Chapter 48 48. Annan got a stroke
The indigo dragon body full of power and beauty is dormant on the treasure mountain, its tough tail hangs down along the outline of the treasure mountain, and its strong and powerful claws sink into the golden coin. The wedge-shaped dragon head covered with fine scales is majestic and beautiful, and the light blue dragon horns are covered with thunder.
In the mountain of treasure beneath it, the magic props buried in it shine brightly, illuminating the dragon cave as if the treasure itself is emitting clear light.
Annan couldn't tell for a moment whether it was the imaginary creatures that made him lose his mind, or the mountain of treasure in front of him that made him intoxicated.
“You little warlock who has seen through deceitful illusions, why did you and your companions break into my territory?”
The sharp teeth, which were almost as tall as a man, grinned and let out a rough whisper that shook the air.
Annan barely remained calm, thinking about how to deal with it after finding that Wood was not around.
There is still good news and bad news: the good news is that the book says that the blue dragon belongs to law, and the bad news is that the alignment is evil.
In layman's terms, it is an evil creature that obeys order.
"Law" makes the blue dragon not have a breath of dragon breath to melt the intruders who break into the treasure house in front of him, "companion" makes the blue dragon willing to talk to Annan, and "warlock" status makes his words relatively rational. But it was destroyed due to "evil".
"Dear Lord Blue Dragon, my companions and I are looking for the veins of the haunted gold mine."
The extra surprise is that Annan's surprise of seeing fantasy creatures suppressed the intimidation brought by the dragon itself - —
Of course, it was also because of Annan’s lack of common sense that he did not clearly realize the terror of the Dragon Clan.
“You rudely broke into my living room and rummaged through my belongings?”
The low hum of the blue dragon made the cave dusty,
Haunted gold mine is your living room?
But there was nothing he could do in the face of making things difficult for Annan. This blue dragon, which is over ten meters in size, is obviously not a baby dragon. In the bard's story, a team led by master professionals and composed of elite professionals can successfully slay the dragon after paying a certain price.
And now here, there is only one level 1 vampire.
"This is a misunderstanding..."
Annan stalled for time and continued to think about ways to escape. Summon Wood again, and then get to the other side the moment the rift appears? But not enough magic.
Fortunately, the blue dragon didn't want to kill him yet...
At this time, a broken skeleton came over holding a broken plate with broken bread.
The blue dragon spoke in a low voice again: "You eat bread."
This piece of bread was the sawdust bread that was used to sustain life when Annan came to the world. It was mixed with excessive sawdust to make wooden sticks. Bread-like bread imparts hardness and immortality at the same time.
"Thank you..."
Annan stretched out his hand, ready to accept the blue dragon's strange courtesy. The blue dragon suddenly whispered again:
"I will eat you."
Annan retracted his hand silently.
"My companions are looking for me in the mines outside. They...one is a master warrior and the other is a vampire marquis." "Your Excellency Blue Dragon, are you sure you want to establish a group of powerful enemies in vain? "
The blue dragon lowered his eyelids lazily, as if mocking Annan's feeble warning: "They will team up with a little warlock like you?"
At this moment, a series of "clucking" sounds came from the depths of the mine, and then a ghost like a gauze curtain and a skeleton colliding with bones floated up.
“What’s going on?”
The blue dragon’s vertical pupils turned to his men.
The ethereal voice came from the wandering ghost, describing a warrior and a vampire outside. The soldier waved his heavy sword at will, and the mine continued to collapse. The vampire turned into a bat, filling the space like a tide.
The skeleton next to him opened his jaw and stared blankly at his companion.
Annan didn't know whether to praise Ghost's rhetoric or marvel at whether Wood was really that powerful? And when did Mr. Fast come over? And...he recognized the ghost.
Although I don’t know why it helped me, it’s best to pretend not to know it now. "Why is there no vibration..." The pair of vertical pupils shrank slightly because of this, focusing on Annan with some surprise.
The ghost continued, because there was also an epic mage who waved his staff casually, and the rock and soil were shaped randomly in front of him like gravel.
“Have you heard of the Warlock Protection Association?” Annan quietly stood up straighter, trying to make the warlock’s ethereal temperament clearer, “This is a trial, they are the... guardians who protect me.”
The Warlock Protective Society is known across the world, even blue dragons have heard of it.
It's just that it is so cunning, how could it let Annan go because of the undetermined truth: "You broke into my treasure house and witnessed my true identity. Only death can protect it——"
"Do you like gold coins?"
Annan's sudden question made Blue Dragon shut up.
The dragon's tail resting on Treasure Mountain quietly swayed its tail tip, setting off a shimmering golden light.
"Let me go, and you will get our friendship and the treasures we give away. Eat me, and you will suffer the revenge of the guardians and the Warlock Protection Association outside." To set off the seriousness, Annan added weight, " The treasures you have worked so hard to collect will also be plundered by them."
Crash——
The blue dragon's claws are stuck in the pile of coins...
"But you will be betrayed. I..." Blue Dragon whispered.
“I am a warlock of order.”
"I don't believe it..." The blue dragon slowly shook its head. Just when Annan thought that hope had failed, it said again: "Unless you are willing to sign a contract."
"Of course." Annan suppressed the surprise and urgency in his tone. .
The blue dragon asked the ghost to search for the contract and found a special piece of parchment that smelled of sulfur from the foot of the mountain.
"Be careful of the devil..."
The blue dragon kept chattering weirdly to warn Annan about the tricks the devil would set in the contract. For example, use invisible ink to write on the corners of the contract, and disguise the devil's writing as decorative patterns,
It even allowed Annan to avoid many traps when signing a contract with the devil in the future, but it went on for too long.
Annan secretly prayed that Wood would not break into the cave at this time.
"So...you will give me 10,000 gold coins, right?" Finally, the blue dragon finished talking and stared at Annan with its vertical eyes.
"I don't have that much money..."
"Nine thousand nine hundred coins?"
Annan sighed and continued to write: "The tradition of the Warlock Protection Association is not unconditional doting, and they will not agree..."
After some bargaining, what was finally written on the contract was "acceptable" to Annan 5 kinnar.
But every month.
The other part of the contract is that the blue dragon is prohibited from actively attacking Annan and his friends, and Annan needs to keep everything about the blue dragon secret.
The contract was reached, Annan and Lanlong breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
The Blue Dragon didn't offend that notorious organization, and could still get five gold coins every month... It wasn't much, but it was free.
And even if Blue Dragon now knows the truth, Annan will no longer be in danger.
Still good news and bad news:
The good news is that the debt of 5 gold coins starts next month.
The bad news is that there are still three days left.
(End of this chapter)