Siegel shook his head, letting his tense and tired thoughts relax. Then he moved his toes, got up from his chair in fluffy slippers, and stretched out a big stretch.

The new magic array in Myr City took a lot of his energy, and there were a lot of calculations and experiments every day. The production cost of the entire circle also exceeded expectations, but fortunately, the finances of the Heim Territory were not crippled by it.

This has to be said to be a miracle.

If it hadn't been for the "ransacking" of Waterdeep City and then moving away the best part of the Mage Federation, this magic array would have been able to bankrupt Siegel completely. Although Fezak complained more than once about the empty vault, he would soon understand what kind of difference the magic circle could make.

The last magic crystal was crafted three days ago, but Siegel didn't put it to work right away. The mage turned around, emptied his mind, discarded the preconceived thoughts that had been formed, and re-examined the design and function of the entire magic array. He examines himself with an attitude of a critic rather than a builder. After all, this is a giant magic array that is related to the security of the entire territory, and there must be no mistakes.

He picked up his wand from the table and, with a wave of his hand, sent a message summoning Alfred. Then, he used the power of the fire elemental to heat the basin of water and washed his face well.

There was a knock on the door outside, and Alfred's unchanging magnetic voice, "My lord, what do you command?"

The door opened automatically, and the new official butler of Myr City stood straight. The cotton clothes on his body were always decent and spotless. Compared to him, Siegel only felt that he was much more sloppy.

"Prepare two letters for me. One letter to Fort Hub. It's been so long since the new Viscount of Fort Hub returned. It's time to send a formal letter of greetings. Prepare some gifts by the way. Just arrange it according to the standard of the Earl's congratulatory gift to the Viscount, and there are more practical things, after all, it has been badly damaged by the war. Siegel opened the closet, and it was full of identical mage robes, saving the hassle of choosing. He picked up what looked like the latest one, threw it on his chair, and began to pick out his shoes.

"Who's the other letter for?" Alfred asked.

"I thought about it, you might as well find someone to run it yourself. Siegel said, "Do you know where Mage Wendy lives? In accordance with the prior agreement, she was invited to visit and was expected to maintain the confidentiality of the Federation, in accordance with the practice of the Federation. ”

"Miss Wendy will definitely come when she hears this. Ed grimaced, telling jokes.

Siegel held out a finger and slammed the door shut. He changed his clothes, closed his eyes and sensed it, determining the location of the pet. He then played a magical tune with his fingers, tearing through the air in front of him, and stepped into the room that belonged to Isaac.

The little dark-haired guy had learned to crawl on his own, so Siegel had the servants clean up a house. Nothing but fluffy carpets and pillows, as an activity room for the little ones. Most of these fabrics come from the Jackdaw tribe. Or it's called Jackdaw Collar.

When Isaac saw his father, he immediately let out a cry of "Daddy, Daddy!" and struggled to crawl out of Modestie's grasp. The dragon girl pouted, slapped Isaac on the ass, and then "freed the hostages".

Siegel crouched down and waited for Isaac to crawl over, then proudly picked him up and kissed him hard.

The little one crooked for a moment, yawned a few times, and then fell asleep with the soft velvet mage robe.

"What were you doing, why is Isaac so tired?" Siegel frowned and cast a silent spell on his son so that the sounds around him would not interfere with his sleep.

"I'm teaching him to walk. The human child is too ugly to crawl up, stupid and slow, so let him learn to walk!" The dragon girl rolled on the soft carpet and curled up in the pillow pile. Her long hair was spread out as a quilt to cover the curves of her body, and her heterochromatic eyes had a lazy look.

"Modisti, tomorrow's magic array in the territory will be upgraded, which will produce great magic fluctuations. To be on the safe side, you should pause for a day to absorb elemental energy. ”

"Don't underestimate the toughness of the dragon's body, how much more can you cause?"

"Elemental surge level. Seeing the dragon girl's body tremble, Siegel said with satisfaction: "So, let's take a rest tomorrow, or you can go back to St. Se Peak to have a look." Aren't you worried that your cave will be discovered by adventurers and lose some of your treasure?"

Modette sat up jerk straight, her eyes flickering, and she looked at Siegel with suspicion. Her mind raced, trying to figure out the meaning of what the mage was saying. It is said that human mages are very cunning, they deceive dragons, and train all kinds of dragon slaying warriors, which are mentioned in the books.

Siegel hadn't fooled her, and had done everything he had said before: a circle to increase the concentration of the elements, a receiver to carry with him, and a trick to teleporting magic. In addition to this, he accepted her like a family member, and let her live in a comfortable castle, reassuring that his newborn child would be under her care. In Myr, she finally realized what family and affection are. In retrospect, the cave full of treasures doesn't seem to have much of a draw.

There are only a few souvenirs that her father left for her to get back.

