NABC Chapter 69 Lack of Martial Morality
Chapter 69 Lack of Martial Morality
In the dormitory, the cat excitedly burrowed around under the thick blanket, having completely forgotten when it was the last time it had covered itself with a blanket.
Chen Yan sat at the small wooden table, idly fiddling with a miniature dragon made of dragon scales.
The miniature dragon is riding on a charming little doll that looks like Chen Yan, and on the doll's shoulder is a little cat-like feline made of cat fur.
"It's better for the three of us to live a good life... Why bother with some gnats..."
Chen Yan was extremely depressed.
The cat, who was rolling around on the bed, suddenly perked up its ears. It heard familiar footsteps, sniffed with its wet little nose, and smelled the aroma of food.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, Harley shoved the door open with her butt and staggered in, backing away.
"Quick, quick...get out of the way! I'm not responsible if you get burned!"
Although she entered the room with her back to her, she was very familiar with Chen Yan's room. With a few skillful blindfolds, she dodged the tables and chairs, turned around, put the freshly roasted mushroom pig on the table, and blew cold air on her fingers.
"Who told you to be in such a hurry? You picked it up and ran off before letting it cool for a while."
Naomi, who followed her into the room, flicked the forehead of the impatient Harley, and glanced around the room. Her gaze lingered on the thick blankets piled on the bed, and then on Chen Yan's listless back.
She took out several bottles of fruit wine from her backpack.
"The head chef didn't know that Xialong had left. When he saw that I didn't come to pick up the roast pig today, he specially arranged for the kitchen helpers to deliver it. The mushroom pork tasted pretty good. I shared some with the kitchen helpers. The rest, you guys are lucky."
She pulled over a cushion and sat down on the floor, kicked away Harley who was trying to come closer, and reached out to pull Chen Yan to sit down next to her.
"What's wrong, Mr. Big Eater? I noticed you only drank a few sips of soup at dinner tonight. Have you run out of money again and can't afford to eat, or are you missing a certain dragon and can't eat?"
Before Chen Yan could even speak, Naomi, who was teasing him, stuffed a fragrant piece of roasted pork into his mouth. It was fatty but not greasy, and melted in his mouth. It seemed that the head chef's skills had improved again.
"Alright, it's not like Xialong isn't coming back, what's there to be sad about?"
She handed a plate of sliced pork to Chen Yan, while she leisurely munched on an apple, casually flicking two apple seeds that accurately hit Flower Cat and Harley, who were fighting over the grilled pork tenderloin, on the forehead.
Seeing that Chen Yan, who was usually very talkative, was just eating meat in silence, Naomi smiled slightly, moved her body slightly, leaned close to his ear, tilted her head towards Chen Yan, and spoke in a barely audible voice in his ear.
"If you really can't sleep tonight..."
Both the person and the cat pricked up their ears at the same time, forgetting even about grabbing the best pork tenderloin.
Flower Cat is an Articuno that can hear the faintest sounds from several meters away. Harley is a master of wilderness survival that can accurately hear the female mosquitoes mixed in with the buzzing of a swarm of male mosquitoes.
Even if Naomi's voice were ten times quieter, she and Flower Cat could still hear it clearly.
The person and the cat exchanged a secret glance, then looked at the handsome man and beautiful woman whispering in each other's ears with an ambiguous look.
"Could it be...?"
Just as the two, one human and one cat, were lost in their fantasies, they heard Naomi's next words.
"If you can't sleep, go and tidy up the log warehouse."
"The last attempt to intercept the Lavasioth failed, and many of the artillery and ballistae we laid were ruined. We're also running low on bolts, and the other lumber warehouses are almost empty. The newly felled timber isn't even fully dried yet, so we can only take a batch of logs from there to tide us over..."
Disappointed, the man and the cat lowered their ears and resumed their fight over the pork tenderloin.
Naomi rolled her eyes at the two clowns opposite her, gripped the wine bottle, flicked the cork off with her thumb, and handed a bottle of fruit wine to Chen Yan.
