Chapter 168 The Young Dragon in His Sheep Season
"Don't call me White Dragon."
White Dragon Therese licked her lips with her tongue, her eyes filled with longing, and continued to approach Garus.
"I want you to bite my back with your hard dragon teeth and make me suffer."
"I want you to wrap your thick, long tail tightly around my neck and suffocate me."
“I want you to call me White Scale, to trample on me, to bully me, to insult me.”
At this moment, she seemed to have been stimulated by something, and her whole body emitted an unusual odor that made Galos feel hot, as if she were poisoned.
"She's using poison on me? It's such a potent poison; even my poison resistance is reacting so violently."
Galos was alarmed. He slapped the white dragon on the head with his claw, knocking her to the ground, and warned, "White Dragon! Stop your little tricks."
After being struck by a claw, the white dragon regained some of its senses.
She said with a mournful and indignant tone, "Young dragon! Why are you so resistant? You are clearly lustful too. You are both evil dragons. Don't pretend like a metal dragon. There's no need for gifts or spiritual communication. Just come and go crazy with me."
Galos frowned.
Sunburn? I didn't know that was wrong!
Hong Tielong looked suddenly enlightened.
"Oh, so it's the heat cycle. I thought it was because the training intensity was high enough and it was about to evolve."
He suddenly remembered that a few days ago, he had been inexplicably feeling that the little dragon was a bit hot. Because he hadn't thought about it, he mistakenly thought that the little dragon was about to evolve, so he trained it more frequently and broke several pieces of iron stone.
The truth was now revealed, and Galos fell silent again.
Normally, dragons don't start their mating season until they are at least 25 years old or in their adolescence, so Galus didn't consider this reason.
Thinking about it now, it's not really that surprising.
His body grows faster than that of normal dragons, so it's only natural that he enters his mating season earlier than expected.
"No wonder, Tasha looked at me strangely the other day."
"No wonder Vera hasn't been around me at all lately."
Garus shook his head, finally understanding the reason, and then knocked the white dragon, who was trying to get close, to the ground.
The white dragon, covered in wounds, thick with blood, and shattered scales, simply couldn't arouse Garus's interest. The dragon overestimated its good looks and allure, and underestimated Garus's resistance to desire.
On the other side, the white dragon, who had been knocked to the ground once again, finally regained full consciousness.
The smell that made Galus feel hot was gone.
"Let's get down to business now."
"I need tangible benefits."
Galos stated bluntly, "I can accept half of your wealth as compensation, but for the other half, I need you to pledge allegiance to me to pay off the debt, and during the period of your allegiance, this other half will be withheld from me first."
White Dragon Therese wagged her tail and said, "How about 40%?"
"You have no room for negotiation with me."
Galos said with absolute certainty.
Next, the time for pledging allegiance and the specific content of the pledge were determined.
For example, for the next fifty years, the White Dragon will work for Garos to pay off her debts. During this time, she will not disobey Garos's orders and can fight, guard, and patrol for Garos. However, Garos cannot force her to perform tasks that are sure to lead to her death, cannot treat her like a slave or servant, and cannot extort the spoils of war or new wealth she gains during her period of loyalty.
Dragons are willing to pledge allegiance to their own kind.
But he would rather die than accept a servant-like status.
This is a reasonable request.
Because there were many similar precedents, Garos and the White Dragon quickly finalized an agreement. Of course, neither of them knew contract magic or contract items, and swearing an oath to the gods was not very binding. The main thing was that Garos withheld wealth as a bargaining chip to make the White Dragon loyal.
Immediately afterwards.
Tracy followed the Red Iron Dragon back to the centaur camp, intending to deal with the humans first before taking Garus to her dragon lair to collect the treasure.
"She is about to become my follower."
Galos said, telling the tense centaurs to relax a little.
"I want to praise you, but I can't think of any suitable words at this moment. A young dragon subduing an adult dragon is a legendary and unbelievable feat."
Nick, located at the centaur camp, offered his praise.
From the moment the white dragon appeared and the two began to fight, the merchant watched nervously, fearing that his all-in bet on the young dragon would fall under the claws of the adult white dragon.
As it turned out, he had worried unnecessarily.
The power of this ominous star of death refreshed his understanding of the young dragon.
Even an adult dragon can be defeated so easily.
Once he grows up, he will surely become a powerful ruler.
Despite the precarious living conditions of the five-colored dragons and their overall inferior strength compared to the metal dragons, every so often, some extremely powerful individuals emerge from among them, ruling over their respective territories like kings, making them feared by all.
In the history of the planet Bernardo, the number of evil dragons that are remembered far exceeds that of metal dragons.
The dragon that grows up is stronger than the metal dragon.
This is already a common impression people have of dragons.
However, in this era, the twenty-four-winged golden dragons of the metal dragon race are too powerful, almost standing at the pinnacle of the material world. Moreover, there are currently no outstanding overlords among the evil dragons, so the evil dragons appear weak.
"No need to elaborate on the praise."
"Garos said."
Nick chuckled and said, "Only by being pragmatic can one reach the summit. I admire your wisdom."
Need I say more?
No, I need to talk more.
He was a shrewd man and could tell which of Galus's words were serious and which were just casual remarks.
Galos narrowed his eyes, ignoring the other party's little scheme, and said, "Nick, from this day forward, you will become my henchman in the South, my tentacles in the human world."
"I will also give you a chance for a new life. When you are determined and ready, I will transform your dragon vein."
Nick's smile vanished, replaced by a solemn and serious expression. He prostrated himself on the ground again, his forehead pressed against the hard earth, and said, "I swear on my life and soul that I will never fail your expectations!"
Sometimes, going all in is a form of wisdom.
He has decided to go down a path that leads to his death.
Afterwards, Nick obtained the contact information for the Garoth communication stone.
Galos wanted to first establish a dragon-based force in the southern heartland of the Federation and develop some informants, so he made Nick directly under his command.
Galos himself didn't want to deal with trivial matters; such things should have been left to Iron Dragon.
but.
Just two days ago, Iron Dragon began to slumber and is now sleeping in Dragon Valley.
Sorog is twenty-two years old, a time when young dragons are prone to long periods of slumber. It will take him at least four or five years to awaken, and possibly as long as seven or eight years.
When he wakes up again, he will most likely be a psychic.
Psionicists can split their thoughts and think in multiple threads. Although the Iron Clan is gradually growing in size, at this stage, Iron Dragon can still manage it very well after becoming a Psionicist.
In addition, Garos estimated that his dragon's resting place would be arriving soon.
It will probably be within the next year or two, and I definitely won't be older than twenty when I come.
"We must not cause any trouble before Longmian falls into slumber."
Galos thought to himself, "There are quite a few powerful beings in the border areas. If we are too active and attract attention and hostility, and it just so happens that the dragon is asleep at that time, the Molten Iron Clan may suffer a devastating blow."
It's not time to be reckless and arrogant yet.
The young dragons still need to conceal their claws and teeth, just like tigers lying in wait in the mountains, only to reveal their sharpness when necessary.
(End of this chapter)
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