Chapter 68: A Warrior from the Desert

“Roar. Oh right, I almost forgot about this. That damn Count isn’t here, so he can’t translate. Sigh.”

Thanks to Safiya’s exceptional Riding Skill (Level 6), compared to the Count’s poor Riding Skill (Level 1), she was far superior.

So even though the Count had set out early, Safiya and Little Dragon Lein quickly caught up to him.

“You rascal, leaving without a word again, huh!” Safiya grabbed Draxel’s ear tightly as soon as she caught up with him.

“Ouch! It hurts! You misunderstand me. I was just in a hurry…” Draxel pleaded in pain.

Safiya’s eyes showed a trace of reproach as she angrily said, “Profit Empress Ronnie is my friend too. I’m also very upset about what happened to her. Why couldn’t you take me along to look for her?”

“I was just afraid you’d get jealous… uh, I mean, I didn’t want to tire you out. You and Lein are still recovering, and I care about you,” Draxel said, his words starting to ramble.

The two of them, along with Lein, bickered and joked all the way to the area near Profit Empress Ronnie’s tavern.

Looking at the now somewhat dilapidated tavern, Draxel reminisced about the initial grandeur it once held. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia.

“Damn it, why don’t I remember anything? What happened after defeating the King of the Land Lions?” Draxel stared at the familiar scene, trying hard to recall everything, but to no avail.

At this moment, Safiya also was very serious.

After carefully observing, she said, “Count, Lein and I will look around nearby. Perhaps we’ll find some clues.”

“Alright, thank you both. Be careful.” Draxel nodded.

“Roar. Thank me by treating me to some top-quality beef when we get back, how about that?”

“Eat, eat, eat, all you think about is eating. Get to work first.”

“Roar! Hey! You damn Count, I’m here to protect Safiya, not to help you.”

“If I remember correctly, dragons are chosen sons, not chosen daughters. Does Safiya understand what you’re saying? If you keep playing favorites like this, you’ll lose me as your good dad~”

“Roar. You’re so annoyingly shameless, Count. I’ve seen brazen people before, but never someone as brazen as you. Fine, I’ll help you.”

Lein felt dizzy from Draxel’s words, feeling unfortunate to be stuck with him as a partner. Truly, listening to Draxel was worse than silence.

Unfortunately, despite their efforts, they searched all day and night without finding a single useful clue.

By the following noon, everyone was exhausted. It seemed fate had decided their bond with Ronnie was at an end, and even the system came online to persuade them.

[Count, I know you’ve tried your best. Let’s go back. There’s still much to do in Uxkhal.]

“No! If I can’t find Ronnie, I’d rather die here. I won’t go back until I find her.”

Draxel’s emotions were getting out of control.

Seeing this, Safiya patiently tried to console him, “Get a grip. Ronnie wouldn’t want to see you like this.”

At this moment, a stranger suddenly appeared. He had a sharply defined and extremely handsome face, with a slightly arrogant expression in his eyes that seemed to hold the vastness of the stars and the sea.

Above his head, a giant eagle circled and soared. It was presumably his pet. He flashed a mischievous smile, his entire body exuding a bloody aura. He looked like a warrior from the desert.

He brushed off the dust from his clothes, glanced into the distance, and saw the special Wolf King Sword on Draxel’s back.

“Hmm… it matches Valkyrie Tian Yan’s description. They must be the ones,” the stranger muttered to himself as he slowly approached.

Dragons were naturally sharp, especially sensitive to the scent of blood. At this moment, Lein sensed something unusual and began to alert the others.

“Roar! Look over there! It seems like there is an enemy!”

Safiya, being an expert archer, also sensed something. She turned to look at the stranger in the distance. Her left hand gradually reached behind her to grasp her bow and arrow, preparing to counter any attack swiftly.

Draxel looked in the same direction, but his attention wasn’t on the man. Instead, he was captivated by the giant eagle circling above. This giant eagle was extraordinarily large.

With a wingspan of six meters and standing over two meters tall, it was more fitting to call it a griffin rather than just a giant eagle.

A griffin is a mythical creature with the body and claws of a lion and the head and wings of an eagle. Because the lion is the king of the land and the eagle is the king of the sky, the griffin is considered a king-level fantasy beast.

Before Draxel could ask any questions, the stranger broke the silence.

“Hey, shorty over there, are you Draxel?”

From the tone, it was clear that the stranger wasn’t friendly and was likely looking to cause trouble for Draxel.

Thinking quickly, Draxel said, “I’m not Draxel. I’m also looking for that bastard. He’s my enemy.”

“Oh? Really? Then where did you get that sword?” the stranger asked again.

“I stole it.”

“Where did you steal it from?”

“From Draxel.”

“Such a precious sword, how did you manage to steal it so easily?”

“I’m a professional thief.”

The stranger laughed at this answer, but his laughter was particularly unsettling. After a moment, he continued, “Alright, let’s say you stole the sword. Then where did you get this dragon and this woman?”

“I stole them.”

“You stole a dragon and a woman? Are you kidding me?”

“Why not? I’m a professional thief. I also know how to abduct and charm women. As for the dragon, I’m adept at taming pets.”

[System Prompt: Your skill at lying is becoming superb. I almost believed you.]

“Hmm… Draxel, I didn’t expect you to be such a hypocrite. You’re unable even to admit who you are. You truly don’t deserve to be a Count.”

The stranger drew a battle axe from his waist, spurred his warhorse, and charged at Draxel.

The giant eagle in the sky also followed the stranger’s charge, aiming for Little Dragon Lein.

“You’re really tedious. If you recognized me all along, why waste so many words? If you want to fight, let’s fight. I’m in a bad mood anyway, and I’ll take it out on you. Safiya, be careful and protect yourself. I’ll handle him.”