Chapter 70

Al had no interest in the dragon to begin with, and after Winster said that, he had even less expectations...

It would be better to hope to find the magic crystal of the 'Blood of the God of Fire'. He prefers collecting treasures to raising a pet that has nothing to do with being cute and adorable.

"I don't have that intention. Besides, even a juvenile dragon has the fighting skills of a wizard, the physical strength of a body-tempering swordsman, and the environment is favorable to it. We don't have the ability to tame it..."

As they were chatting, a man with great abilities appeared in sight and walked towards them.

Klevich sat down. "It was quite lively last night. Al was able to get up so early. It seems that he had a good rest."

Elphis smiled sheepishly, "I am a kind-hearted person. No matter what happens, I will not be late for eating and sleeping."

"I never thought that I would have the chance to see a magic dragon in my lifetime. I hope what the thief said is true. Otherwise, it would be too disappointing."

Al's face froze for a moment. Does this mean... I'll have to travel with them for a while?

The young man joked, "If we can't see the dragon, we'll send him to the dean to vent our anger."

Klevich just chuckled at this and didn't join in the joke. "I heard from Prince Austin that the thief proposed a deal. If he really leads us to find the dragon's axe, are you guys really going to let him go?" Compared with the huge profits, a few irretrievable lives are nothing. Even if His Majesty and the top leaders of the Vatican knew about the whole thing, they would not have any objection. Even Klevich himself did not dislike this kind of thing very much.

To the strong, the life or death of a murderer is not important, because everyone has blood on their hands in this life. Klevich asked this question not to criticize anything, but simply to further understand the thoughts of the new Son of God.

Al widened his eyes slightly, as if he couldn't believe that the boss would have such a naive idea, "Of course not." There is no loss in just agreeing to it, and anyone who believes it is a fool.

Klevich ate breakfast with them and continued chatting, "I guess the Church has always suspected that the thief is from the dark race. Will Al be disappointed that he only caught a human mage?"

During the whole meal, the two chatted intermittently, and the young man always responded fluently. Just like before, Klevich did not sense any disgust towards darkness from the young priest. He couldn't help but feel a little bit of expectation. Maybe one day... he could ask the little guy for a favor.

Klevich's eyes fell on another person. The young swordsman had not spoken since he came. He quickly finished his breakfast, but still sat beside Elphis, waiting quietly and patiently. He looked a little well-behaved, and the arrogance and indifference seen last night were all restrained... Was he in a good mood because the person he cared about was right next to him? Klevich's intuition was not that simple.

"What does Winster think about the dragon? Are you willing to try to tame the contract?"

The handsome young man, who was originally staring at the table, raised his eyelids expressionlessly and looked at the strong man who had no chance to talk to outsiders. The dean had a calm appearance, a low voice, and a majestic temperament that came from being in a high position for a long time. Even though his tone was gentle, he did not look amiable.

The young man looked casual but not dull. He looked more like a lurking predator... Winster looked away after just one glance. "No." His attitude was perfunctory and he was not afraid of the might of the strong man at all.

Al quickly interrupted, diverting the boss's attention away from Winster.

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Before leaving, the group accepted a bag of gold coins given by the owner of the house as a thank you. Some wealthy owners would not care, but as a generous boss, Al paid close attention to the welfare of the workers. He distributed the reward to Yarlin and Raymond who had to guard the prisoners along the way, and to 'Winster' who dealt with the blood puppet.

When dividing the prize money, Al inadvertently glanced at his brother's neck.

He knew that the pendant that Winster was wearing was a gold coin... Normally it was covered by clothes, so he had never noticed it until a few days ago when Samuel came out of the bath with his upper body naked, and he had the chance to see it.

I asked out of curiosity at the time, but was glared at by Samuel. Naturally, I didn't get an answer and was warned not to ask Winster again.

Al was in mixed emotions at the time. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he saw anger and humiliation on the god's face. Could it be that... he loved money but was too embarrassed to admit it? ? ? How could it be! No matter which personality it was, I couldn't tell at all!

He didn't want to believe this guess, but he couldn't think of any other reason to explain why Winster used a gold coin as an ornament. Oh, could it be that this child was too short of money when he was young, so he had some obsession with money? But Winster was not stingy, could it be that because he was an important family member, he was particularly generous to him?

This matter was harmless, and Al did not intend to have a heart-to-heart talk with Winster. He was just secretly thinking about finding more opportunities to give him bonuses...

Here, Winster was completely unaware of the misunderstanding his brother had about him.

Just now, after accepting the wages from his brother, he suddenly realized that he had no ability to support his brother. His brother had a lot of assets and didn't need him to support him. With his current strength, he couldn't get a unique treasure to give to his brother...

Recalling the mountains of treasures in the temple, Winster rarely agreed with Samuel - it was indeed time to go back to the abyss.

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Not long after they set out, the others realized belatedly that Mr. Krevich was going to go with them.