Thinking of this, Modette blinked, lay on her back on the ground, and stretched. The flabby blouse was pulled up, revealing a white, flat belly. As is customary for animals and beasts, showing their bellies is a symbol of trust and obedience, and has a similar meaning for dragons. However, Siegel focused too much on Isaac and didn't think about it.

The mage simply raised his hand and let the tapestry on the wall fly down and cover the dragon girl.

"Remember, don't absorb elemental energy indiscriminately tomorrow. The mage instructed as he walked out.

The dragon girl wrapped the blanket tightly, covered her cheeks, and replied with a humming sound.

Madesti took on her true form before dawn the next day, spreading her wings and flying away from Myr. Naturally, she didn't forget to be invisible, otherwise the entire city would be awakened. Half an hour later, the white dragon was back in his original cave. In her memory. It used to be a quiet, gentle and comfortable place. Now all that was left were the cold rocks and the gold and silver treasures that reflected the cold light.

She threw herself into the pile of treasure in the shape of a dragon, causing the hard scales to rub violently against metal and gems with a deafening jumble of sounds. Dragons are tumbling, jumping, and diving, trying to rub against rocks and treasures. Her original platinum scales continue to fall, and new scales spawn underneath. It was a painful, itchy sensation that instinctively drove Modisti to constantly change her skin.

When the first rays of sunlight shone through the cave entrance, the dragon girl finally stopped her movement and fell to the ground panting. Her faded scales turned into white gold coins. The dragonskins were transformed into magic scrolls, all mixed in the treasure pile. Some of the dragon's blood oozing from the skin turned into rubies, which contained the power of a single element.

The earliest Platinum Coins, Magic Scrolls, and Magic Gems were dropped by Pure Magic Dragons. When the elves learned magic from dragons, they were inspired by these and used paper instead of dragon skins to create a new generation of magic scrolls. They also mixed the Elemental Gems with other substances to make the powder of the universal spell casting material, which allowed magic to develop in the world.

It's just that with the increase of wars, there are fewer and fewer pure magic dragons that are slowly formed, and this truth is gradually drowned in the long river of history. Even Modette was a little stunned when she looked at the things she had dropped. I thought I had some strange disease.

She is a little different from what she used to be, her scales are softer and more flexible. A thin force field covered the periphery of her body. Ordinary swords and magic can't break the protection of the force field at all.

The dragon's claws glowed with purple light, and it was easy to channel the power of the elements into it. Modisti gave it a try, and with the right spells, she was able to cast all kinds of spells like a mage, and the purple claws were her wand. Ordinary dragons can only cast specific spells depending on their color, but magic dragons can learn spells or tap dragon magic from their bloodline heritage that hasn't been seen for a long time.

The most obvious benefit of using a dragon's body to perform magic is the ability to mobilize and withstand more powerful elemental energy and magic fluctuations. Human, elven mages were physically limited and were rarely able to wield the full power of their spells—they could only barely do so with the help of combined spells or magic circles—and Modisty was no longer limited by that.

She was very excited, because this change in her body meant that she could use stronger positioning and teleportation magic, and maybe she would be able to find her father. The only thing missing is the right spells, and she needs to dig deeper, unearth all the secrets hidden in the blood of the magic dragon, and reproduce those primitive and essential magic spells.

Madeuste yelled excitedly and unconsciously began to spit. This time, it was no longer a scorching flame that came out of the throat, but a rainbow of elemental energy. She quickly closed her mouth, looked at the completely disintegrated and destroyed wall, and smiled with satisfaction.

Irescence Spray is a powerful Shaping spell that carries seven different effects at once. Red flames, orange strong acids, yellow electric shocks, green toxins, blue petrification, cyan insanity, and purple forced teleportation. Unleashing this spell with the physical fitness of a dragon can cause far more damage than an ordinary mage. None of the dragons in this world could match her current level of strength.

I don't know what kind of effect Long Wei can do now--Platinum Dragon licked his lips and was eager to try. However, Modisty thought about it, and every time she used Longwei, it would make Isaac cry, so she would wait until she was farther away from Myr City.

She reverted to her human form and found that each of her nails had a different color, which could not be concealed by Transfiguration. Modette hurriedly found a bronze mirror to take a look, but fortunately, the other parts were still the same as before, and she breathed a sigh of relief. If it's ugly, it won't look good. She researched it, and each color of the nail had a different elemental affinity, as if it had a wand.

"That's good. The dragon girl tossed the bronze mirror aside and began to rummage through the few things her father had left her. As for the rest, she was going to stay here, or move to Mir City, so that she could not worry about it.

She thought about it carefully, this was definitely not meant to be given to someone else, that would not be in line with the habits of dragons. (To be continued.) )

PS: It's definitely not an iridescent dragon, definitely not, uh-huh.