บท 162: Chapter 161 Confrontation

Atop the sloping Arrow Tower, Lord Medikalun still sat squatting as before, but his head was drooping, clearly in low spirits.

The pain in the back of his thigh made it hard for him to rouse his spirits, and the posture he once held was merely the pride of being a Bipedal Flying Dragon, which forced him to hold on.

Now that Russell had pointed it out, he had shed his disguise.

As for Russell, with his hands cushioning the back of his head, he lay on the slope, gazing up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, watching the few wisps of clouds slowly transform.

His entire demeanor was very relaxed.

However, his mind was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Visiting Lord Medikalun and pointing out the risks lurking in Lord Medikalun's condition was not an act of pure kindness—of course, there was indeed a factor of kindness, as his grandfather had gifted him a Little Sprite, and to show his gratitude, he thought of treating the dragon.