liaton fell to the ground, clutched his son's arm tightly, his eyes widened, and said urgently regardless of the mixture of snot and tears on his face:

"Help me again, no, help father one last time. Just think of it as a reward for raising you for so many years. Bill will help me one more time, okay?"

Looking at the silent Bill, Earl Liaton's green bean-like eyes almost narrowed into slits.

He understood that with the opponent's current state, all he needed to do was push him gently and the fortress would collapse.

Then, the earl's devilish voice sounded in Bill's ears:

"I promise, this is the last time. After that, I will release all the experimental subjects, find their hometown, and give them a place to live."

"You know, this kind of experiment is just a matter of sleeping, and it will be quick."

"If you don't believe it, we can make a contract."

It seems that the last sentence touched something

Bill suddenly raised his head, looked straight at his father with a flattering smile on his face, and asked hesitantly:

"Is the contract you mentioned true?"

A flash of ecstasy flashed in Earl Liaton's eyes. Regardless of his image, he immediately took out a pen and paper from the storage space:

"Of course! I can write it right away!"

Bill looked at the contract hesitantly: "As long as I can really release them all?"

"Of course, look, I'll write it down right now."

The quill was flying up and down, and it took only ten seconds for Earl Liaton to write the relevant regulations.

Bill clenched his fists, looked at every word on it, and confirmed again:

"Will they return to their respective homes?"

"Of course, I guarantee that as long as there are enough gold coins, those slave traders in the capital will spit out any information, even the color of his mother's underwear!"

Earl Liaton patted his chest and said that as long as his son's wish was fulfilled, he would do his best to realize it, as if everything was not a problem.

Bill looked at his waving figure in the light.

At this moment, he seemed a bit like a father.

pity

Bill looked at the entries written in front of him that were beneficial to him, and then looked at the only insignificant request in the corner from Earl Liaton:

[Bill Liaton will assist in conducting the last experiment in the secret room as agreed, and shall not intentionally sabotage the experiment. Regardless of whether the experiment is successful or not, the treaty will be deemed completed]

Everything seemed so reasonable.

now

Bill and Earl Liaton suddenly had a sentence in their minds at the same time: "If you want freedom (eternal), how can it be possible without paying the price?"

‘And these prices are something I can bear, even if Raya will cut off contact with her after knowing about it. ’

Bill picked up the quill with trembling fingers, and the images of the petri dishes outside and the sounds of innocent babies crying kept flashing through his mind.

'Maybe what I did was wrong'

'But at least those innocent children will be saved.'

'Since all this evil started because of me, it should also end because of me.'

For a long time, Bill closed his eyes.

The quill fell gently and fell to the earth together with a drop of transparent liquid.

Accompanied by the earl's hearty laughter

On the contract, Bill's name shone strangely under the light of the oil lamp. (End of chapter)