Dragon King's Harem Chapter 380. The Lizard Tribe's Spies
An hour had passed since I'd begun my rounds around the camp. I was almost ready to take a rest, convinced that we had done everything possible to prepare for whatever might come.
I decided to leave the final watch to Eir. If there were spies, they could come from anywhere—slipping through the darkness, targeting the healing tent first or even Eir himself.
It made sense, after all; that would be the place where we were most vulnerable. And if they were particularly bold, they might check my main tent next, looking for signs or any clues that we were the ones who attacked the lizard tribe convoy.
But just as I was about to turn in for the night, my dragon vision caught something moving in the shadows. I narrowed my eyes, focusing on the small, swift shapes flitting through the camp. They were barely noticeable, blending seamlessly into the night with their dark, scaly bodies and wings that resembled the flaps of a flying squirrel.
[Name: Shadowglide Lizards]
[Level: 10]
[Description: These creatures were small, about the size of a human hand, with sleek, dark scales that made them almost invisible. Their wings, a strange hybrid between a lizard's limbs and a bat's membrane, allowed them to glide silently from tree to tree. They had small, beady eyes that glowed faintly, a dull green light. They were not highly intelligent—more akin to well-trained animals than anything else. They couldn't speak, nor could they take images back to their master. They were observers, sent to watch and report back with what little they could see and remember. ]
There were only three of them. Each went in a different direction, paying close attention to different areas of the camp. One of them glided silently toward the healing tent, its tiny claws gripping the canvas as it peered inside, its head twitching side to side as it tried to take in every detail. The second made its way to Eir, watching him closely from a distance, blending into the shadows cast by the dying campfires. The third, however, seemed bolder—it headed straight for the main tent, where I stood at the entrance.
I kept my stance relaxed, careful not to betray that I had seen them. If they sensed they were discovered, they might flee, and Viperax would know we were prepared. Instead, I let my gaze slide casually across the camp as if I were merely surveying my soldiers and ensuring everything was in order.
'That attack really took a toll on his convoy, huh?' I thought, my lips curling into a small, grim smile. Viperax hadn't sent skilled scouts or dangerous assassins, just these low-level creatures—Shadowglide Lizards. It was clear he was short on manpower, or perhaps he didn't want to risk his remaining soldiers on this mission. That gave me a bit of satisfaction. The attack must have shaken him up more than I'd hoped.
Before, Eir and I had focused solely on Viperax and his main soldiers, leaving his camp and their mounts entirely to the monster horde. We'd assumed the riders and the camp guards could handle themselves, especially with those enormous beasts Viperax liked to parade around. Those huge rides of his were more for show than anything else. It was like a display of power meant to intimidate us, make us restless, or even serve as a veiled threat.
But the truth was, those giant beasts were more of a liability than an asset. Their sheer size made them unwieldy in close quarters. They could cause more damage than they prevented, trampling tents and crushing supplies. That's why Viperax had his riders lead them away from the camp when the attack began—either to prevent them from causing chaos or to use them as bait, drawing the Nightshade Ravagers and Dreadswarm Reavers away from his men.
And to some extent, that strategy had worked. The massive beasts had indeed lured a third of the monster army away, giving Viperax's soldiers a chance to regroup and fight back. But it hadn't been enough. Al's potions had worked even better than expected. The monsters had been drawn to the scent, driven into a frenzy that made them impossible to control.
'Well, I'll show them what they want to know,' I thought, formulating a plan in my mind. With these low-level monsters acting as spies, our elaborate ruse would likely be wasted on them. They couldn't comprehend the subtleties of what we had prepared—they'd only report back whatever vague impressions they could manage to retain. Their reports to Viperax would be like a game of broken telephone, muddled and open to wild interpretation. Still, there was a way to make the most of this situation. If Viperax wanted to know how we were faring after the attack, I'd make sure he got a very specific picture.
I turned and casually walked back inside the main tent, acting as if I was about to retire for the night. But then I stopped, my entire body tensing as if I'd just realized something important. Slowly, I pivoted around, my eyes scanning the camp, but carefully avoiding looking directly at the spy. Instead, I looked in the opposite direction, my expression a mix of suspicion and concentration.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the small lizard spy freeze, its tiny claws gripping the canvas of a nearby tent. It went completely still, its beady eyes fixed on me, its tiny body tense and alert. It knew I was on edge, and it was watching for any sign that I had spotted it.
I took a deep breath, deliberately exhaling in a way that made my shoulders rise and fall noticeably. I wanted to give the impression that something was amiss, that I had sensed something was off. I moved as if I were searching for something or someone.
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