Chapter 442 - The G.o.ddess' Concession

"I hereby announce that the banquet has officially begun. Everyone, please enjoy yourselves."

After signing the treaty, King Landhar III returned to his throne. Then, a group of scantily clad maids immediately appeared in the banquet hall and began to dance.

At the same time, King Landhar III also picked up his knife and fork. That was like a signal. The people at the banquet began to eat and drink. Soon, the feast gradually came to an end.

Night fell, and the banquet ended.

The three dragons bade farewell to King Landhar III, who said, "Fafnir, tomorrow I will be preparing to expand the Dragon Knight Legion. I will do that at the Royal Academy. When the time comes, I will need you to go to the Royal Academy. At the same time, the potion you need will also be prepared for you.

"Got it. I'll be there."

Fafnir gave King Landhar III a profound look. She knew that King Landhar III had rushed to sign a treaty with her because he had already prepared a plan for the future. She did not know how far the human King had gone! What a terrifying fellow!

Fafnir had never felt the power of someone as strong as King Landhar III. The human king was like a bottomless abyss. No one knew what was in him.

"If there's nothing else, King Landhar III, we'll take our leave."

Then, Fafnir walked out with the other two dragons. They pa.s.sed by Watson and stopped.

Fafnir thought of something and stood in front of Watson. "Watson, right? I hope that you can research a potion that can improve our fertility. That is very important to the dragons. If you can do it, then I will give you rewards on behalf of the dragons, and I will even bring you to the Dragon Clan and make you one of us.

"Fafnir, you dare to poach one of my talents in front of me?" The voice of King Landhar III came from the side.

Fafnir smiled and said, "Your Majesty, does Watson belong to the Dragon Knight Legion that you want to build? It's a pity if a genius like him isn't a Dragon Knight. I sincerely hope that he can become a member of the Dragon Knight Legion."

Watson was at a loss for words, and King Landhar III was slightly stunned.

"The Dragon Knight Legion is the most elite force in the kingdom, and Watson, as the kingdom's strongest genius, is qualified to be part of them."

King Landhar III's answer made Fafnir smile. "Is that so? Then I'm relieved! I'll send a message to my compatriots in the Dragon Lair tonight, asking them to choose a dragon willing to cooperate with the Holy Dragon Kingdom. When I go to the Royal Academy, I'll lead the recruits to the Dragon Lair and let them choose the dragon they like.

"As for Watson, well, as the kingdom's number one genius, an ordinary dragon is definitely not worthy of his status. Tomorrow, I will choose a dragon for him and let him become the most powerful Dragon Knight in the kingdom's history."

Fafnir patted Watson's shoulder, turned around, and left with her two subordinates.

Watson looked at his shoulder. Feeling the residual heat, he frowned slightly. He felt like things had become very troublesome for him.

"Your Majesty, I think we should forget about Fafnir's request. I have no intention of becoming a Dragon Knight."

"Fafnir has already made her intentions clear. We can't disrespect her. You should agree to her conditions and become a Dragon Knight. I want to see what kind of dragon Fafnir will choose for you."

King Landhar III also had a profound look on his face.

"Your Majesty, I—"

"Alright, Watson, the banquet is over. There's nothing more for me to do here! Next, you should think about what kind of potion to give to Fafnir. Or you can take a walk in the palace with Kiana to gain some inspiration."

"I appreciate your kindness, but it's very late, and I'm a little tired. I'd better go back and rest."

"Watson, did you think that was a request? It was an order. If you don't take a walk with Kiana for an hour, you're not allowed to leave."

"No way!"

Despite Watson's wail, King Landhar III seemed to be in a good mood. He turned around and strode away, leaving a depressed Watson behind.

"Watson, what's wrong? Are you unhappy about taking a walk and chatting with Kiana?" Just as King Landhar III left, the Third Prince walked to Watson's side and put his hand on his shoulder.

"No, I'm not unhappy."

Since it was the prince who spoke, Watson could only respond politely.

"Really?" The Third Prince had a look of disbelief on his face, and the corners of his mouth rose. "If you're not unhappy, then you can chat with me after your walk with Kiana. You won't have any objections, right?"

