Lindyss crossed her legs and leaned to the side, resting her elbow on the icy armrest. Her head was propped up by her palm, which was resting against her cheek. Underneath her, there was a throne made of ice, but her seat was padded by the fur of an unknown creature to keep her butt from getting cold. Underneath the ice throne, there was a half-silver, half-green dragon. The dragon turned its eyes up to look at the person comfortably perched on its head.
Seriously, Lulu said, youre making my head numb. If I turn dumb because of you, Im going to ask Leila to ask Grimmy to eat you.
Hopefully, when you turn dumb, youll forget that it was who did it, Lindyss said and rolled her eyes. As if shed believe a dragon could be affected by a block of ice placed on its head. Were getting closer; just keep flying straight. The faster you fly, the sooner Ill get off of you.
Lulu glanced down at the ground below. She had heard rumors about the southern continent and how Grimmy destroyed it. From what she was told, it was completely inhospitable, but from what she could see, the land actually didnt look so bad. Sure, there wasnt anything around but brown dirt, but if she planted a few seeds, it wouldnt take too long for the place to liven up. As expected, rumors were always exaggerated. If Grimmy really had made the place inhospitable, would Leila have beco his mate?
Lindyss looked down at Lulus head, wondering what the dragon was thinking. Usually, Lulu would offer a rebuttal to her words. What are you thinking about? A cold forehead isnt going to reduce your ntal capabilities, Lindyss said. You can relax.
Lulu shook her head. The base of the icy throne fit perfectly along the dragons scales, so it didnt even shake due to Lulus actions. Do you really think Grimmy can fix ? Lulu asked. Does it make sense for a cursed dragon to be better at curing things than a holy dragon?
Dont worry too much, Lindyss said. Even if Grimmy cant solve the problem, there are still other thods of turning you back to normal. Usually, there isnt only one solution to any given problem. We could go to Nova and have him paint your green scales silver. We could kidnap a fairy and have her cast illusion spells on you to make it seem like youre normal. We could make so dwarves slt so silver scales for you and replace the green ones by plucking them out.
Lulu rolled her eyes up again to look at Lindyss. But none of those solutions solves the root of the problem, the silver dragon said. They only treat the symptoms. Dont you think its unnatural for a dragon to turn green? What if Im poisoned and only have a few years to live?
Lindyss snorted. Youll die eventually, she said. What difference does it make if its now or later? I havent seen you scrambling to co up with a way to live longer, but now youre worried about how long youll live?
Lulus brow furrowed, and her eyes narrowed in contemplation. After a second, her eyes widened. Youre absolutely right! the silver dragon said.
Wait, Lindyss said and pinched the bridge of her nose. I know Im right most of the tis, but what am I right about this ti? Why does it seem like you misunderstood sothing I said?
Lulu shook her head. I didnt misunderstand anything, she said. Im scared of dying, but Im not doing anything about it! Right, right, right, right, right. I have to figure out what causes things to die of old age. But how do I do that? There arent many dragons whore dying of old age. Wyverns then? If I experint on them, but.
Lindyss expression darkened as Lulu rambled on and on, the dragons voice beco lower and lower. Soon, all that could be heard were the sounds of lips moving and teeth clacking. Lindyss scratched her head. Was this a result of her words or a result of whatever had turned the dragons scales green? The cursed elf wasnt quite sure.
***
Vur sat on a golden throne in the middle of the ruined courtyard. The ripples from the battle had extended quite far, knocking over a few buildings. Luckily, only the adventurers who had attacked Vur were injured. The butlers, maids, and nobles had enough common sense to escape in ti. Vur drumd his fingers against the armrest of his throne. It had been created by Diamant, and as usual, only the exterior had been plated with the precious tal. In front of Vur, all the adventurers were kneeling with bitter expressions on their faces. They were the strongest in their generation, yet they had been suppressed by a single person, one who was much younger than them as well.
Vur glanced at the six people who were kneeling in front of the rest of the group. They were wearing armor made of broken dragon scales. The six of you killed three dragons?
Cold sweat ran down Josephs back. Yes, Your Majesty, he said, keeping his eyes trained on the ground.
Well, it wasnt really the six of us, Keith said. The five of them did the slaying. Im really weak and useless, you see? He pulled out a dagger. Look at my weapon. Do you think I can harm a dragon with this? Even if I could pierce through a dragons scales with this, the injury wouldnt amount to more than a scratch.
Are you really trying to throw us under the bus? Danielle asked and glared at Keith. If it werent for Vurs overwhelming presence, she wouldve stabbed Keiths butt. Who was the one that operated the ballista, the key to killing the dragons, huh? She raised her head and stared Vur in the eyes. Whats it to you if we killed so dragons? Is killing dragons illegal? We did nothing wrong.
Holy crap, Keith muttered and stared at Danielle as if she were crazy. If you want to die, dont drag us down as well!
Vur scratched his head. For so reason, the Dragon Slayers werent what he expected them to be. They were too weak. However, appearances could be deceiving. Just in case, itd be best to let Grimmy seal them in the tower. After the auction is over, the six of you will follow , Vur said and turned his head to the side. Ed Edward was standing there. When does the auction start?
The undead noble lowered his head. Its scheduled to start in a week, but we can start it ahead of ti if youd like.
Vur shook his head. Start it in a week. As he had thought before, a week was the perfect length of ti for a nap. Make sure these six dont leave the island.
Of course, Your Majesty.
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