Chapter 230 - 229: Helping Relatives, Not Justice
The Green Dragon, the size of a small hill, lay on the observation platform by the volcano’s crater. Its wings drooped weakly, the once jade-like deep and lustrous scales now shattered and peeling. Numerous wounds, some scabbed over, others still bloody and raw...
Leon was momentarily startled and asked, "What happened here?"
Watching Cecilia slowly open her eyes, struggling to breathe, Leon could roughly guess what had happened to her. It had to be something involving the Elf City—either a clash from negotiation or another conflict entirely. Still, he asked, "Did those elves attack you?"
"Almost didn’t make it back," Cecilia whispered weakly.
Leon’s gaze scanned over the Green Dragon.
"Master, what are you looking at?" Cecilia asked.
"For a moment, you really had me fooled," Leon rubbed his forehead. "I mean, come on... you’re usually so cunning, running faster than anyone else when trouble comes your way. How could you get hurt this badly?"
Cecilia blinked and replied, "I don’t understand what you’re talking about, Master."
"Stop pretending. Danalan is such a massive Elf City—it’s bound to have quite a few powerful elves... If you were a mature Green Dragon, maybe. But you’re just a young Green Dragon. If they really wanted to kill you, you wouldn’t have made it back alive." Leon analyzed calmly.
"You have a lot of wounds, but none are in critical areas..." Leon continued, "Just superficial injuries. No damage to your bones or tendons. Even if I had come back a little later, you’d still recover quickly—not perfect right away, but a week or two of rest would suffice."
"I knew I couldn’t fool you, Master." Cecilia stood up.