"I—"

The corners of Watson's mouth twitched. At that moment, the three princes arrived in front of Watson. The First Prince was the first to speak. "Third Brother, can't you see that Watson doesn't look too well? At a time like this, you should not force him to accompany you on a walk. "

As expected of the First Prince, an older person was indeed more understanding. Watson had just thought of that when he heard the First Prince say, "So Third Brother, it's better if you don't chat with Watson. I'll do it for you here! Watson, I can see that the Dragon Clan is very interested in you, and I'm interested in the Dragon Clan. Let's discuss it properly later."

"Eldest Brother, I'm the same as Third Brother. I also want to chat with Watson. You can't be the only one who can talk to Watson, right? I know quite a bit about potions. Father a.s.signed Watson the task of developing a potion in a single day. The mission is not easy to complete. Perhaps I can help Watson."

The Second Prince's gaze met with the First Prince's, and sparks flew as their eyes sparkled at the same time.

The First Prince wanted to chat with Watson because he wanted to rope in those from the dragon race, and the dragon race had high hopes for Watson. Before they could rope in the dragon race, they had to build a good relations.h.i.+p with Watson. The Second Prince wanted to discuss with Watson because he thought he would have a share of the credit if Watson could successfully create the potion. His father might think highly of him then.

Both of them were thinking about how to use Watson. Only the Third Prince laughed and said, "Eldest Brother, Second Brother, you don't have to argue. Watson has won the compet.i.tion, and he has the right to inherit the throne, just like us. He's like our brother! Since we all want to chat with him, we might as well let him stay in the palace. That way, Kiana can spend more time with him."

"Yes, Third Brother, that is a good idea."

Kiana hopped toward them from afar. When she came to Watson's side, she took his hand and turned her head to her brothers. "What do you think, Eldest Brother, Second Brother?"

"Not bad."

"As expected of Third Brother. Even I can't think of such a good idea."

The two princes praised their younger brother, but the way they looked at Watson changed. They had forgotten that Watson also had the right to inherit the throne. It would be funny if they fought but let Watson become the King. In terms of pure ability, they were not as good as Watson. If they wanted to become king, they could only use Watson and suppress him at the same time.

While the two princes were deep in thought, Sidi came in front of Watson with a gla.s.s of red wine, revealing a smug face. "Watson, if you can't think of how to make a potion to increase fertility, you can come and ask me. As the G.o.ddess who controls potions, no one knows more about the making of potions than me! As long as you beg me and make me a divine artifact similar to the throne that King Landhar III sat on, I will help you. How about it?"

"No need."

"Watson, are you sure you don't want my help? The conditions might be too harsh for you. I don't need you to beg me, you just have to make me a divine artifact."

"I don't need your help."

"Other than helping you complete King Landhar III's mission, I'll give you some other benefits too. Hey, I haven't finished my words. Can't I have half a divine artifact? Don't walk away from me!"

"Watson, don't be so heartless. After all, I'm your companion now. What's wrong with forging a weapon for me? Did my bad att.i.tude make you angry? I'll apologize to you. Don't force me. I'm a G.o.ddess. If you don't respect me and force my hands, you won't have a good ending."

Watson was utterly unmoved by Sidi's threat. He even felt like laughing.

Glancing at Sidi, he asked expressionlessly, "Oh? Force your hands? What can you do to me? I don't have to be polite to you."

Sidi's expression changed a few times. Then, she grabbed Watson's hand and placed it on her chest. "Watson, this body is perfect. I'll let you touch my chest! Many humans had a lifelong desire to touch a G.o.ddess. You should be grateful. In return, don't refuse my request. I can even let you touch me with both hands. That is the greatest concession I can make. "

Watson was speechless.

He frowned, but he could not be bothered with Sidi. Watson turned around and walked out of the palace. Sidi had a wine gla.s.s in one hand and held onto him with the other. The ap.r.o.n-wearing high-ranking official nearby smiled when he saw that.

"The King asked me to cook food here. He even ordered me to cook a platinum-tier magical beast, but I had wanted to refuse! However, it was worth it to see a side of Young Master Watson that no one knows about. I believe that when the Severed Fingers Gang members find out about that, they will definitely die of envy.. In order to let Young Master Watson spend a pleasant night in the palace, it seems like I will have to cook more supper to prevent Young Master Watson from starving."