This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist

Chapter 262 I'm a Pokémon on Dragon Island

The dirt was nothing compared to what was coming. When Nivalis finished distributing the gifts, the conversation outside was getting more and more dangerous.

Nivalis: "Ah, you're talking about the dragon dung at the auction house?"

Nivalis: "I forced her to sell it! Yes, I threatened her with death! My dream is to have my dragon dung sold all over Lania Kaia."

Nivalis: "What for? Of course, it's to report back to you all!"

Rita felt as though there were needles under her, and she squirmed uneasily, almost having the impulse to rush out and cover Nivalis' mouth.

Nivalis: "You see, I can only sell dragon dung if I'm doing well! If I run into danger, wouldn't the auction house just end up with my dragon blood and dragon scales?!"

"Oh? Then why aren't you selling them recently?"—This was Elder Dragon Snow Pile's voice.

"Uh... well..."

"Is it because you can't squeeze it out, or you don't want to report back?"

Rita silently rummaged through her game backpack and pulled out the best set of gear she had, putting it on. She also sliced some defensive dishes into small pieces and tucked them into her magic-using dentures, making sure she could eat them at any time.

Elder dragons sure were strict...

Luckily, these dragons who had lived for countless years were very mature, and their emotions were stable. Maybe they were just teasing Nivalis. This topic was quickly brushed aside.

Rita, feeling bored from the wait, took out the crafting recipe for Spring Not Late and started reading it.

A single Spring Not Late required over 300 types of potions and metals. Even if every step went smoothly, it would take about a month to make, but with practice, one could craft multiple at once.

The appearance of the Bloodline Shackles made Rita uneasy, but also sparked some curiosity. She had already used her Food God skill on Rick. By rights, if anyone had malicious intent towards her, their first target would be Rick. Even if they tried to harm both her and Rick at once, Rick would draw all the malicious attention...

Unless the person was as resolute as Nivalis, unaffected by skill redirects.

Or... perhaps this malice came from Rick himself.

"Rita, Rita!"

Rita was interrupted from her thoughts as Nivalis flew in. "What's up?"

Nivalis said, "North Year asked me to come call you for dinner."

Rita immediately stood up, adjusting her outfit as she followed Nivalis outside. "Is it just Holy Cup, North Year, and Snow Pile who are here?"

"Yes, it's like a family dinner." Nivalis said, "Don't worry, dragons often bring their contract partners here as guests. As long as it's an equal contract, the elder dragons and seniors won't mind."

[Ding — Consuming S-rank Coconut Peach, crit rate +15%]

[Ding — Consuming S-rank Vine Leaf, hit rate +50%]

[Ding — Consuming S-rank Blood Dragon Pear, spirit resistance +200]

[Ding — Consuming S-rank Starquake Grapefruit, spell-casting range +50%]

[Ding — Consuming SS-rank Gray Coconut, spell-casting time reduced by 8%]

[Ding — Consuming...]

As she finished one fruit, Nivalis would immediately hand her another, showing strong "ownership" of the situation.

Rita, while eating, had only one thought in her mind: I'm a Pokémon on Dragon Island.

She had once joked that each generation had its own Pokémon, and now it turned out that she was the Pokémon...

It wasn't until everyone had quietly finished the fruits that Nivalis pointed to a set of mahjong in the corner and asked Snow Pile, "Elder, have you ever seen these types of bone tiles in Lania Kaia? These tiles have the symbols of the oak owl and moon fox on them. What are they exactly?"

Snow Pile looked at Rita and said in a deep voice, "How many of them have you collected?"

Rita was both surprised and unsurprised. She didn't take out the bone tiles she had collected, but she didn't lie either. She answered truthfully, "Five."

Nivalis immediately jumped up and ran between Holy Cup and North Year, causing a ruckus. "Do you have any at home? Do you have any? I want them! Give them to me~!"

Rita: !!!

Just kill me already!

Rita sucked in a sharp breath, nearly dying from Nivalis' antics. She almost jumped up on the spot. "Nivalis—! No, no, no! Seniors, we didn't mean it!" Was there anyone who could help her explain herself?

Nivalis: "Of course we want them! We want them! I want them!"

Rita's hand was almost making a blur as she waved it frantically. "We really didn't mean it!" This wasn't what she had taught her!

Nivalis: "Yes, yes, North Year, North Year~ do you have any? We've been collecting for so long, and we've only got five! Holy Cup, Snow Pile, you guys say something!"

Rita looked up at the three towering dragons—Level 150, 150, and 180...

Her heart, which had been hanging since entering Dragon Island, finally just died.

Her lips twisted into a painful frown, her face wrinkled up in distress, looking as though she'd rather be anywhere else. If her fans saw this expression before she quit the fandom, they'd definitely use it to attack her in the future.