Beneath the skeleton of the red dragon Yasan, Damien smelled a peculiar smell.

It's a little pungent, but it's refreshing.

He walked in and saw a large pool of black, sticky object.

It was only then that Damian realized that it was the excrement of Deathwing.

Abbreviated as feces.

On top of this large pool of excrement, four oval-shaped objects stand.

Damian was a little speechless, and slapped Deathwing awake, and the little black dragon opened his eyes and was about to reveal his fierce appearance, when he saw Damian blinked his eyes cutely again, and whined innocently.

"You every day except sleeping, forget it, what are those four lumps, and how much do you excrete?"

Unexpectedly, Deathwing was very excited when he heard this, jumped out of Damian's arms, circled around the four oval objects, and let out an excited cry.

"What are you doing around your own?" Damian felt a wave of nausea in his heart, but the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became, and if it was the excrement of the little black dragon, it was too big.

Damian carefully walked around the black "swamp" on the ground and walked to the oval.

I don't know which tendon in my head is wrong, he actually touched it with his hand.

The touch feels very hard, like a rock, and there are scaly patterns on it, and the overall feeling is like an egg.

Egg?

.........

Ten minutes later, Damian and Deathwing sat side by side on a giant piece of armor, looking at the four dragon eggs that lay on the ground.

The dragon's egg, which had been cleaned of Deathwing's excrement, revealed its true form: the size of an ostrich egg, with scales, and four eggs that shimmered red, green, blue, and yellow.

"The Red Dragon of Fury. ”

"The green dragon of life. ”

"The blue dragon of the arcane. ”

"The Golden Dragon of Time. ”

"And you, the 'Black Dragon of Despair', the members of your dragon family are basically together, but why are you shit on your younger siblings' heads?" Damian closed the book of dragons in his heart, turned to speak to the little black dragon, but his body trembled.

He didn't know how to describe his current mood, excited, excited, uneasy, or afraid.

Although he claims to be a money fan, he also understands the truth of "life earns life and spends life".

"Dragons have been gone from the world for thousands of years...... Damian couldn't forget the sad tone in which his dragon-brained teacher Merlin said this.

The dragon disappeared for a thousand years, and five of them appeared in him at once?

Plus the orange gear in this place.

This is the otherworldly version of the innocent and guilty.

No one must be allowed to know the secrets here. Damian swore to himself.

To defend these five dragons, they must have strong strength, and they must rely on Damian as their guardian and guardian until the young dragons reach maturity.

The cave of the little dragons is obviously very far away from Lorraine, where Damian is located, whether it is the same plane or not, the situation outside is unknown, and at this stage, they can only be captive in this cave.

And raising a dragon requires a lot of resources.

The most money-burning place lies in the supply of spars.

According to the Book of Dragons, the main reason why the dragons of this world can stand at the top of the magical ecological chain and even derive a dragon spell is because of the skillful use of spars.

As a mineral, the hedron contains the purest magical energy, and its origin is still a mystery, humans make it into a staff, dwarves inlay it into a battle axe, and elves inject it into a longbow, all in order to be able to harness the power of the hedron.

And the dragon uses the hedron as food.

In the Dark Ages, when magic was not yet widespread, hedras were only collected as gemstones by the rich and nobles because of their beautiful appearance, and humans could not understand the dragon's obsession with hedrons, so it evolved into rumors that dragons are cruel and greedy by nature and like treasures.

And the dragon's life is basically in a cycle of searching for hedrons, devouring, sleeping, and continuing to search. It is estimated that a dragon needs tens of thousands of spars from its juvenile stage to its mature stage, otherwise it will not be able to complete its evolution and be eliminated in the survival competition of the dragon's natural selection.

And the price of a spar is in the hundreds of gold.

It is equivalent to saying that Damian has five money-burning machines.

Making money is now his number one priority.

But it's easy to eat and it's hard to make money, as a small owner of a grocery store, no, now even the grocery store has been mortgaged out, how to make a huge amount of sky-high milk powder money for these bear children, the orange in this place is valuable, but I don't dare to sell it casually, in addition to that, there is only a big pool of feces and a few eggs, so you can't sell the children, right?

The barrage in Damian's mind was in a frenzied spit out.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration.

"Perhaps, this can be the case?" said Damian, with a very strange thought.

.........

Lorraine, Uptown, Sorbis Auction House.

"Hello sir, if you need to auction items, you need to pay a deposit of 100 gold coins first. "Kritina is the ace salesman of the auction house, and she happens to be on duty at the store today, and as soon as it opens, a strange customer is welcomed.

He was shrouded in a black robe, and when he came in, he stood in the corner without saying a word, and Kritina stepped forward to ask politely, out of professional habits.

"I don't have 100 gold. The black-robed man's voice seemed to have been processed by voice changing magic, and he looked very hoarse.

"If not, I won't be able to help you with the auction procedures. Kritina still patiently explained, "The customers of the Sorbis auction house are all wealthy merchants and nobles of the upper class of Lorraine, with deep pockets, and the auction items they are interested in are generally rare and expensive. ”

Kritina smiled slightly, "So the deposit of 100 gold coins is just to show sincerity, and if the auction fails, we will return it in full." ”

"Or if you have any family crest and imprint that can prove your identity, you can do that. ”

Kritina had basically decided that the black-robed man couldn't take out anything of decent value, and said the last sentence just to make him retreat.

Unexpectedly, after the black-robed man heard this, he stretched out his hand, and a mana mark appeared in the air in his palm, "Is this okay?"

Kritina looked at the mana imprint floating in front of her, and felt very familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"The pattern of the three-headed dragon, the family or the big man of Lorraine who used the dragon as a coat of arms......"

"Could it be Merlin, the 'Arcane Tyrant'?" Krittina suddenly thought of an impossible name.

Merlin's obsession with dragons is well known, his mana mark is a three-headed dragon, and a figure like him has never disdained to haunt auction houses, let alone sell things, so Kristina didn't think about it for a while.

"I'm sorry to offend, sir. Kritina broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly bent down and bowed at 90 degrees, not daring to breathe.

"Inside please, we will arrange the best reception room for you right away. "The mana mark is a sign of the mage's identity, and it has the mage's own unique magic logo, which in today's words is a trademark protection and anti-counterfeiting mark. Generally, it is not the sigil that can be used, everyone is the closest person to him. So Kritina no longer doubted the identity of the black-robed man, and led him inward.