Among them, Auston and Raymond, who wanted to contract the dragon the most, had the most complicated feelings. If a magic god became a competitor, what hope would they have? As for the sense of security brought by the strong companionship, it was no longer important...

Bauman was wearing a magic-binding bracelet, so he naturally didn't dare to bet that these people would really let him go as the exchange said. He had already planned to wait until their attention was distracted by the magic dragon, then cut off his wrist and use magic to escape. If he could successfully escape, there were many magical means to regenerate his severed hand, which was always better than losing his life.

But when he heard several young people addressing Klevich, and experienced several space transfers, he was completely disheartened. He was once a student of the Mage Academy, so how could he not have heard of the dean's name? It would be more realistic for the magic dragon to come and save him, his old friend, than to escape from the God of Space Mage.

Even those who didn't want His Excellency the God of Law to follow them had to admit on this long journey - it was really convenient. It shortened the journey of several days by horseback to half a day. Elphis was even considering asking a big shot to help make a hundred or eighty teleportation scrolls.

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Looking around, all you can see is dry and cracked land. Every few meters there is a barren hill with no grass. If the adventurer is confused by the heat, he will get lost if he is not careful and will not know which direction to go back. No wonder not many people cross the abyss to come here.

The Dragon Cave is located in a volcano. The dragons, who can spit fire from their mouths, are naturally not afraid of volcanic eruptions. They even use magma as bath water. Bowman waited for the dragon to offer treasures several times nearby, but he never dared to approach the Dragon Cave. It was not because he was afraid of a volcanic eruption, but because he did not want to leave his scent in the Dragon Cave and attract the dragon to chase the intruder.

But the God of Law would not worry about such things. Klevich took a few young people directly to the crater.

The smoke was not too heavy, otherwise the dragon would not live here. Looking down from above, you can see red magma flowing at the bottom of the crack, and you can also notice a nest made of a pile of gold coins and gems at a glance, but unfortunately you can't see the dragon.

Bauman was afraid that they would suspect he was lying, so he hurriedly explained: "I didn't lie to you. There really is a dragon living here! It must be out hunting now. If we're unlucky, we'll have to wait for several days..."

Raymond clicked his tongue and said, "This dragon is not very smart. Isn't he worried that the lava will burst out and swallow the treasure?"

Yaerlin glanced at his colleague who had never passed the written test. "They can clearly sense the surrounding temperature and the activity of the fire element, and will move the property away in time."

Raymond had a bad idea and grinned: "Then it must not be able to sense the thief coming!" After that, the knight went down and took away all the treasures.

His Royal Highness the Prince could not bear to watch it any longer and said, "Once I have made a contract with the dragon, you will have to return these things to it." Lord Klevich has already made it clear that he has no interest in raising magical beasts. Hope was rekindled in Austin's heart. Even with the help of the God of Magic, the chances of success would certainly be higher.

Raymond curled his lips. What a little loser, how could he compare to him who could use the divine language contract spell.

After waiting for two days using a nearby mound as a shelter, the dragon still did not return to its nest.

Al estimated that the temperature in this place was at least 50 degrees. Fortunately, the swordsman had excellent physiques and could withstand cold and heat. The pure mage dean was also fearless of the heat because of his demigod body. Otherwise, one of them would have suffered from heat stroke, just like Bowman who couldn't use water magic to cool down. After two days, he was completely stunned by the heat and couldn't muster any strength. However, there was no kind person present and they didn't even consider unlocking the magic bracelet.

Al felt extremely bored during the past two days and the environment was extremely unfriendly. Strangely, Samuel came out as usual after dark - he was picky, but still did not give up control of his body, allowing Al to witness what it meant to say one thing and do another.

Thinking about how they passed the time by forming teams to search for the magic crystal of the 'Blood of the God of Fire', Elphis couldn't help but wonder... Could it be that Samuel, like Winster, also had a money-grubber attribute?

He had a deep and sharp face that looked like he was not someone you would mess with. When there was annoyance in his brows, others could feel the low pressure coming from Samuel from afar.

It was strange. Why did He come out to endure such a bad and useless environment? Could it be that He had developed a habit over the past month?

He glanced at the kid squatting on the ground a few meters away, carefully using a shovel to search for magic crystals in the bubbling black ash... This ugly black and red land made the young man look even whiter and more beautiful. Samuel saw something pleasing to the eye and his brows relaxed a little.

Elphis pushed the shovel deeper and felt it was hard. Maybe it contained magic crystals. Just as he was thinking about it, the black hair hanging beside his ears suddenly turned back to its original silver color.

"......?" The young man turned around and looked at Samuel behind him in confusion. No, you have black hair yourself, why do you dislike me dyeing it this color?

Samuel narrowed his eyes in satisfaction as he watched the little pet, no, the little believer, whose fur had become even more gorgeous. The other party looked up at him with eyes wide open, which was also quite cute, except that there was a little black dust on his cheek, which made him look a little pitiful.

Samuel's lips moved, but he still didn't make a sound to remind people - isn't this another kind of cuteness?