Chapter 162 Origin Dragon's Breath

Russell didn't know what kind of melodramatic conflict existed between his grandfather and Lord Medikalun, nor did he care.

Now that he had his grandfather's permission, he no longer hesitated.

He reached into his pocket, took out three Ice Pellet Pearls, and clenched them tight in his palm, before drawing his Green Ceramic Sword.

"Grandfather, I'll give it my best shot," he said.

"Russell, be careful. If it's not going well, stop!" Mel couldn't bear the thought; he didn't believe Russell was capable of healing Lord Medikalun's wounds.

But since his grandfather and Lord Medikalun were in a bad mood, he wasn't in a position to decide and could only caution Russell not to overdo it.

"I have experience," Russell assured him.

"Hmm?"

"A half Ghost Beast once appeared on my territory. I healed it, then made a pact with my head knight, turning it into a Fantasy Beast," Russell said seriously.

"Half Ghost Beast? What's that? It's nothing like a dragon," Mel exclaimed.