"So handsome, really handsome, so handsome, so handsome, so handsome that it can't be more handsome!" The little witch next to her held the binoculars and her hands trembled excitedly, "Uncle, I'...... I...... I really want a silver dragon toy that looks exactly like it."

"Yes," Vincent agreed, as always, to Plani's request, "it's not excessive, but you have to be careful not to be stolen like Sadaka."

"Hmm! I'll sleep with my cuddle, uncle, I want what you've done, huh...... It's the kind that can transform into something else." Prani's eyes were full of stars, "It's fun just by thinking about it!"

"Childish...... Said said angrily, "how old are you still playing with dolls?"

In fact, the two of them are the same age.

But when Vincent heard this, a pleasant smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, this time there is a mine, and we have an open ...... for alloy toys."

The silver dragon suddenly appeared over the town, disrupting the battle situation between the two sides.

In addition, the lord Vincent, who finally arrived in time, was also frightened by his mount and had to give up the idea of flying straight to the battlefield.

Although the griffin is a stitched creature, there is still a fear of powerful creatures in their bones, and under the powerful pressure of the dragon, they dare not come close to death—who can guess whether the dragon wants to enjoy the earthly or heavenly snacks first?

Even the owners who made them couldn't change the minds of these creatures.

"The griffons have no hope, the silver dragon has completely scared them, these cowardly creatures," Said said helplessly after trying, "what to do, use flying magic?"

It's a pity that Vincent's magic is taught by the Ice Demon, and the flying magic is the level of falling freely and not dying, and he doesn't plan to try it at all if he wants to fly from under the silver dragon's eyelids to the front of the mine.

"Despicable people are not good at flying." Vincent unashamedly refused, "Also, our witches can't fly."

"yes, not at all."

Prani nodded obediently, obeying the lord's words.

Syd covered his glasses sadly, and looked at the confused mountains after letting go, although he could see the foot of the town with the night vision and telescopes of the demons, but it would definitely take a little time to pass now.

Besides, even if it is in the past, how should we face that terrifying dragon?

"Wait and see what happens." Vincent said, "The silver dragon did not attack us, and used the dragon's breath to fend off the attack on behalf of our army, and it seems that there is no malice."

"Brother, you don't really believe that the guardian dragon will help us, do you?" Seid's idea was not so optimistic, "On one side is the Iron Golem with no meat, and on the other side is the fragrant fresh meat, if you are a dragon and you wake up from a deep sleep for forty years, you are very hungry, and you will consider which side of the person to eat?"

Aren't dragons long-lived creatures of the immortal species?

I haven't eaten for 40 years, and I want to eat what I see?

"Hmm...... It's not that bad, is it, will the guardian dragon eat the people of the territory?" Vincent's forehead was a little sweaty, "That's the army of Silver Dragon Castle."

"Brother, have you made an offering to the Guardian Dragon this year?" Said asked seriously, "I've heard it's a long tradition, and as a lord, you won't forget it, right?"

Vincent said that he was very wronged, and he didn't know what the former lord did, anyway, his predecessor, the "Red Wing" Count De Coolas, had never made an offering.

Besides, this matter is the dragon's fault in the first place.

As a guardian, you can't ask for treatment if you don't deserve it, since forty years ago, the silver dragon gave up the responsibility of guarding the territory, and those who don't know think it has moved elsewhere.

Regardless of the stationmaster or the rebellion, the silver dragon did not show up to protect the territory, and the lord was busy flying all over the field, why should he send offerings to the derelict dragon?

Besides, a thousand gold coins and various treasures every year is not a small amount, whether it is used for targeted poverty alleviation or repairing bridges and roads, it is better than throwing it into the sacrificial altar of the Howling Valley.

Sometimes, Vincent even comes up with even stranger thoughts - he is tantamount to guarding the territory for the irresponsible Silver Dragon, isn't the Silver Dragon?

Should I pay myself somewhat?

After all, the people in Silver Dragon Castle now call themselves guardians......

"What are you kidding, no one has done this for decades, and I, as a lord, shouldn't do such a thing that costs people and money." Vincent replied a little humbly, "Take it from the people, use it for the people, and not use it for the dragon."

"Good luck with your toys, but she doesn't have much meat, not enough to stuff your teeth." Said gloated, "Out of kindness and respect for you, I have repeatedly suggested that she come to me for a plastic surgery, but this dumb Divine Chosen One is not at all."

"Seid, don't you have a big opinion of her?"

"Is there one? I just don't like a Chosen Light to stick to you every day, stealing your power of Chaos. On my brother's side, only my brother can be trusted, don't trust the Chosen Ones."

"Even if my mother is too......

"Appearance, figure, character, strength, status and bloodline, where can she compare to her mother?"

"I have to look at the problem from the perspective of development, my toys are still young, and there is a lot of room for improvement, in all senses."

"I really don't know what's so good about this woman, I don't think it's as good as Sister Cecil, at least she can fly."

"It's good that the blood clan can't fly, and you can do less bad things......

Just when the two brothers had nothing to do, the silver dragon suddenly circled down and landed on the ground.

When its heavy body landed on the ground, everyone felt a loud tremor from the ground, and the wind with its wings blowing rain everywhere.

People who have never heard of legends and have never seen the deity are finally fortunate enough to see the true face of the guardian dragon.

It was a long, curvaceous white dragon covered in delicate silver scales, with blood-red eyes like crystalline gems, and the gods concentrated so much beauty and power on it that everyone who saw it would never forget.

The rain fell on the dragon's silver-white scales, exuding an extremely beautiful and majestic aura that made everyone dare not move, including the golem as huge as a small building.

Compared to the mountain-like dragon, the golem was nothing more than a little dwarf with a dull head, standing there no more than the height of the silver dragon's chest.

The silver dragon's erect pupils were like lighthouses, slowly sweeping the surroundings, not paying attention to anyone, lingering on Ninia for a moment, nodding slightly, and moving his eyes to the golem with his back to the mine.

"Who are you?" Yinlong asked in a tone of murderous intent, "Dare to claim to be the master of the mountain and give me your name."

The golem looked at the silver dragon's huge finger claw slowly tapping the ground, and the foot that was about to move quietly retracted.

The silver dragon has woken up, who dares to claim to be the master of the mountain in front of it?

"I, the true leader of the mountain dwarves, known as Rockbeard Zark, now defend the territory with golems." The golem's eyes flickered, and he replied in a low voice, "I am only the master of the town and the mine, not the master of the mountains, great dragon, you must have misheard......

Dragons are immortal intelligent creatures who know all kinds of ancient languages, and the dwarves can naturally understand the language, so when they hear Iwasu's words, they immediately stomp on the ground and roar.

The people of the territorial army were thus shaken down in large numbers.

"How dare you be sarcastic and not understand your language?" The silver dragon roared, "Yu knows the language of all races, and now speaks the language of the dwarves, you dare to question Yu misheard?"

"No, no, I'm sorry, the great dragon can't be wrong, it's me who said it......" Iwasu finally stood still, and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I said the wrong thing."

I have to say that Iwasu's desire to survive is still very strong.

"Very well, you say you are the owner of the town and the mines?" The silver dragon's pupils straightened even further, "So, the mine behind is yours?"

Hearing that Yinlong was interested in the mine, Iwasu, who was already extremely nervous, saw a glimmer of hope.