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A group of giant dragons stopped digging for worms and all gathered around, salivating over a pile of vegetables, especially after the giant vegetables were taken out, their tender green color so lush and inviting that drool started dripping from their mouths.
If Sava, the pharmacist, were here, he would surely be excited to collect this dragon saliva, but Negris only felt disgusted and said irritably, "Stop drooling all over me, all your saliva is dripping on my head. With so much saliva, I'll have you planting Dragon Saliva Grass later."
He still resented being tricked by a goblin merchant into drooling for fifty years when he was younger, and what irked him even more was that although the grass did grow, the goblin merchant had died long ago, Kvada.
This grumpy tone sounded just like the elders in their clan, and all the giant dragons couldn't help but shrink their heads and slurp back their drool.
