"Sir, we have successfully escorted the demon beast to the door."
A squire respectfully reported the situation to Krober.
"Her Majesty Ashardron said that after her research, she found that although this magical beast possesses high-intensity magic power and a strong body, it cannot be considered a true dragon in essence."
Hearing this, Krober nodded slightly, indicating that he already knew.
He thought to himself:
"Although the experimental value of this monster itself may not be very high, its utilization value is quite considerable."
Thinking of this, Krober couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.
Indeed, compared with the powerful and mysterious dragons in the main world, the so-called dragons on the continent of Faerun are really pale in comparison and can hardly meet the imagination and expectations of the people in the main world about creatures like dragons.
However, even so, this monster may still bring some unexpected help to Krober.
"Okay, now that the matter with Ashadron has been dealt with, let's not waste any more time."
Krober said as he walked towards the door.
"Let's go, I have something important that needs this guy's help."
When he walked out of the door, the large number of knights who had gathered had disappeared.
Ever since they learned that the so-called "bronze dragon" was just a magical beast that looked like a dragon, they no longer wanted to come here.
The greater the disappointment, the greater the hope.
This guy isn't even a mythical beast!
"Alright... Bronze Dragon, tell me, what's your name?"
Krober looked calmly at the miserable-looking bronze dragon in front of him.
"You... do you really believe that I'm a dragon?"
At this moment, Clarence's scales, which originally shone with bronze light, became dull.
The wounds of all sizes on his body had already scabbed over. Although they did not look fatal, they were extremely miserable, and he did not look like a dragon at all.
Its eyes revealed deep pain and confusion, as if it was cursed today.
I was sleeping soundly when a human legend came and beat me up.
Then, it was brought to the camp in an extremely humiliating posture, despised by a group of human soldiers watching, and even questioned its own race.
Originally, it thought that this was the limit of humiliation.
result.
It was also judged to be of "low value" by human mages!
No, buddy!
Do you want to look at what you are saying?
Are you saying that a bronze dragon has low experimental value?
Do you know that outside, it can become rich enough to rival a country just by selling blood!
If you resist, you can’t win; if you don’t resist, you will lose your self-esteem.
Clarence chose the latter, sacrificing his dignity in exchange for "safety".
Now, this leading human being actually identifies with his own race and his own dignity.
This couldn't help but make it feel warm in its heart.
"Of course I believe you."
Kroeber said.
"You are a native metal dragon from the continent of Faerun. You have always been loyal to Bahamut, the Lord of the North Wind and the Platinum Dragon God, right?"
Hearing someone so confident in his identity and beliefs, Clarence's tortured and battered heart finally found a little comfort.
It no longer cared that it was in the enemy camp, and its big eyes like copper bells were instantly filled with tears.
Then, it slowly lowered its head, gently placed its huge head in front of Krober, and burst into tears.
“Um…this…”
Krober was somewhat bewildered by the scene before him. He had thought that Clarence, as a bronze dragon, would be somewhat resilient, but he had not expected him to cry so heartbrokenly.
"Are the dragons in this world so fragile?"
Almost subconsciously, Krober reached out and gently stroked Clarence's head, trying to give it some comfort.
Although Kroeber is much more powerful than Clarence, his size is not much different from that of an ordinary human.
As for Clarence, his huge head was much taller than Kroeber's even if it was flat on the ground.
"Did Harold really cause any damage to the bronze dragon's head?"
Recalling the heavy punch Harold had given Clarence on the head, Krober couldn't help but feel more determined.
"My name is Clarence, my full name is Clarence de Anzu."
"My ancestor, the great ancient dragon Ansu, once served beside the great Lord Bahamut."
When it said this, its voice was full of pride and pride.
But to Kroeber, it looked more like a child showing off.
When the continent of Faerun was first formed, dragons already existed in the world.
Therefore, the dragon clan also has its own system of strength division.
That is according to age.
At a certain point in its life, every dragon undergoes a long, deep sleep.
This is not an ordinary rest, but a necessary path for transformation and evolution.
When they wake up from their slumber, they will leap into a whole new realm like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon.
This growth pattern begins when the dragon is a young dragon.
The little dragons at that time were young and fragile, but as time went by and they slept and woke up again and again, they gradually became stronger.
After the hatchling, it enters the young dragon stage, where the body grows slightly bigger and the strength increases.
Then it enters the teenage dragon stage, its body size increases further, and it can initially use its own abilities.
At this time, some dragons with stronger spell talents will begin to awaken their spell-like abilities.
Next come the adolescent dragons, who will begin to awaken their dragon breath and master more spell-like abilities.
After that, there is the young dragon. The dragon at this stage has a significant improvement in both strength and wisdom.
Adult dragons represent true maturity; they become the backbone of the pack and possess awe-inspiring strength.
Next are the mature dragons, who are in peak condition and can stand out from the crowd.
However, the evolution of the dragon race did not stop there.
Although the extremely old dragon is very old, it contains extremely profound knowledge and wisdom.
Gu Long has experienced many vicissitudes of life and witnessed the changes of time.
The ancient dragon represents the ancient power in the dragon clan's heritage, which is mysterious and powerful.
In the end, those who reached the level of the ancient dragons stood at the top of the entire race.
The realm corresponding to the ancient dragon surpasses the legend and becomes a rare strong man in the world.
Judging from the overall top-level combat power, the dragons in the world of Faerun are indeed as powerful as the gods.
Clarence told almost all the information he knew about the dragon race, just to prove how noble its ancestors were.
The presence of Ansu in its long list of true names also proves that it is a purebred bronze dragon.
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