The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1186: Dragon Eggs and Loot

Dana was about to brush them out when she noticed that the branches were attached to her head, and that the leaves fluttered when she was excited.

“I don’t know if the eggs are all in places that will help them hatch, I will have to ask Karl later. But he wanted me to let you know that there were dragon eggs coming.” Dana informed her.

“Got it. The others are all off on a treasure hunt for dragon eggs now. We will have to send someone underground to find them. And maybe to the Library? Do you know what dragons they came from?” Button asked.

[None are Chromatic Dragons, and they’re all near the camps in the various biomes, except for the ones in the mountain city, which are in the park on a pile of gems.] Karl informed Dana with a System Message.

Dana hugged the tiny dragon. “They’re all near the camps, but there are some in the underground city. I’m sure you know where that is by now.”

Dana didn’t. She hadn’t been here since it was renovated, and the Tiny World was much larger than she remembered.

“How many of you are there?” She asked as she followed the little dragon.

“About a hundred in total. Not all dragons. Mostly beastkin, with some elves and such. My sister is around here somewhere. Likely in the swamp. She likes the humidity.” Button explained.

She had led Dana to the shore of the lake, near a campsite which had a pair of Elves and a dragonkin woman fussing over a pile of mottled blue eggs.

“Oh, you wanted to examine the eggs.” Dana realized.

Button looked confused.

“No, they’ll take care of it. Let’s go swimming. I made the cutest swimming suit the other day. Do you have one with you? If not, it’s all girls here, no need to be shy about skinny-dipping.

Nobody else ever wears swimsuits, no matter how cute they are.” She explained.

Dana sighed. Perhaps a sense of urgency simply wasn’t part of the mental programming of Nature Priestesses? This one seemed even less concerned about timelines than Lotus.

[Karl, I’m going for a swim with Button. Then I will meet with the rest of the caretakers. Do you have everything handled there?] She asked.

[Yeah, we’re good. They’ve cleared the underground. It was just an old den they expanded. Only a few side tunnels, and they’re all empty now. Enjoy your swim. I will come join you tonight if you’re not busy.]

Dana laughed. If the others were just as flaky as Lotus and Button, she would likely be in the middle of a cuddle pile with snacks by dark.

“Alright, we’ve got the rest of the day to play.” Dana informed the young dragon.

“WINNING! The others always want to do chores and responsible stuff.”

While Dana and button played in the lake, Karl spent a few minutes focusing on the effect that was suppressing the use of magic on this continent. The effect was subtle if you could already use magic, but it would effectively limit the growth of anyone here.

Only a few minutes of focus gave him a general direction, and Karl spread the wings of his dragon form to head toward the strongest point.

It would be hard to tell how far he had to go until he was there, as he didn’t know how strong the effect should be at its core. But the further he flew, the more obvious it was that heading northeast toward Glatt was the right choice.

Then, Karl got a brilliant idea. He had been to Glatt before, though it had objectively been a very long time. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t open a portal there now. He still had a good enough sense of spatial awareness for that.

A thought was enough to open the portal a thousand metres above the trees of the Elven village of Glatt, but it was nothing like what Karl remembered.

The massive trees were gone, the Elven City made of tree forts and suspended bridges was no more. Instead, it was a mangled battlefield slowly regrowing around the shattered stumps of the formerly mighty forest.

There were still thousands of Elves present, huddled in tents and looking dejected.

Not so much a village anymore, but a refugee camp.

Karl landed at the edge of the camp, and noticed that not one of the people got up to defend against or greet him. They just sat there, awaiting their fate.

This time, he returned to his natural form, the version of him that they would have seen the first time. Just in case one of the long-lived species remembered him.

Karl didn’t actually know how long elves lived, but there was a forest dragon here before, and she might remember him.

“Is this Glatt?” Karl asked an elderly woman as he reached the camp.

“Glatt? Glatt hasn’t existed for a hundred years. But yes, I suppose that you should be close to where it once was.” The elderly Elf agreed.

“Can you tell me what happened to it? Or were you not from the area?” Karl tried.

The old woman sighed and gestured for him to sit.

Karl took out a bag of trail mix from Thor’s space, as the Elves were vegan, and most of the baked goods he had contained either eggs or milk. Usually both, plus sugar, as Lotus made them.

The other Elves cast longing glances at the small bag of food, and Karl realized that things were worse here than they had looked.

Cara gave him a mental nudge. [There are bags of rice and beans in Thor’s space. Tessa makes them in advance, and he holds on to them for her.]

Not just a few bags, either. There were literal tonnes of rice and beans stored in Thor’s space for some emergency that may or may not ever happen.

Karl took out two thirty kilo sacks of the ubiquitous cleric food, and nodded for the refugees to come get them.

He could help at least this much.