Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

With a thought from Ange, a massive figure soared into the sky from outside the city. The Bone Dragon flew over and picked up their group, then spiraled into the sky to meet it.

The plunging shadow glanced at the Bone Dragon and seemed to be a bit surprised, it abandoned its dive and hovered in the air.

Getting closer, they could see clearly that the shadow was also a Bone Dragon, a beast about twenty meters long, bony skeleton exposed. Its skeletal wings were covered with a black cloth, sewn together to catch the wind.

This was a real Bone Dragon, more undead-like than Ange’s dragon, which was covered in living skin.

For differentiation, let’s temporarily name the other dragon Cloth-winged Dragon. On its back stood a petite figure in a cloak, looking down in surprise at Ange and others, until the Bone Dragon rose to her altitude.

Then she also saw Ange and Negris on the Bone Dragon’s back, and she said in surprise, “Bone Dragon? Skinned? Undead?”

After finishing speaking, she remembered something and quickly took off her hood, revealing a small, wrinkled face, adding, “Republic of Stellaris, Death Star, Auburnli, may I ask who you all are.”

“You are Auburnli?” Negris looked incredulously at the young witch. So the old crone was referring to her?

Although she had a wrinkled face, the witch clearly had the features of a young girl. She must have died when she was only about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her mind hadn’t fully developed yet.

“You have a good eye, this is indeed a Bone Dragon. I’m Nage, this is Ange. May I ask, why have you come to our territory?” Negris asked.

“Nage? That name sounds familiar, where have I heard it… “Auburnli looked up and down at Nage, asking curiously, “Are you also an undead? Why do you seem so fresh? Haven’t you been dead for long?”

Then her gaze turned to Ange. She eyed him suspiciously for a moment. She felt he was strange, yet she could not articulate what it was.

“I’m here because I discovered that my students have been frequently asking for leaves, staying out all night, and spending large sums of money. Is there some form of illicit, unclean activities going on here which is tempting my students, speak!” Auburnli starts, then suddenly shouts at the end.

Negris felt a bit puzzled, scratching his head and asking, “For example?”

“Do I have to spell it out for you? Gambling, drinking, paid companionship, and so on. If such dirty things exist here, I’ll tear this place apart.” Auburnli said sternly.

Negris finally understood why he had felt something was off. She was a discipline master, she was clearly here to catch truant students. No wonder those Stellaris Mages were so scared of the old witch that they would flee without even paying.

Hahaha, it’s just perfect timing, your student has ditched his payment, now it’s time for the teacher to pay up. Negris’s face immediately split into a smile, staring at Auburnli like she was a juicy piece of lamb.

Auburnli looked at his expression and felt a familiar feeling bubbling within her. She asked, “Your real name, isn’t it Negris, is it?”

Boom! Like a bolt from the blue, his divine name, someone has spoken his divine name!

PS: With your advice, my back is much better.