I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 413: Overcast with Sorrow

Arthur looked at the cave. Well, due to the Dragon race’s habit of hiding treasures, caves were usually dug deep into the mountain, and his was no exception.

For safety, Arthur relied on his strong power to drive away a bunch of rivals, specifically claiming this highest mountain range. The cave was right in the middle of the highest peak...

While the little one hadn’t woken up yet, Arthur flew back and forth and began to clean up.

He pulled out several storage bracelets and belts looted from his own kind, putting the gold coins, gems, rare spiritual plants, holy artifacts, and quasi-divine artifacts into them.

Rummaging until the end, even he didn’t remember that there were many high-level potions looted from some unlucky alchemist who passed by. He had drunk a lot of them as soft drinks, and the rest waited for Eric to wake up; he would give Eric whatever he liked.

Arthur thought smugly while cleaning: the treasures he had saved for hundreds of years were not in vain; now he could give them all to his partner.

Changing his old habits, he specially flew to the top of the cave. A silent ’Breaker’ spell quickly smashed a large hole, and sunlight immediately poured into the damp cave from above.

Without glass, Arthur cast an invisible shield at the broken opening to block the wind and rain, making a simple window.

The Dragon race was covered in scales, so he didn’t keep many animal skins. The only one spread under Eric was kept by Arthur because he thought the color was nice.

To make Eric more comfortable, he flew out to find a log, fashioned it into the shape of a wooden bed, polished the surface, and moved it into the cave.

He didn’t know how to make wool mattresses or weave grass mats, so he had to catch a few flying magic beasts passing by, pluck the softest feathers from them, and spread them on the bed. Then he lifted the fur skin along with Eric and placed them on the wooden bed he had carefully made.

After cleaning everything up, Arthur sat down next to Eric, smiling foolishly, staring at the face he missed day and night, starting to fantasize about their future life.

There were many delicious magic beasts on Dragon Island. He could catch different ones for Eric to eat every day, trying to raise him to be white and chubby.

The beastman tribe was truly useless, making Eric’s body so weak, Arthur thought disdainfully.

The more he thought, the sweeter it felt. Arthur’s eyes were gentle as he leaned down and lightly kissed the center of the other’s forehead. Just such a movement made his heart beat as if it were about to jump out of his body.

It was so good. He had finally brought this little one back to his nest. From now on, this was his partner.

While Arthur was thinking this, Eric moved uneasily on the bed, the scale-shaped pattern between his eyebrows flickering in and out of view.

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"Eric..."

Max’s whole body was burning hot. He had no wounds on his body, yet he wasn’t recovering as fast as Galvin, who was more heavily injured.

Luci occasionally wiped away tears, trying to stay clear-headed as she wiped her son’s face with a wet towel, but no matter what, the sweat just wouldn’t stop.

"Get better quickly. Eric is still waiting for you to save him. Joseph said your injuries aren’t as serious as Galvin’s; it’s because the shock to your heart was too great." Luci stood by the edge of the heated bed, muttering as usual.

"Alright, stop crying. What use is crying?" Anna frowned and walked in, snatching the basin from her hands without a word: "Go back and sleep for a while. If this goes on, you’ll be bedridden too."

Lacking the energy to bicker with her nemesis, Luci said listlessly, "In this situation, how can I sleep?"

Anna rolled her eyes and pointed her towards the small yellow figure:

"If you won’t sleep, you should at least think of him. He’s closest to you, and he’s just a cub. You have to let him rest well too."

Luci woke from her grief and looked towards the lonely little yellow figure in the yard.

Ever since Eric was taken, Leo had neither slept nor rested, nor eaten properly, lying here for several days.

Before, he loved going to the riverside to play with Gray the most. Now, Gray worriedly circled around him every day, but Leo ignored him.

Flower, Tullte, Robin, and the other cubs took turns visiting him every day, stuffing him with some wild fruits, so he hadn’t starved to death. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

But there was one thing: Leo refused to leave this half-destroyed yard no matter what was said. Everyone couldn’t bear to force him, so they could only let him lie here.

Fortunately, the weather was very good now, so there was no worry about the cub getting cold.

But not resting forever wasn’t a long-term plan.

Luci was immersed in grief, plus she had to take care of the suddenly feverish Max, so she hadn’t had time to comfort Leo.

She tried to stay alert, wiped the corners of her eyes, walked to Leo’s side, and forced a kind smile:

"Leo, let’s go. Come home and sleep with Auntie Luci. Don’t you want to go find your brother anymore? If you don’t sleep, you’ll get sick. If your brother sees you sick, he’ll definitely be very angry. You don’t want him to be angry, right?"

Saying this, she gently stroked the fur on Leo’s back, her heart aching uncontrollably.

During this time, Eric had raised Leo very well. Every day Leo was clean, his fur sleek, and his body had grown quite a bit.

In just a few days, the little guy’s fur had become dry and matted. aside from eating a few wild fruits, he hadn’t eaten or drunk properly, and he had gotten thinner.

Luci picked him up with a heavy heart.

Leo silently buried his head in her arms: "I hate Arthur."

Anna shook her head, turned around to change to a fresh basin of water, and went into the house to wipe Max’s face.

The Dwarves were outside rebuilding the courtyard walls. Jessica took advantage of the cafeteria not being too busy to make a large wooden gate.

Although Eric wasn’t there, the tribe still had to operate normally. Everyone’s mood was bleak, but those who needed to work worked, and the factory operated as usual.

Sam still hadn’t learned how to make small sponge cakes, only managing to learn how to make whipped cream and butter. Eric had said the day before yesterday that he would teach him how to make cheese, but now that had all vanished like smoke.

The human slaves at the breeding farm and cotton fields were all in a panic. They liked this young, gentle, and kind patriarch very much. Moreover, he had said that in a few years, he would exempt them from their slave status.

Now that the patriarch had been taken, they didn’t know if they could still escape their slave status.

Especially the slaves in charge of planting cotton; there were a few humans hiding among them, leading the beastmen to look at them with extremely cold eyes these past few days - they were suffering collateral damage.

The situation for those in the cowshed and the dairy processing plant was a bit better. After all, Gas was there. He was a decent leader and didn’t panic at this time, leading the others to work even harder, so the beastmen couldn’t say much.

Furthermore, the chewy yogurt they made was indeed delicious and had comforted the cubs a lot. Just for this, the beastmen wouldn’t treat them too harshly.