Stoick's expression immediately turned solemn as he watched the Dragons gradually approaching from the distant sea, knowing that these few Dragons wouldn't dare to attack the village.
Gobber squinted slightly and asked, "Is that a Night Fury!?"
There was no other way; in the pitch-black night, the Night Fury's skin color was the best camouflage, making it impossible to spot without a careful look.
"Roar~!"
Terrible Terror let out a Dragon roar towards the distant sea.
Stoick directly rode Terrible Terror and flew over, vigilantly watching the Dragons behind them; in Stoick's view, these Dragons seemed to be chasing Hiccup.
There was no other way; a doting father was bound to be worried!
He was greatly relieved to see that Hiccup was unharmed!
Looking at Stoick's concerned gaze, Hiccup knew that the concern in his eyes was not fake, and he smiled, saying, "This is the Dragon I just tamed!"
Stoick looked at Hiccup with great relief and asked, "Are you injured!?"
Hiccup glanced at the Night Fury and said, "The Night Fury got injured protecting me!"
During their brief conversation, Hiccup had already brought these Dragons to Bok Island.
Afterward, Hiccup directly said, "Astrid, lock them in the Dragon Jail first!"
"Understood!" Astrid replied, then led the group of Dragons towards the Dragon Jail.
After all, these Dragons were not benevolent creatures; it was better to be safe, as it would be troublesome if they attacked the villagers in the middle of the night.
Immediately, Stoick's gaze towards the Night Fury softened considerably, because he had never believed that Dragons would truly protect humans.
Any time they fought side by side, it was purely due to an overwhelming show of force; if he were ever in danger, these Dragons might just abandon him and flee.
Hiccup said to Stoick, "Father, we have to fight tomorrow! I'm going to sleep now!"
With that, Hiccup took the Night Fury and walked towards his small wooden house.
"Hiccup!"
Stoick suddenly called out to Hiccup, then hesitated before saying, "I'll go with you tomorrow!"
Hiccup merely smiled faintly and said, "An eagle will eventually have its day to spread its wings and soar! Otherwise, it will forever remain a fledgling!"
Stoick looked at Hiccup with a complex expression, standing speechless for a long time, and even after Hiccup left his sight, he still didn't know what to say.
He understood in his heart that Hiccup no longer needed his help; he had his own world now.
After Hiccup returned to the small wooden house, he was thinking that although today's battle was thrilling but without real danger, it also revealed a problem.
The weapons and equipment were still too primitive, and he relied too much on the Night Fury; if the Night Fury hadn't helped him, he would definitely have been injured.
Another thing was that he believed too much in the beauty of fairy tales; these Dragons were not all benevolent either, and next time he went out, he had to bring two more people.
This time, he fought against simple-minded Dragons and only achieved a narrow victory; if he were to face Dragon Hunters, he would be at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, and furthermore, Dragon Hunters had more experience dealing with Dragons.
At that point, it would be a battle between himself and these Dragon Hunters; the Night Fury wouldn't be able to help much.
"Sigh~ It's a long and arduous journey!" As he thought, Hiccup fell asleep, still fighting Dragons endlessly in his dreams.
When the sun rose the next day, Hiccup sat up, shaking his messy hair, because he had been dreaming and fighting all night, so he hadn't slept well and lacked energy.
Before Hiccup could fully come to his senses, the Night Fury quickly jumped onto Hiccup's bed.
"Slurp~"
The Night Fury licked Hiccup contentedly, and that lick was definitely refreshing.
Hiccup instantly sobered up, then had the Night Fury heat water for him to wash his face and tidy his hair.
After getting everything ready, he suddenly heard faint Dragon roars from outside.
"That's not right! There aren't that many Dragons on Berk Island!"
Hiccup rushed out, only to see Astrid riding Stormfly, circling Berk Island with all the Dragons.
The one-horned Terrible Terror was particularly conspicuous.
Hiccup then breathed a sigh of relief, and then rode the Night Fury straight to the Blacksmith Shop, as he needed to upgrade his weapons and equipment.
However, upon arriving at the Blacksmith Shop, he saw a scene of overflowing crowds.
Everyone was clamoring for Gobber to make toilet paper; if so many people had come for weapons, Hiccup wouldn't have been surprised at all.
But for so many people to come for toilet paper was not normal.
Gobber said helplessly, "I still have to forge weapons; you all go make toilet paper yourselves!"
Looking at such a chaotic scene, Hiccup immediately frowned and couldn't help but think, "If everything is this messy, without any order, then something will happen sooner or later!"
"Even if it can't be strictly enforced, it has to be orderly!"
Hiccup directly said to the villagers, "Don't block the way here anymore!"
Hearing Hiccup's voice, the villagers immediately said excitedly, "Hiccup, you are truly the hero of our Berk Island!"
"With the public toilets, I no longer have to go to the stinky sheepfold!"
"Yes! This toilet paper is simply a gift from the gods; it's really so easy to use!"
"Can you make more? The ones in the public toilets are already gone!"
Listening to the villagers' demands, Hiccup thought for a moment and then said, "From now on, someone needs to be specifically responsible for this matter!"
"Alright, thirteen women come forward; I will assign the Terror Dragons for you to take care of! At the same time, you will also be responsible for making toilet paper! And remember, you can only use wood scraps, absolutely not wood used for making weapons or warships!"
The villagers immediately became even more excited when they heard about distributing Dragons, especially the women; although they were only small Terror Dragons, it was enough to make them proud.
So, the women of Berk Island immediately gathered together and began discussing who would take care of these Terror Dragons.
After all, there were only thirteen spots, and there were at least two thousand women on Berk Island.
After the crowd dispersed, Hiccup looked at the busy Gobber and said, "This efficiency is too slow! When will more weapons be made!?"
Gobber shrugged indifferently and said, "What can be done about it! There are only so many people on Berk Island!"
"And everyone makes their own weapons; who would be willing to work in the Blacksmith Shop!?"
Hiccup was somewhat disappointed after hearing this and said, "If we keep operating independently like this, when will Berk Island ever develop!?"