Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 182: 180 Warnings and Burrowing Worms 1

Translator: 549690339

A game of playing as an adventurer?

Otto looked up and down at Konoheim, who had the appearance of a greasy middle-aged human adventurer.

Should one say that like father, like daughter? Their hobbies were so similar.

Without Otto even asking, Konoheim explained on his own: “After I cleaned up the mess she made in the Eastern Empire, I found out that she had run off to Nolan Forest to claim kingship and hegemony.”

At that time, Nolan Forest wasn’t like it is now, filled with mindless, evil monsters that only know how to kill by instinct.

The master of Nolan Forest at that time was a Storm Titan Lord who had lived for almost a thousand years, and the minions under his command could even wrestle with Farrand or Felton Kingdom.”

“And you’re telling me, she, just a newly matured Blue Dragon, went there to stir up trouble. Wasn’t that just asking for death…”

In the First Era, able to compete with the most powerful dragons for the position of continental hegemon, one could understand the strength of the Titan race through this fact.

It’s just that now, like the dragons, the era belonging to the Titans has also declined.

However, just like the dragons, the remaining Titans are now holed up in various corners of the continent, waiting for new opportunities to come.

And, the two extraordinary races are all mutually hostile; if they encounter each other, it usually ends up being a fight to the death.

A newly matured female Blue Dragon against a Storm Titan that had lived for a thousand years.

Not only was her life in danger, but her body was also at risk…

Looking at it this way, Konoheim’s worries were quite necessary.

“But luckily, that Storm Titan was reasonable. After my slight warning, he immediately packed up all his belongings and ran to the Sky Mountain Range.”

Konoheim’s face showed a dangerous expression: “If he dared to do anything out of line, I wouldn’t mind taking matters into my own hands, even though I haven’t killed anyone in nearly a thousand years.”

For some reason, Otto felt a chill down his spine.

He knew that this Brass Dragon was warning him as well.

Fortunately, he had only acted against the subordinates of Violent Thunder

and hadn’t directly faced the Blue Dragon.

Being a daughter-con or whatever, it’s truly too terrifying!

“Originally, I did all this behind Welin’s back, and she thought she had successfully escaped from me and began to build her own army of minions in Nolan Forest, but later on, she still discovered everything.”

Konoheim said helplessly: “She said that I interfered with her freedom, that my control was too strong, and she wanted to break with me. She even returned to the Dragon Bone Wasteland and fought with me…”

At this point, Otto nodded, and now many things that happened at different times could be connected.

“Of course, even though she was already an Elderly Blue Dragon at the time, she naturally couldn’t be my opponent.

But naturally, I couldn’t bear to hit her either, so I just flew around in circles with her in the sky, playing around.

Later on, she finally realized this and said that she wouldn’t pay any attention to me anymore. Then she quickly ran away.”

At this point, Konoheim said with a tearless expression: “Since that day, I haven’t been able to find her again. My little Welin seemed to have completely disappeared. I could only faintly sense that she was still in the Dragon Bone

Wasteland.”

Alright, alright, Otto finally understood everything.

But did this have anything to do with him…

Although Otto really wanted to protest this with the Brass Dragon in front of him, in the end, he didn’t dare to speak.

He just forced a smile and said: “After all this talking, how about we have a drink and take a break?”

“I still have a lot of topics I want to talk to you about!”

Konoheim, who looked very spirited, nodded and said: “I heard that there is a very invigorating wine here, let me have some to taste!”

“That’s easy!”

Otto directly contacted Saru through the Communication Scale, and soon Saru brought a group of Lizardmen carrying several barrels of strong-smelling wine into the room.

As soon as they entered the Council Chamber, Saru hesitated as he looked at Konoheim, because he had no impression of this seemingly middle-aged human.

How on earth did this guy appear here?

Suppressing his curiosity, Saru respectfully bowed to Otto, then left with the Lizardmen subordinates.

As soon as the Lizardmen left, Konoheim couldn’t wait to pick up the half-meter-tall barrel of wine and violently punched a hole in the top of the barrel with his hand.

Then he tilted his head back and guzzled the wine into his mouth.

The next second, Konoheim put the wine barrel on the black stone floor, closed his eyes, and his bearded face turned red.

After a moment, his face gradually returned to normal.

Then, Konoheim let out a breath, spit out a wisp of flame, and patted his chest, exclaiming, “As expected, very invigorating! You always manage to come up with something fresh and new!”

The wine distilled by Longfang had a high alcohol content, but it was obviously unlikely to get a dragon drunk – as long as they didn’t want to.

“Can this wine be supplied to me in the long term?”

While picking up the barrel again, Konoheim looked expectantly at Otto. Otto replied casually, “As long as you want, there’ll be plenty of wine!”

“You’re quite accommodating!”

Konoheim laughed, then continued, “But I generally don’t like to take advantage of others. I’ve always believed in quid pro quo.

Do you need any items or information? Feel free to mention them; I’ll try my best to meet your needs!”

Since the big shot had said so, Otto didn’t need to be polite anymore.

“I heard there’s a batch of Burrowing Worms in the Dragon Bone Wasteland…”

“Are you really interested in them?”

Upon getting a confirmed response, Konoheim rubbed the stubble on his chin and nodded, “In that case, as long as you can consistently supply me with enough fine wine, I wouldn’t mind helping you… Huh? What’s this?”

Konoheim, who had been halfway through talking, looked questioningly at the jelly handed over by Otto using a thorn stick. This was the first time he had seen such a thing.

“It’s a novel dessert; you can give it a try!”

“Is that so…”

Konoheim frowned as he threw the jelly into his mouth, and then his face lit up with delight.

“Living a long life is really a good thing!”

Konoheim exclaimed, while Otto took the opportunity to add, “The Land of the Soaring Dragon will continue to research more novel things in the future. I can also provide such desserts for you in a stable manner!”

“I’m starting to appreciate you more and more!”

Nodding in satisfaction, Konoheim clapped his hands and said, “Leave those Burrowing Worms to me! In less than a week, I’ll send all the Burrowing

Worms from the Dragon Bone Wasteland to the Land of the Soaring Dragon!

But there is a small condition: at that time, you have to tell me what you want to do with so many Burrowing Worms!”

“No problem! The spectacle at that time will definitely satisfy your curiosity!”

Otto confidently replied..