Chapter 1870 Customs
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Location- Unknown, Blood Rule Source
Wyatt had no idea why the World Calamity Tree was not allowed entry into the Rule Source, he only knew about it once the Elder Anesthesia Dragon babbled about it earlier. But to clear the misunderstanding he did not hesitate to use the Elder Anesthesia Dragon's word against it.
Seeing the dragon lost in its thoughts, Wyatt knew his bet worked. Then he subtly glanced at the gate connecting Bloodette's dungeon seal and the Blood Rule Source hoping it closed before the Elder Anesthesia Dragon's interest shifted to it.
Wyatt stared blankly at the dragon, at a loss for words. The Elder Anesthesia Dragon's skepticism was justified. The card apprentice Wyatt knew lacked the knowledge to even crack the shell of a dungeon calamity seed until Wyatt arrived. Heck, they did not truly know what it was. How could someone like them possibly use such a seed as an ingredient? Consequently, Wyatt decided to let the dragon lead the conversation, recognizing that his opinion held little weight in its eyes.
The only thing that seemed to work in Wyatt's favor was that he managed to keep the dragon distracted until the gate connecting the dungeon seal to the blood rule source had closed. Knowing that he had left clones behind in both the dungeon seal and the seed world, Wyatt wasn't concerned about the girls misunderstanding his unresponsive body and worrying unnecessarily.
Now, all Wyatt had to do was wait patiently for the Elder Anesthesia Dragon to lose interest in him or provide an opportunity for him to use his devil merchant code privilege to escape and obviously not get killed by the dragon or an unexpected rule slave in the process.
"Why are you silent? Answer me," the dragon demanded, its glowing eyes fixed on Wyatt.
"Your Highness, I wouldn't dare to deceive you. If you insist that I am a world calamity tree, then so be it," Wyatt conceded, deciding to yield to the dragon's misguided belief.
"Finally," the Elder Anesthesia Dragon cheered upon hearing Wyatt agree to its arrangement. Then, with a gentle assurance, it spoke, "Don't worry, I will not harm you or sell you to the Librarian. The ancestors of the Anesthesia Dragon Race and the World Calamity Tree were friends long ago. Just follow me, and I will protect you from the Librarian and anyone who wants to harm you."
"Wait, the custom dictates that an Anesthesia Dragon should offer the World Calamity Tree a sacrifice on our first meeting. I have just the right offering. Follow me to my body; I have something you will love," the blood fog vessel of the Elder Anesthesia dragon conveyed before carrying Wyatt to where its real body was asleep, leaving him no chance to reply.
Upon reaching the Elder Anesthesia Dragon's body, Wyatt was astonished by the range of the dragon's sleep breath. It extended nearly 50 miles from where he had entered the blood rule source. Realizing the potency of the dragon's sleep breath, which could affect ruler-class rule slaves so far away, Wyatt felt grateful that he hadn't underestimated the dragon despite its apparent friendliness.