CHAPTER 408: CHAPTER 50: THE VEIL OF WIND AND LIGHT

"So, the nine major planes never received the revelations of the gods... Is it possible that those prophecies and warnings were completely forgotten over time?"

Reverie said this as she gently blinked and looked in the direction of her daughter, Satan Ye. Then she turned back to Yila and said, "However, those prophecies were instead sung about on Dragon Island."

In fact, they were even written into the textbooks and became an important lesson for the young dragons’ enlightenment.

"Is that so? Hmm, indeed..."

Yila recalled when he had slept on the giant cat with Satan Ye... In her dreams, there was indeed a dragon that looked like a teacher, instructing some young dragons.

Cat Car... Hmm, the number of Cat Cars in the Demon King Territory had already reached around ten. If resources weren’t still so scarce, Yila would even consider raising a thousand Cat Cars... That’s just a thousand little fish snacks a day.

Moreover, he could rent them out to other countries, and he wouldn’t even have to provide the little fish snacks himself.

"But actually, I’ve already forgotten what the specific calamity was named."

Reverie said this. Because of her previous conversation with Satan Ye, she found it a bit difficult to look directly at these two. However, even though she was a mother, she didn’t feel she had the right to say anything extra.

Thus, this young and beautiful Silver Dragon mother chose to talk about something related to the current situation to distract herself. She continued, "I’ll go find the textbook. I should have it here in my room... It should be quick to find."

As Reverie spoke, Yila and Satan Ye, both squinting, stared at this room, which was filled... or rather, piled halfway up with treasure.

Gold coins, gold bars... and large denominations that were rarely used in the Main Plane and almost forgotten — crystal coins.

These coins covered the entire floor densely... and in the corners were similarly luxurious items like pendants, crowns, and necklaces.

It made one doubt if it was even possible to find a book in such a room.

"Does anyone else have the book? Or does anyone else remember it clearly?"

In response to Yila’s inquiry, Reverie also looked troubled at her room and said, "Everyone should have it, I suppose, but I’m too lazy to find it from others... You two can wait a bit and spend some time playing in the Dragon Realm."

Yila didn’t particularly think there was anything fun in the Dragon Realm, but he looked over at Satan Ye... and found she seemed quite interested in the Dragon Realm, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

For some reason, after Yila agreed, Reverie breathed a sigh of relief... She genuinely wanted to invite the two to play in the Dragon Realm to somewhat make up for her relationship with her daughter and her relationship with her son-in-law.

But she didn’t know how to face these two... Reverie felt she owed Satan Ye, which was easy to understand; however, her feelings toward Yila were much more complicated.

On the one hand, he had indeed killed her husband, but on the other hand, he had pulled her daughter back from the brink of nightmares... Moreover, what he did made it hard for one to harbor ill will.

*You could even describe it as "hard to resist."*

"That’s great. Now you can wander around the Dragon Realm, enjoy flying, or catch some fish to roast and eat..."

Reverie clapped her hands together as she said this, looked around her treasure-filled room, and then turned back to the two of them, "I will definitely find it within half a day."

It sounded a bit far-fetched, and... really, it would have been easier to ask another dragon.

Yila thought this, but he still nodded helplessly and said, "Got it. We’ll wander around first and come find you again in the afternoon... does that work?"

"Sure, sure~"

In the muffled voice of Reverie, who was digging through everything, Satan Ye and Yila exchanged a smile, and then they said goodbye to her mother, "Mom~ See you in the afternoon~"

"Okay, okay~"

"..."

"Yila sir..."

Satan Ye said this, unfolding the wings folded behind her back slowly. She reached out a hand to Yila to invite him, saying, "Fly with me for a while? Going to the sea over there, being free, would definitely be relaxing..."

In response, Yila shrugged indifferently, but he did not take Satan Ye’s hand... doing so would make him feel like a pedophile. Instead, he simply patted her hand, producing a "slap" sound.

Just like an ordinary high five.

"First Wing Pillar·Crimson Dragon·Wing Spread"

In Yila’s voice, crimson wings appeared behind him. He watched as Satan Ye took off first, and he simply flapped his wings to follow, flying towards the sea.

Then, Yila quickly caught up with Satan Ye.

"You say ’free,’ but you can also fly like this on the Main Plane, can’t you?"

Yila said this, recalling, and then simply maneuvered from Satan Ye’s left to her right, "In fact, we have flown like this many times... like when we went to the Beastman Country?"

Indeed, Satan Ye naturally remembered. Not just to the Beastman Country, but previously... almost every adventure started with a long flight.

They stayed in caves during the journey and even ate bears.

"Mmhmm~ I know, but..."

Satan Ye watched as Yila skillfully maneuvered through the air. She tried a beautiful dive... but almost couldn’t pull up. She laughed awkwardly while saying, "But the wind in the Dragon Realm... seems especially different."

"..."

The wind?

Yila thought this as he felt the wind blowing past his face... If there was anything special about it, the wind in the Dragon Realm was indeed abundant. It wasn’t about being "strong" but being "plentiful," meaning wind was omnipresent.

Here, it seemed that wind blew every moment... and it was distinctly different from the wind caused by high-speed movement.

Indeed, it was very comfortable, but it didn’t seem much more comfortable than lying on the grass and feeling the wind.

"No, no, Mister Yila... don’t actively fly~"

Satan Ye said this, her bloodline instinct guiding her on how to follow the guidance of the sky, but she realized Yila didn’t understand. She was moving forward effortlessly, barely flapping her wings.

"Like this..."

"..."

Watching Satan Ye close her eyes, Yila had no idea what she meant... Was she supposed to fly with the wind? But they were flying against the wind now, weren’t they? Or did she not mean "with the wind" in a physical sense?

As Yila frowned, Satan Ye opened her eyes, blinked, and took Yila’s hand, tilting their flying posture in one direction.

And then...

Yila felt it... a peculiar wind, gently blowing.

It kept the turbulent airflow from high-speed flight outside.

...

"Feels nice, right?"

Satan Ye said this with a smile, maintaining her flying posture with her hands on her hips. She seemed very proud, as the morning sunlight shone on her body, finally able to teach Yila something.

The wind accompanied the light, as if draping a layer of golden gauze over Satan Ye’s crimson form.