I created the Bureau of Anomaly Control

After several twists and turns, Mann's dragon-slaying team had almost all the members it needed: Mann and Helmet Girl, who could fight the dragon head-on; You Yue and Serri, who were skilled in stealth and tracking; and Yan, who knew all sorts of practical little spells.

And as Mann had expected, You Yue did indeed possess the ability to track dragons. As someone with dragon blood flowing through her veins, she could directly sense the location of pure-blooded dragons, which was an almost innate ability of dragons.

Dragons were once a powerful race, and it was precisely because their bloodlines were interconnected that they possessed a unity etched in their blood, unlike the fragile races of humans, elves, dwarves, and so on.

Although there was hatred, conflict, and bloodthirsty fighting among them, there had never been any wars, unlike humans, elves, and dwarves, who were prone to mutual slaughter and self-destruction.

This was not because dragons had a higher moral standing; it was simply that their various biological characteristics made such internal self-destruction almost logically impossible.

Mutual perception made concealment, lies, and deception among dragons slightly more difficult than among other races. Any killing was likely to attract retaliation from other dragons, so there was almost no clandestine murder among them.

There were only sacred duels.

This was also why the Pathfinder had not worried about the dragons' revenge, because in his impression, dragons possessed extremely crazy arrogance, and even if they retaliated, they would only come to fight him head-on.

And in a head-on fight, he was invincible.

"How far are we from it?" Yan asked, struggling to get through the bushes.

It had been more than a month since they formed this professional dragon-slaying team. During this time, they had been following You Yue around. When the distance was far, it was fine, at least Mann was flying them, but when the distance to the dragon became close enough, they had to walk.

You Yue, who was walking in the front, strode swiftly:

"If I could tell you the exact time, it would have been found long ago. This dragon's movements cannot be predicted based on its habits at all. It often suddenly changes its position."

In fact, the boy understood this, but these days of trekking had worn away his patience, making him unable to see everything he encountered as he usually would.

Or perhaps the humiliating experience of being forced to get involved in danger and beg for help had made him increasingly impatient.

The others were particularly patient. Even Mann was not in a hurry. Although he was eager to find the dragon and rescue the princess to cure his sister's illness, he knew very well that being anxious was useless.

You Yue was already the best dragon tracker they could find, and professional matters should naturally be handled by professionals. He didn't think he had the ability to interfere in other people's work.

But Yan couldn't help but ask:

"Why does this guy fly away every time we get close to it? Can it also sense you having dragon blood?"

You Yue sighed and, after a few seconds of silence, replied:

"No, the bloodlines of us sub-dragons are as weak as moonlight reflected by sand, while the bloodlines of true dragons are as hot as the sun in our eyes. Therefore, dragons cannot notice our existence. And all of us dragon-blooded possess the ability to track dragons."

"It is also for this reason that dragon-blooded do not have the ability to perceive each other. Perhaps there are dozens of teams like us tracking it right now."

Seeing her tone becoming more and more impatient, Yan finally wisely shut his mouth.

He did not show any emotion towards You Yue, but dissatisfaction was still suppressed and accumulated in his heart, like a forbidden spell that was constantly accumulating energy, ready to reveal its terrifying power at any time.

Helmet Girl confidently interjected:

"It doesn't matter how many teams are tracking the dragon now, because what's important is not finding it, but successfully rescuing the princess from its clutches."

The group climbed over a mound, and suddenly a lake like a sapphire inlaid on the ground appeared before them.

And when they stepped into the land twenty meters before the lake, the originally calm and smooth surface of the lake began to churn as if something was stirring it, and a strange vortex formed in the center.

Seeing this scene, Mann immediately raised his hand to stop the others from advancing and used magic to create a defensive shield around them that could resist attacks.

In the pre-Lama era, any abnormality could hide terrifying magic powerful enough to destroy a kingdom.

In the vortex, a slender figure slowly emerged from the water.

She had a body of light green and sky blue intertwined, the two colors blending and muddling on her skin like ink, evenly dividing her body in a harmonious way.

But even more striking were her four slender and fragile arms, and her four insect-like eyes, the mouths on her navel and face, and the two pairs of feather-like pointed ears.

It was as if two independent beings had been fused together like clay.

Like a delicate masterpiece by a master.