"It's windy at night, let's have some wine to warm ourselves up..."
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Late at night, the cat perched on Chen Yan's shoulder wrapped its black and white fur coat tightly around itself, looking expectantly at the log warehouse.
It didn't want to come at first, but after being persuaded by Naomi that the Xialong might have left some treasure, Flower Cat became more enthusiastic than anyone else upon hearing about the treasure. As soon as the dinner ended, it couldn't wait to drag Chen Yan out the door.
At Flower Cat's insistence, they entered the log warehouse, but instead of going to the Chameleon's lair, they wandered around until they reached the edge of a secluded thicket behind the warehouse.
"Are you sure the toilet is right here? How come it doesn't smell at all?"
Faced with the peeking cat, Chen Yan silently lifted the turf, and a strong smell of feces hit the cat, causing it to look up and tear up.
It gritted its teeth, wiped away its tears, brandished its pitchfork, and was about to jump into the sea of dung to dig for treasure without hesitation.
"Flower Cat, are you serious?"
Chen Yan quickly hugged its waist, but the cat only gently patted his hands, its gaze filled with a firmness Chen Yan had never seen before.
Hua Miao took one last deep breath and plunged headfirst into the water without hesitation.
With a "plop," most of its body plunged into the sea of dung.
"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub; there's no gain without pain..."
The cat waded through the sea of dung, picking up one clump after another to examine it closely.
"I've heard that the Chameleon is the Elder Dragon species most capable of condensing gems, even large gems, within its body. It might expel some of these gems when it eats, drinks, or defecates."
"If I'm lucky enough to find one, we could probably fast-forward straight to retirement... It's a deal, if I really find one, I'll give you nine out of ten!"
Flower Cat brandished its pitchfork, determined to thoroughly examine Xia Long's dung.
Chen Yan was about to vomit from watching the clumps of excrement rise and fall, while the cat, deeply immersed in the dung, was completely focused, as if it were a garden rather than a sea of excrement beneath it. It kept one eye on what was flying up and the other on what was below.
It has to be said that its busy silhouette is quite dashing.
This was the first time Chen Yan had ever admired Hua Miao so much.
"Hua Miao, if you really find the precious jade or the great precious jade, you don't need to share it with me. You can keep it for your retirement."
Flower Cat smiled disdainfully and sped up.
"Human, you will regret this."
Chen Yan covered his nose and returned to the Xialong's nest.
Stepping inside, Chen Yan was slightly stunned by the shabby environment. Logs were piled up haphazardly, barely forming a nest. Looking up through the gaps, he could even see the stars and the moon in the sky.
Chen Yan stood at the door, stroking a round log with old marks left by Xia Long when it came in and out.
I've slept here so many times before, how come I only just realized how shabby this place is?
"Perhaps it's because he's always sleeping under the wings of the Chameleon..."
Before he could feel sad, he heard the sound of wings flapping overhead, and from the increasingly loud noise, it was clear that they were coming for him.
Chen Yan gripped the hilt of his sword, stepped out of the Xialong's lair, and looked up. Tonight, there were few clouds in the sky, and the moon was very round and large, so not only did he see the familiar Pink Rathian, but the Pink Rathian also saw the familiar him.
"Great, another punching bag to relieve stress has been delivered to my door."
Chen Yan beckoned to the Pink Rathian, and the Pink Rathian indeed began to fly downwards.
But as it flew, it suddenly stopped, because two faster figures flew out from its left and right.
Their massive bodies landed with perfect grace, barely causing a ripple.
A massive Azure Rathalos and an even larger Pink Rathalos were glaring menacingly at Chen Yan, who remained frozen in place, still waving.
Their pheromones flooded Chen Yan's nasal cavity, and Chen Yan was surprised to find that they were 90% similar to the little Sakura Fire Dragon in the sky.
The truth is self-evident.
"If you can't beat them, you call your parents? That's not very civilized..."