The demon dragon flapped its wings and prepared to escape. Due to its injured wings, each flap caused it to let out a painful howl. Kane quickly pulled out his longsword from his dragon arm and jumped up just as the dragon was about to fly away. He left a wound on her face with a cross-cut attack.

"Quick! Chase after her!" Kane shouted to Nubi, and the two of them swiftly followed the direction the dragon was flying. Although the dragon was injured, its speed during desperate escape was far beyond that of humans. It soon disappeared from their sight.

"Damn it, she managed to escape!" Kane cursed. After chasing out of the forest and searching around, they didn't find any trace of the dragon. Instead, they were met with a peaceful and tranquil small town.

"A creature that big, we wouldn't be able to miss if it was still flying. Even with the rain pouring down now!" Kane said. "She must have transformed into human form midway. Let's go back into the forest and search thoroughly!"

"Yes, Lord Kane!"

...

White Goodson walked alone in the rain, holding a piece of wood and his butterfly knife. Besides gaming, White Goodson had another hobby that set him apart from ordinary people - carving, especially wood carving. He found it to be a way to quickly calm himself down.

"If only I had an umbrella..." White Goodson sighed deeply, forgetting that he was now broke. As soon as he left his home, the first thing he did was to go to the fish market and pay back the entire school tuition of his sister to the Tong family. With the remaining money, he chose to buy a piece of high-quality wood instead of an umbrella.

Wood carving didn't require a carving knife for White Goodson. He excelled in knife skills, and his butterfly knife was his favorite and most trusted companion. In the otherworldly "Lavra Continent," he had created a frenzy of butterfly knife enthusiasts by slaying demons and monsters with his butterfly knife.

Finally arriving at the back mountain, White Goodson looked at the forest inside, feeling a mix of emotions. When he thought that he had just returned from there in the morning, he felt a subtle sensation in his heart. He found a giant tree near the entrance of the forest, which stood as a symbol of Mingshui Town, towering independently outside the forest, like a lonely warrior who didn't flow along with the ordinary, just like White Goodson himself.

"Old buddy, we really are quite similar." White Goodson leaned against the tree, not minding soil dirtying his backside. He relaxed, soaking in the breath of nature, and his tense mood instantly eased.

White Goodson compared many Exorcists to the forest, while he was like the tree standing outside the forest, unique and reasonable. Many people didn't understand why White Goodson chose this kind of life, but according to his own explanation, he just wanted to live a peaceful daily life.

Now that more and more Exorcists were returning to the real world, White Goodson began to worry that his peaceful life would be disrupted. When he was buying wood, he unintentionally heard the shop owner say, "There have been monster attacks in the big cities." This made his worries even stronger.

But, compared to the possible invasion of monsters in the future, the most important thing now was to solve his sister's problem. When he hung up the phone directly, he had a vague feeling that he was in trouble. White Goodson gathered his spirits and decided to carve a beautiful wood sculpture as an apology to his sister. He had already decided what to carve. Since White Rosa liked White Amaterasu so much, he would carve a model of White Amaterasu, of course not in his own appearance.

"Let me think, ethereal aura, flowing hair..."

- So my sister likes that type of person, huh...

White Goodson shook his head and decided to focus on carving. But just as he was about to make a move with his knife, a drop of rainwater slipped into his neck, startling him.

"What the heck, old buddy, you've got so many branches and leaves above, how can you not even stop a bit of rain... Ah?" White Goodson turned around, patting the tree like an old friend, but he was stunned by what he saw. The liquid that slipped into his neck wasn't rainwater, but blood!Only to see a large amount of fresh blood flowing down the trunk of the big tree, White Goodson subconsciously looked up and found that the amount of blood was terrifyingly large, almost flowing down from the top of the tree. Without thinking much, White Goodson quickly climbed up the tree like a nimble monkey, jumping back and forth on the branches. Finally, on a thicker branch high up, he found the owner of the blood waterfall.

"A girl? No, this is..." In his sight was the girl's white back, although it was covered in wounds, it couldn't be denied that her skin was really good. However, this was not the main point, the main point was that White Goodson saw the wings growing behind her back.

White Goodson jumped onto the branch in front of the girl and instantly covered his eyes.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes?!" For some reason, White Goodson's eyes first caught sight of the two plumpness on the girl's chest. The intense feeling of guilt made him automatically cover his eyes and take a step back, almost falling off the tree.

This series of actions by White Goodson awakened the girl, and when she woke up and saw the butterfly knife in his hand, she angrily roared at him.

"Gosh, is this really a dragon?" White Goodson had seen dragons in the other world, but he had only seen one, and it was dead. Now he finally saw a living one, and it was also in the mortal world, which made him somewhat excited and curious.

"So, um, what's your name?" White Goodson looked elsewhere and asked.

"Name...?" The girl was dumbfounded upon hearing White Goodson's words. She seemed to feel that this man in front of her was different from earlier, not like a bad person.

"I'm... Dulu. Dulu the Dragon. Dulu is not evil..." The girl stuttered, she was very weak now, speaking weakly. Although the wounds of the dragon race healed quickly, she was now affected not only by physical injuries, but also by the impact of the fear she had just experienced in front of the gates of hell.

"Dulu, put this on first." White Goodson took off the remaining white shirt on himself and handed it to the girl named Dulu. Dulu obediently put it on and asked White Goodson, "Who are you...?"

"Me? I'm White Goodson, you can call me an Exorcist." White Goodson answered. But he didn't expect Dulu to go crazy after hearing the word "Exorcist", her hands turned into sharp dragon claws and grabbed towards White Goodson's chest. However, just as Dulu's dragon claws were about to reach White Goodson's chest, she suddenly stopped.

"Don't, don't kill me... Dulu, Dulu doesn't harm people..." She retracted her dragon claws and quickly turned back into her human hands. She was afraid, her dark red eyes filled with fear, and her tail kept moving backwards, finally falling off the tree.

White Goodson's presence immediately made her lose the desire to attack. Although White Goodson appeared as a normal person in the eyes of ordinary people, it was different for monsters because Exorcists naturally emitted a certain aura. After sensing White Goodson's aura, Dulu already knew that attacking him meant seeking death, so she chose to beg for mercy from White Goodson, which was the survival instinct of almost all creatures.

White Goodson quickly jumped down from the tree. His movements were very fast as he quickly caught up with Dulu, who was falling straight down from the tree. Finally, in the instant before she landed, White Goodson landed first and caught Dulu firmly.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..." Dulu struggled in White Goodson's arms, her tail swinging back and forth, almost hitting White Goodson's younger brother.

"It's alright, Dulu. I will never harm you." White Goodson sat on the ground, holding Dulu in his arms, allowing her to lean against his chest. He gently stroked Dulu's head and repeatedly whispered in her ear, "It's alright, it's alright."Just as White Goodson was about to gain Dulu's trust and settle down, he accidentally bumped into Dulu's horn, causing Dulu to lose control of her emotions once again. This time, she didn't just transform into a dragon claw like before, her whole body began to change, clearly indicating that she was ready to fight White Goodson with all her might.

"What in the world has this guy been through?!" White Goodson was startled by Dulu's sudden transformation. The true form of the dragon, Dulu, appeared in front of him, with red marks on both sides of her cheeks resembling a laughing mask, which gave White Goodson a fright.

"What a creepy smile!" At that moment, a deep voice came from the forest not far away.

"You brat! Let go of that dragon, she belongs to us!"

White Goodson turned around and saw two men wielding long swords rushing towards him at high speed.