Chapter 33 - Filial Son

"Don't think too much. Your father and I are good friends.

"This dragon horn was accidentally broken by it. It was a waste to lose it, so he gave it to me.

"By the way, your father's barbecuing skills are really good!"

Alan did not care about the Little Overlord's hostility at all.

It was just a seventh grade demon beast. If it was not for its race's cooking talent, Alan might have had to try the taste of the roasted dragon meat.

"It broke by accident?

"May I ask what it hit?"

The Little Overlord looked at Alan suspiciously.

To be able to say that the three-headed blue-winged sea dragons were good at barbecue meant that Alan really knew his dad.

His father's barbecuing skills were superb.

However, he rarely showed it in front of outsiders.

Not to mention himself, but even his mother had such a good appetite before she gave birth to him.

After he was born, his father directly turned his back on the dragon.

He never barbecued anything for his mother to eat again.

It was also because of this that his mother left home in a fit of anger and went to the Hundred Thousand Mountains to look for a lover.

If Alan was just an enemy, his father would not have roasted the meat for him.

However, who would have such thick skin?

Could it be that he was actually a young female dragon that had transformed?

"It's nothing, it just happened to bump into my sword."

Alan pulled out the sword at his waist and showed it to the Little Overlord. The sharp blade of the Green Radish Immortal Sword pierced the little tyrant's eyes.

Sure enough, his father was still in danger.

The little tyrant's aura faltered. This guy had actually cut off his father's horn.

Then what was he doing here?

Could it be that he was here to cut off my horn?!

The little tyrant thought of something and hurriedly used his dragon claw to rub his head. A small protrusion had just broken through his scalp and was about to pop out.

In the past, because he did not have powerful dragon horns, the little tyrant had always felt that he was not perfect enough.

Due to this, he felt inferior for a period of time.

Until recently, as his body gradually grew, dragon horns finally began to appear on his head.

The Little Overlord was extremely happy. He thought that he was a few steps closer to the perfect life of a dragon.

However, now, his father had lost his life because of the dragon horns.

This dragon horn that had just appeared had actually become a life-threatening talisman.

The Little Overlord looked nervously at Alan. His six eyes began to peek around, ready to run away at any time.

The head in the middle was holding the toad. Seeing that it was too late to go back to the cave, it quickly opened its mouth, stretched out its neck, and swallowed the toad with a puff.

The rich juice filled the entire mouth. It was really too good.

"Urgh!"

Alan had long seen the little tyrant holding a toad in his mouth.

He had thought that the two were waiting for a fight, but because he was nervous about his arrival, he forgot to spit it out.

Who would have thought that it would actually eat it?

That was a toad.

It was sticky, bulging, and looked like it had a belly full of thick sauce.

This time, Alan directly vomited.

Who said that the three-headed dragon family was made up of chefs? Could this guy be picked up by the roadside by the three-headed blue-winged sea dragon?!

A highly skilled chef was definitely very picky about food.

Even if he was down and out as a beggar by the side of the road, he would still think of ways to get better food for himself.

This guy actually swallowed a toad alive. Was such a creature really qualified to be his own chef?

Alan's expectations of the Little Overlord were immediately reduced to zero.

He had originally thought that he would have the chance to taste the delicacies, but now his expectations were completely destroyed. He was like a giant dragon whose food had been snatched away.

His aura suddenly became dangerous.

"What are you doing?

"My dragon horn hasn't grown out yet. Don't kill me!

"I know that my father has a very big treasure vault hidden in an alternate dimension. As long as you don't kill me, I can bring you to find it.

"If it really doesn't work, I can at least be your mount!

"Even if your demon lord came to find me, I still don't agree!"

The Little Overlord felt Alan's aura change and suddenly shrank.

It was as if Alan was a giant dragon and he was a white rabbit in front of a giant dragon, shivering.

"Treasure trove, I can have that."

Alan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, treasure trove.

He had almost forgotten that the three-headed blue-winged sea dragons were dragons.

According to the settings of fantasy novels, dragons all had the hobby of collecting treasures.

It was not easy for him to meet a giant dragon, but he left after eating a meal of roasted meat.

He was really careless!

Fortunately, he met this little guy, and everything was still in time to make up for it.

"As long as you promise not to kill me, I will take you there.

"However, I have a condition. I want half of the treasures in the treasure vault.

"Thirty percent, no less.

"Ten percent, three pieces, and one piece, please!"

When the little tyrant heard that his father was dead, the first thing that came to his mind was not to help him get revenge, but how to get his treasure.

It was not until Alan showed killing intent that he hurriedly took it out to buy his life.

He was simply a filial son in the world.

Alan did not say a word and only looked at him quietly.

Sensing danger, the little tyrant started to lower the price automatically until he crawled on the ground and continuously wagged his tail to beg for mercy.

It was just short of hugging his thigh and acting cute.

However, even so, it still insisted on getting one treasure after another.

Returning empty-handed in the treasury was not the traditional view of the Dragon Race.

If Alan really did not want to give it one, then it would really rather die.

"Two, with one condition.

"In the future, you can't eat these disgusting things anymore. After that, go find your father and learn cooking skills.

"You're both three-headed dragons, yet you don't even know how to barbecue. Isn't that embarrassing?"

Alan looked at the little overlord with disdain.

A level 7 demon beast that did not know how to barbecue. If he accepted it as a mount and word got out, would he not be laughed at?!

It was all for the sake of the three-headed blue-winged sea dragon's treasure!

"I'm a water-type sea dragon, so how can I learn how to barbecue?"

The Little Overlord immediately became anxious when he heard that.

Letting a water-type demon beast play with fire, was this not bullying a dragon?

"You really aren't your father's biological son!

"Your father not only knows how to play with fire, but he also knows how to manipulate the wind."

Alan looked like he had been hammered by a stone, causing the Little Overlord to have a toothache.

"That's dragon's breath, dragon's breath!

"Only mature dragons have dragon's breath. I've just entered the growth stage, and will only be able to freely control my dragon's breath after five thousand years.

"Unless I can obtain the water of the ten-thousand-year-old cold spring, break through the bloodline shackles, and become a real dragon, only then will I be able to have a mature dragon breath when I reach adulthood.

"The ten-thousand-year-old cold spring is at the bottom of the catacombs and is surrounded by Earth's fire. Even Dad can't go down, let alone me."

The Little Overlord was extremely aggrieved.

Strictly speaking, he was only a child that weighed dozens of tons. Why would he have to bear so much pressure that he should not have to bear?

"If you say so, it's easy to handle."

Alan happened to have gone underground. Not only did he obtain the power of the Earth's fire and the cold spring, but he also collected a lot of cold spring water.

After the cold spring water left the Earth's fire, it condensed into droplets of ice crystals.

From the outside, they looked like crystals, sparkling and translucent.

Alan randomly took out three pieces from his storage ring. Under the Little Overlord's incredulous gaze, he stuffed one into each of its mouth.