There were only two dragons who came to Caldera Palace, Yoel and Ignar.

The palace was quiet. Except for the soldiers introduced, the original attendants seemed to have been sent away early.

The passage leading to His Excellency the Grand Duke's room is a corridor paved with magic mirrors.

When the soldier was about to open the door, he turned around and saw the dragon that brought him endless fear. He was lying on the ground at the moment, unable to move forward. His claws were tightly clasped on the side seam of the magic mirror, cautiously

He tried to pry it back and forth, trying to pry it off the ground.

After being stunned for a while, the soldier realized that he wanted to stop this hateful dragon, but after holding it in for a long time, he could only utter one word that was neither gentle nor slow.

"This...is not good..."

Joel looked at these crystal-carved mirrors reluctantly and gave up the idea of ​​detaining them for the time being... at least he had to wait until no one noticed before continuing.

Seeing Joel stop his movements, the soldier also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Excellency, I'm waiting for you inside."

The soldier bowed respectfully and then retreated.

Joel stepped forward nonchalantly, raised his big foot, and was about to kick open the door. But he immediately retracted his foot and stared at the gems on the door with his big eyes, bit by bit, opening the gems.

He buckled it and put it into the ring hanging on his chest. After working for a while, just when Ignar took the tied Drark and yawned, Joel finally remembered

There is also a rich man inside the door.

Joel held his breath, slowly opened the door with the sleepy Igna and the tightly bound Drark, and moved his eyes out bit by bit.

He had heard too many rumors about this lord, and could even imagine the scene in the room. He didn't know whether the accumulation of wealth would make him feel lost, but at the end of his sight was an emptiness.

Compared to the splendidly decorated Caldera Palace, the Grand Duke's room was, on the contrary, very neat. It was different from the room filled with treasures that Joel had expected, which made him sigh heavily.

Tyler Tobias, who was sitting at the table, sat upright, holding an unknown document in his hand and reading it. His noble aristocratic temperament was vividly reflected in his body. The long waiting time did not change his face.

Even a little bit of anxiety appears.

"This guy... is really annoying to Long. His temperament is just like he pretends to be." Igna commented on this.

"... He didn't even put any treasure in his room. He was pretending to be poor!" Joel said firmly, pointing to the part of his brain, "But what he ignored was that when he was pretending to be poor, he

But his subordinates exposed the fact that he is very rich, are they trying to lower the price by pretending to be poor? Don’t even think about it!”

He pulled Drark over and introduced him solemnly: "Dark...is worth ten million gold coins!"

It looked like he was introducing a very important product.

"You... like treasures very much...?" Tyler Tobias spoke slowly, with a gentle yet thick voice, giving people the first impression that he was a friendly but powerful uncle from his neighbor's house.

"There is no silver dragon who wouldn't like treasure." Yoel replied affirmatively.

If there is a little silver dragon in the clan who doesn't like treasure, then the silver dragon dad doesn't need to think about it. There must be a piece of grassland above his head. Of course, this refers to the situation where both dragons are silver dragons.

Joel is an exception. His dragon father is a gem dragon who doesn't like collecting treasures, but he has inherited the characteristics of his dragon mother who likes treasures.

While they were talking, Tyler Tobias took out a gold coin.

Joel's eyes widened.

Unconsciously he threw poor Drark to the ground.

"What would you do if I gave you this gold coin?"

"You want to give it to me? Then I... will be very grateful to you."

Joel's claws had already reached forward, but the gold coin did not fall on his hand. The originally burned magic circle was triggered, completely destroying the fallen gold coin.

Joel's dragon eyes suddenly widened, and violent magic spewed out of his body.

"You ruined... ruined my gold coins!"

Tyler Tobias was enduring the magic storm, but during this period he was also sizing up Joel. Before he agreed, he regarded the gold coins as his own.

His personality is different from his appearance. He is a bit willful and can even be said to be domineering.

But perhaps more troublesome than Joel's character is his magic power. Joel's magic power changes completely according to changes in emotions. For ordinary mages, they need to remain calm enough when chanting magic. Only in this way

Only by controlling the magic power well. But for Joel, it is completely different. What supports this is the unparalleled magic power and superb control.

When he felt that the magic power was about to reach his limit, Tyler Tobias took out another gold coin and threw it to Joel.

The magic calmed down instantly, as if nothing before had happened.

Joel also immediately changed his mind, "You are a good person who gives gold coins. I wrongly blamed you."

One gold coin can make such a big difference?

It seems that the attraction of treasure to him is greater than imagined.

Tyler Tobias's eyes moved imperceptibly.

"So...when are you going to redeem Drark?" Joel asked directly.

"Now..." He put down the document in his hand and pushed over an ornament.

The ornament is a magic prop in a space, and Joel can sense that what is stored inside is exactly the ten million gold coins he wants.

"He is yours now." Joel hurriedly pushed Drark in front of Tyler Tobias, and grabbed the ornament with his other paw, fearing that Tyler would regret his decision.

"Can you please remove the restraints for him?" Taylor asked.

"What about after-sales service?" Yoel rolled his eyes, but still nodded, and he released the magic shackles that were comfortable on Dralke.

Delark, who felt the return of magic power, was completely relieved.

At this moment, Taylor pushed out the document he had just read. The style and pattern written on it were almost consistent with the slave contract.

Delark's expression suddenly changed.

From the status of a saint who was respected by even the king, to a slave who is worse than a commoner, the change of status is unacceptable. He even wanted to use magic power to rush out of the room, but the silver dragon present,

Gave up this plan.

Taylor spoke slowly: "This is a document, similar in nature to a slave contract, but... I have modified the contents above."

"Revise..?"

"You only need to serve the Tobias family for free for ten years and you will be free."

One million a year... From a saint's perspective, it was unimaginably low, but now he had no right to refuse.

He is still young and will still have a chance even after ten years.

"Okay." Drark nodded and took the initiative to sign the contract.

After the contract was completed, Tobias motioned for him to leave, and Delark nodded and left. Even if Archduke Taylor didn't speak, he still had this plan, and he didn't know how he spent these days... these two dragons

All he brings to himself are nightmares, especially the yawning Igna, who likes to use him as a pillow when he has nothing to do. He is bearing a weight that he should not bear at this age. Fortunately, his body has been transformed by magic, so he will not suffer from it.

He was crushed to death because of his excessive weight.

The room fell silent, and Taylor spoke again: "Tobias, you must have heard it recently...?"
Chapter completed!