Jervis and Al Su quickly erged from the tent.
As soon as they ca out, they saw the panic-stricken crowd, all exaggerating the terror of the Dragon Clan.
Indeed, humans were insignificant in size compared to dragons, and natural fear arose in the face of such imnse creatures.
"Are we going to have to catch shells again after this?"
"The nobles need them, so we definitely will have to go."
"Can we not take this job? It’s too terrifying!"
"But apart from this, it’s hard to find high-paying work."
"Let’s wait and see. At least no one has lost their life just now."
"This dragon doesn’t seem vicious, it only seed to scare us off?"
"Think about it, we actually saw a dragon?"
"It’s as tall and formidable as the legends say."
"When it roared just now, I almost couldn’t move."
"I already couldn’t move; I was facing her directly, so being able to move afterwards was because she let us go."
"..."
Realizing that everyone had returned safely, the crowd gradually cald down and started to discuss.
Through these discussions, they suddenly realized that the dragon seed to have indeed not hard any innocent lives.
With the safety hazard gone, they all began to feel excited.
One must know that opportunities to see dragons were not common.
Watching this scene, Jervis and Al Su felt even more confident about their mission.
Seeing Jervis and Al Su, the Saint-level professionals, a few of the hurried officials also ca over.
"My lords, are you..." They couldn’t be planning to confront that dragon, could they?
This would indeed be serious.
A dragon may be manageable, but the Dragon Clan behind her was not.
Those who had confronted dragons had almost all disappeared into the annals of history.
"We’re going to talk to the dragon," stated Jervis candidly.
They also knew that dragons were not easy to deal with, which is why they intended to treat them with respect.
"The lords are troubled," the officials said, feeling imdiately reassured upon hearing this.
Afterward, they started to handle the aftermath at the scene and then waited for news from Jervis and Al Su.
anwhile, the two n soon reached the beach again.
Just as they stepped on the sand, Filia noticed them.
Originally, she had let the humans go and had prepared to be inhospitable if they dared intrude again, but realizing the combined strength of her visitors surpassed her own, Filia forcefully suppressed the urge to attack first.
"Human, halt your steps," Filia’s proud voice echoed above them as they steadily approached her lair.
Jervis and Al Su instinctively stopped.
Looking up, they beheld the mountainous Filia.
Even prepared as they were, they still received a strong visual shock.
After all, they felt exceedingly tiny in front of Filia.
It took a while for both of them to recover.
Jervis was the first to speak, "Lord Dragon, we have co to bring you Gold Coins."
The mont the word "Gold Coin" was uttered, Filia’s eyes instantly lit up.
She loved Gold Coins!
However...
"Gold Coins given freely by humans cannot be accepted!" Filia recalled her elders’ advice, although she said this half-heartedly because everything about her seed to be saying two words.
Want.
Seeing her reaction, Jervis quickly followed up, "It’s not for free; it’s an exchange."
"Exchange?" Filia tilted her dragon head in confusion.
At this simple movent, Jervis and Al Su’s hearts both involuntary leaped.
The size of the creature was so imnse that even a minimal action could cause them nervousness.
Suppressing his emotions, he continued, "Yes, you allow us to harvest shells in your territory, and we will give you Gold Coins based on the number captured. If you have surplus shells, you can also trade them to us."
"Do you humans need shells that badly?" Philaya’s eyes once again glead brightly.
Her elders had ntioned before that if one had sothing humans liked, it was ti to have the ans to enslave them.
"There are other shorelines where we can harvest, but since we are here first, we naturally do not wish to switch spots, which is quite troubleso," Jervis hurriedly said.
Dragons are greedy creatures; they wouldn’t give their counterparts any chance to take advantage of them.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Philaya imdiately reined in her little scheming thoughts.
After all, shells were truly useless to her, and it was better to exchange them for so Gold Coins.
Otherwise, if the humans went to other shorelines, the Gold Coins would beco another dragon’s.
Is that tolerable?
Absolutely not!
"Fine, I reluctantly agree to your terms. But if you dare deceive of my Gold Coins, I’ll swallow you whole," Philaya agreed without much of an air and also threatened while making a gesture as if inhaling.
With this inhale, the surrounding waters swirled up instantly.
Had it not been for Jervis and Al Su as Saint-level professionals, they might have been swept away like the water.
In that mont, the two once again felt utterly dwarfed by the power of the Dragon Clan.
"Of course, we can sign a contract," Jervis said as he quickly produced the pre-written Magic Contract Scroll.
With both parties at the sa Level, the contract would take effect the mont they input their nas and both would be bound by the power of the rules.
This way, Jervis and his company could feel more at ease.
After all, they knew another characteristic of the Dragon Clan—their capricious nature.
Who knew if the dragon would renege on a deal that had been so readily agreed upon earlier?
Seeing this, Philaya took the scroll and, upon inspecting and finding no issues, promptly left her na on it.
Once the contract was effective, Jervis and Al Su imdiately felt reassured.
"With our cooperation established, we will arrange for designated harvesting personnel next. We hope Lady Filia grants permission and ensures their safety to the greatest extent possible," Jervis respectfully said.
They believed that as long as the dragon before them did not take action, given the scale of their operation, it was unlikely that anything would go wrong, and thus their reminder was phrased sowhat more subtly.
"Don’t worry, I’ll look after them," Philaya replied without a second thought, seeing these humans as nothing more than tools for her work, and the more they worked, the more she would earn. Why would she let anything happen to them?
At that mont, Philaya was already doing ntal calculations.
She wondered how many Gold Coins she would earn from this.
When the ti ca, she wanted to cover her dragon bed with those Gold Coins.
Thus, an agreent was struck.
Upon returning, Jervis imdiately summoned several team leaders.
"We’ve signed an agreent with Lord Long, and you may harvest within the bounds of her territory in exchange for the corresponding Gold Coins," Jervis put it plainly.
In other words, they used Gold Coins to purchase safety.
"And the price...?"
"Don’t worry, it’s within a range everyone can accept, and we’ve left plenty of room for profit," he reassured.
"How do we trade then?"
"Naturally, you’ll bring your catch to us, and we will handle the transaction with the dragon," Jervis stated, unfazed.
In this process, they inevitably would also gain a slight benefit—purely marginal, a matter of volu.
Listening, the leaders of the various teams had no objections.
Having a safe place was naturally better than anything else.
Today, they’d been frightened once and felt as if their souls had flown away.
Thankfully, they’d encountered a good-tempered dragon. Had it been a temperantal one, they would have been dood.
Therefore, this slight cost was an exceedingly good deal.
And for the teams from Bengala Town, the sight of Jervis thriving, like a fish in water, imdiately filled them with relief.
Had it not been for two Saint-level professionals, their journey would have been fraught with danger.
All were satisfied with the trade.
In no ti at all, the entire harvesting operation proceeded as normal.
The harvesters began their work with peace of mind and gradually explored wider areas of the sea.
Finally, with a breakthrough in the number of shells collected, the teams transmitted their updates back ho.
The Lords of the various territories, upon receiving the news, quickly sought out Hope Village.
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