Chapter 52 - 51: Persuasion
"What now...?" Tania was referring to the problem of transporting the Red Hatchling Dragon back to the Dragon Nest camp. This creature alone weighed nearly half a ton. Their fishing nets and iron chains had already been wrecked during the previous hunt, especially when David made his final pounce—they snapped and broke. Even if they felled flax bushes and cut vines on the spot to twist into ropes, then tied up the dragon to be carried by sheer manpower, it would still consume a great deal of time.
She had no objection, but she was certain her hot-tempered older brother lacked the patience for such a task. Meanwhile, David, already covered in bloody scratches from the capture, wasn’t keen on tangling with this "Sichuan Spicy Dragon" again anytime soon. And he certainly wouldn’t let his sister risk her neck on such a high-risk, thankless task. If their captive didn’t cooperate and regained its ability to breathe intense flames, it would be a ticking time bomb.
Not figuratively, but literally a bomb. David, having had similar experiences, could personally attest to this. He didn’t know about other dragons, but Red Dragons definitely possessed this capability. Even if they muzzled the young female dragon—much like the Drow had once muzzled him when Mofei, then just a White Hatchling Dragon, carried him back to camp. But if she, intent on mutual destruction, forcibly unleashed her breath weapon, she would transform into a living bio-bomb right then and there...
BANG!!!
It would blow all their accompanying companions sky-high.
But just let her go? Forget losing face! What, then, was the point of him leading one or two hundred people, all working their tails off for the better part of a month? Moreover, one could foresee that future dragon captures would only bring more unexpected troubles. Were they to abandon their efforts so easily every time? Most importantly, this was the very first dragon he planned to capture for his new venture.
Whatever it took, he had to secure this one!
David mulled it over. Alright, I’ll just have to sacrifice my... charm a little, he decided.
He turned his head back and addressed the female dragon, who seemed to have resigned herself to death, his voice laced with menace, "Actually, I wasn’t lying to you before."
"Hmph," Lizrite turned her head away, looking utterly dejected. Yet, from the corner of her eye, she saw him flash that same demonic smile as before.
"I’ve taken a fancy to you today, you utterly seductive female Red Dragon. I’m planning to drag you back to my nest and raise you through wicked means. Once you’re grown, I’ll..."