Chapter 35: Finding a New Tool
Just as Matthew left the laboratory, a silver figure leaped into his arms with a cheerful "Yah!"
Yaya comfortably nestled into position, her slender tail swaying back and forth, her big, adorable eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Daddy, what is that? It looks like there are a lot of shiny things..."
Ah, typical of most dragons—they love shiny objects...
"That's the lab. Right now, it's just for brewing potions. It's small for now, but in the future, I'll expand it and add more functions."
Matthew explained truthfully to Yaya, worried that the little one might sneak in and cause havoc.
At 500 gold coins per set, he had to work for over ten days to earn that back. It couldn't be carelessly "spent."
Yaya's eyes twinkled, and she slightly opened her mouth, letting out a soft "Yah-yah," before adjusting her tone, adding a subtle hint of oriental charm:
"Yah...yah..."
Matthew widened his eyes in surprise and happily patted her head, praising her:
"That's right, Yaya! You can say your name now! You're so smart."
Yaya giggled at the compliment, shaking her little head before awkwardly saying:
"Rebecca...taught...me..."
With the image of a mischievous face flashing in his mind, Matthew smiled knowingly, patting Yaya's head, and with a tempting tone, he asked:
"So, do you want Rebecca to play with you often?"
Yaya's eyes lit up instantly, and she eagerly nodded. Matthew smiled knowingly:
"Then I'll give Rebecca some tasks, so she can spend more time with you. It will also help her as a druid."
Innocent Yaya nodded without hesitation, unknowingly dragging Rebecca into the plan.
As expected, Matthew wrote out a hiring notice and handed it to Yaya, playfully suggesting:
"But you both have a shared task: every day, you have to eat all kinds of food that help you grow strong."
Yaya didn't care about the last part, happily clutching the parchment and flapping her wings as she fluttered around the room, clearly thrilled.
Tonight promised to be extraordinary.
Over the next few days, everyone in Bay Village was kept busy.
Waking up early to eat, they quickly got to work under the supervision of Village Chief Field.
They worked hard until noon, enjoying hearty lunches provided for them.
After working another afternoon, they returned home with the copper coins they'd earned.
Though the wages weren't much, the promise of a good meal and contributing to the village made everyone's spirits improve.
Of course, amidst their work, their curiosity often turned towards the bustling military camp.
Seeing the soldiers engage in "simple" drills every day and enjoy plentiful meals of fish and meat made many of the villagers eager for the same life.
Everyone wanted to eat meat!
A few days ago, Chief Field had been tight-lipped, but eventually, the villagers wore him down, and he let slip some hints over drinks.
The very next morning...
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Sorcery Monarch
Science FictionCrossing into Netheril, becoming a small lord. Nurturing a Time Whelp, developing arcane magic, and transforming technology. Absorbing populations from various races such as humans, dwarves, elves, halflings, drow, tieflings, and the magicborn, to...