At night, Mitchell lay in bed and looked at the sleeping Little Mitch next to him. He was deep in thought.
During the day, he had personally seen Little Mitch use the Fire Dragon Spell.
Although it was much weaker than what he and Swain had displayed, it was still a success.
He was only able to do it because he had [Tenfold Element Affinity] and [Tenfold Fire Enhancement].
And Swain had been training hard for decades.
However, even a newborn baby dragon like Little Mitch was able to successfully cast it.
The power of the dragon genes was evident.
This caused Mitchell's heart to waver.
Should he merge Little Mitch into him?
The system seemed to have sensed Mitchell's thoughts and cooperatively gave him a system prompt.
[Ding. Detected that Host has subdued the silver dragon. Do you want to merge?]
At that moment, Mitchell hesitated.
But he immediately gave an answer in the next moment.
"No."
Mitchell instantly felt more relaxed after refusing to merge.
He knew he was not a good person, but he was definitely not an animal.
He would hesitate and waver in the face of great benefits, but he could maintain his bottom line.
Although it was just a coincidence, Little Mitch really did take Mitchell as its father.
This relationship was genuine.
If Mitchell chose to merge with Little Mitch, he would probably look down on himself for the rest of his life.
Mitchell smiled warmly at Little Mitch, who was sleeping soundly in his arms.
He gently caressed the beautiful silver scales on Little Mitch's body.
Little Mitch seemed to have sensed something in its sleep. Although it did not wake up, it shook its little head and gently rubbed its head against Mitchell's palm.
Although he had not been in this world for long, he had already experienced many things.
Other than Uncle Mikhos, the one who had the most genuine feelings for him, was probably this little baby dragon.
With that thought in mind, Mitchell gently blew out the lamp on the bedside table and covered himself and Little Mitch with a blanket.
***
The moon was not bright tonight, and the cold wind rustled the plants in the mansion.
Two black shadows, one tall and one short, flashed across the roof beam, moving quickly.
After all, it was the Leon Family who had the greatest influence in Storm City. There were more or less some people patrolling at night.
However, no one could have guessed that someone would dare to trespass into the Leon Family's mansion.
They reached the roof of a side room very soon.
With no sound, and no illumination tool to assist them, the two of them simply exchanged hand gestures on the beam.
"Are you sure it's here?"
"Yes. I can sense the Silver Dragon's aura."
"Alright, let's get ready."
Both of their gestures were very fast, but there was no sluggishness in their communication.
Clearly, the two of them had a very deep rapport.
They were probably professionals who often came out at night.
After their discussion, the two of them gently flipped forward, grabbed the roof and rolled down.
They didn't make a single sound.
The two of them actually managed to sneak into the mansion of the number one family in Storm City without anyone noticing.
Then, under the cover of the night and their black clothes, the two of them boldly crouched outside the door and listened to the sounds inside.
The breathing was very even. It seemed like the person inside was asleep.
The two of them looked at each other and gestured at the same time.
"Now!"
The moment they received the other party's signal, the two of them moved without any hesitation and directly broke through the door.
The short man pulled out a black dagger from his waist.
The dagger seemed to have been forged in a special way that did not reflect light at all.
As for the tall man, he took out a blow dart from his bosom.
It was obvious that the blow darts were coated with poison.
From the looks of it, their identity was very clear.
Professional assassins!
Unlike other killers, they were used to doing everything quietly.
They were confident in their movement and techniques and could move without making any sound.
However, these two assassins knew very well that anything could cause complications.
If they opened the door and opened the window carefully, it was entirely possible that a slight noise would cause all their efforts to go to waste.
They might as well just charge in and kill the target before leaving quickly.
Without any hesitation!
Mitchell opened his eyes almost as soon as he heard the commotion.
However, the moment he opened his eyes, danger was already approaching him.
A pure black dagger without any luster was stabbing towards his heart.
At the same time, there was an extremely soft swoosh from the door.
An almost imperceptible arrow flew towards his face.
Instantly, Mitchell swung his body to dodge the blow arrow.
His hand quickly reached out and grabbed the man's wrist tightly like a vise.
The two men in black were secretly shocked when they saw this scene.
Unexpectedly, the opponent was able to react the moment the attack arrived, perfectly neutralizing their attacks!
However, although they were surprised, their hands reacted instinctively.
The tall man in black at the door immediately loaded the second blow.
The advantage of the blow dart was that the sound it made was especially soft and could easily be hidden on the body.
However, the shortcomings were obvious. They had to reload their ammunition after each launch.
On the other side, the short man in black suddenly loosened his grip on the dagger.
The dagger fell immediately.
His left hand quickly caught the dagger and stabbed towards Mitchell again.
Though they were quick to react, Mitchell was quicker.
He immediately reached out with his other hand and grabbed the other party's left wrist.
At the same time, he tilted his head and dodged the dart again
Mitchell was able to react so quickly because he had fused with the orc genes.
[Tenfold Battle Intent]!
This talent allowed Mitchell to gain combat instincts that far exceeded ordinary people.
It was even more powerful than purebred orcs!
With the support of Battle Intent, Mitchell could almost always instinctively come up with the best countermeasures in battle.
From the looks of it, it seemed to be extremely disadvantageous for Mitchell.
Because even though he had controlled one of the assassins, his hands were also restricted and he could not move freely.
While there were two people on the other side.
The other could have taken advantage of the moment when Mitchell had his hands bound to launch a series of attacks.
Even if he could dodge, he couldn't possibly dodge every time, right?
Just as the tall man in black revealed a confident smile,
Mitchell roared,
"Little Mitch, get up and help!"