Five is sleeping.
She just ate the fruit of the Tree of Life, she should not be hungry.”

Fifth Cub fell asleep after eating the fruit, and Ning Chu didn’t wake her up because she was breathing calmly and sleeping soundly.

Winka didn’t insist and asked, “How are the people who captured the dragon swarm? Why don’t you stay here for a few more days to make sure it’s safe?”

With the Tree of Life in place, no race would dare to trespass on the elves’ territory without permission.

Ning Chu simply said, “No one should find us here.”

The Church was dead and they hadn’t found anything unusual along the way, but Ning Chu did have the intention to stay.
He was in a hurry to make money and didn’t want to let go of any opportunity.
He had just seen a large forest of fruit and tea fields on the side of the back mountain, and there were not many of one branch of the elves, so the dragon herd might really have some use.

Ning Chu planned to get acquainted with Winka first, or at least wait until tomorrow to inquire about the situation.
Winka still suggested Ning Chu to stay, and he sent his clan members to clean out an empty house near the Tree of Life, which was enough for Ning Chu, Wuuth and a few dragon cubs.

Ning Chu said gratefully, “Thank you, it’s too much trouble.”

He could also see that Winka was very interested in them, not sure if it was because of his natural enthusiasm or because he wanted to get close to him.
Ning Chu would prefer the latter, as it would be easier to negotiate the price if he did leave the dragons here to earn money.

Lough Valley was a good environment and the climate was better than outside, the sun did not shine at all at noon, but was accompanied by a gentle breeze.
The tables and chairs for food and tea were out in the open, and Ning Chu and Winka chatted for a long time about inconsequential topics.

Ximan was there, too, his attention focused on the baby dragons.

Winka was so thoughtful that he even prepared chairs for the cubs, partially padded with hay, with one dragon occupying one chair.

Ximan regretted the absence of the green dragon cub, and held up a piece of dried meat in his hand, “Hey, do you want to eat?”

The three little dragon cubs each plopped down on a chair and looked at him in unison.

Second Cub looked at him with disdain and disgust, and Third Cub turned his head back with little interest.
Only Fourth Cub flew up to Ximan, but he didn’t eat either, just sniffed close and turned his head away, his tail tucked behind him, the purple gem shining in the sun.

Wuuth sat beside Ning Chu, the pastry and tea in front of him half untouched, listening to Ning Chu and Winka talk more and more, his heart gradually impatient.

Ximan wasn’t that annoying anymore, but now Winka came out.

Wuuth suddenly spoke out, “Ning Ning.”

Ning Chu was caught off guard and almost choked on his tea, “Ahem… what, what’s wrong?”

Wuuth sat against the light, half lowered his eyes, his face looked inexplicably a little lost, as he looked at Ning Chu, “I’m also hungry.”

Winka treated him like a human, and he didn’t want to eat any of the food that was brought to him.

Ning Chu fumbled to open the game, intending to buy Wuuth something to eat, “Then I…”

Winka looked between the two and got up sagely, “Look at my memory, I forgot that the clan still has some business to take care of, so I’ll leave you alone for now.” He called for Ximan, who was attempting to tease the dragon, and told him to take Ning Chu and Wuuth to their quarters, “If you need anything, just ask.”

Ning Chu thanked Winka and Ximan followed him out.
Winka prepared a large house for them, with two beds in the corner and a few temporary nests made of branches and hay.
After Ximan left, only Ning Chu and Wuuth were left in the room, along with three dragon cubs.

Not long after, an elf came knocking on the door and brought a steaming plate of roasted magical beast meat.
This made Wuuth feel slightly better about Winka so he accepted it.

Ning Chu gently carried Fifth Cub out of his coat and placed her on the bed, and came to sit at the table, “Wuuth.”

Wuuth looked up, “Hmm.”

“You…” Ning Chu hesitated, “Don’t call me that in the future.”

Wuuth frowned, “What?”

“Ning Ning, what you just called me, and the last time…” Speaking of the last time, Ning Chu looked unnatural, “This name isn’t quite appropriate.”

Wuuth had only eaten half of the meat of the beast on his plate, he put down his chopsticks with little expression on his face, “Where is it inappropriate? The name you gave me is Cubbie.”

In his opinion, these two names were similar, as the same first word was repeated pronunciation, how come Ning Chu could call him but for him to use it, it was inappropriate?

“Cubbie…” Ning Chu inexplicably a little nervous, eyes drifting, “This… this name is actually a little less appropriate…”

Wuuth’s face gradually turned sullen, “Why?”

Although Ning Chu had not called him that for a long time, he actually did like the name.

Ning Chu sighed and explained to him, “Because… since you have a human form, you’re not the same as before, you can’t be like when you were a child…”

Wuuth’s face was even worse, last time Ning Chu said that he had a human form, just one more identity, how come he suddenly had a different attitude.
Since Ning Chu disliked his human form, he wouldn’t show it but as long as he was a dragon, Ning Chu wouldn’t change if he returned to his previous appearance.

Wuuth didn’t wait for Ning Chu to finish and turned back into a small black dragon.
The little black dragon quickly flew over and jumped into Ning Chu’s arms.

But Ning Chu still resisted him and grabbed him up in panic, “What are you doing…”

The little black dragon was very unhappy, forcibly broke away from Ning Chu’s hand, and came close to lick his face.
He couldn’t speak now and was too anxious to tell Ning Chu that he could do what he did before, when his fangs accidentally broke Ning Chu’s skin.

Ning Chu “hissed”, and the little black dragon immediately quieted down.

He didn’t know what to do, as Ning Chu covered his face, “Change back.”

The next moment, Wuuth appeared in front of him and gently pulled Ning Chu’s hand away.

A little red blood seeped from the wound, and Wuuth touched it with his fingertips, “I’m sorry.”

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