"What do I want? You should've thought about the consequences before you attacked my lair!"
This sentence was meant for humans and also for the silver dragon flying above.
Sure enough, the silver dragon heard the words, combined with the wreckage of the battleship, understood the cause and effect of the matter, and her face went blank.
For all true dragons, they had to constantly worry about attracting unnecessary eyes on their wealth and harassment by intelligent creatures. Furthermore, righteous dragons were also the target of certain evil beings, but they weren't so blatant in their actions as the white dragons.
Although the silver dragon was righteous, she wasn't foolish. She couldn't be lenient with these villains who invaded their homes too much. She understood this truth.
And she had preconceived a misunderstanding that the white dragon was bullying the weak and hindered the white dragon from acting out; she felt ashamed.
Gandalf calmed down and said, "White Dragon! What conditions do you want! You can mention it! But if you dare to hurt Master Bruce, the Dumbledore family will never let you go!"
Amos narrowed his eyes into dangerous slits, his throat trembled, and he growled word by word, "You! Are you threatening me? It seems you still haven't figured out the situation! Now, you are the one who is cornered!"
Amos' dragon's claws were slightly gripped, Bruce's bones deformed in a different shape, and he made an agonized sound.
Gandalf's face changed drastically, but he dared not rush over and raised his hand hurriedly, "Don't mess around! If you have something to say, we can discuss everything!"
"Messing around? No, no, no! Why am I willing to mess around? Go back and tell your Lord Earl! Let him be ready for the ransom! Otherwise, his heir will be thrown into the sea and be fed to the sharks!"
The silver dragon in the sky heard the words, and her little guilt towards the white dragon disappeared, and she muttered, "Bah, dogs can't change their habit of eating shit, and evil dragons can't quit robbery."
The dragon's hearing was keen, and the dragon siblings wanted to rush up to teach the cheap silver dragon a lesson, but Amos raised his brow and stopped the dragon siblings.
Rather than fighting the silver dragon away, it was better to focus on the benefits. This was the well-known feature of silver dragons. As long as one was in the right and the other party comes to the door, he can always be compensated.
Amos raised his head and looked at the silver dragon in the sky, "Little girl, what did you just say? You made me lose so many dependents. I haven't settled this account with you yet!"
Silver Dragon heard this, and thought preventing Amos from joining the battle, Murlocs must have had more casualties, and said with some shame, "Well, I will compensate you."
Hey? She is so easy to talk to. Amos was happy!
"Then give me the scales on your chest!"
The silver dragon was taken aback, smiled slyly, and said, "If you think it's beautiful! I'll give it to you, do you dare to accept it?"
Amos really didn't dare to accept this kind of thing specially prepared for the younger generation, as it must have the function of tracking and recognising its owner. If an outsider took it, wouldn't it be inviting death?
Amos also thought about it, and asked, "Then what good things do you have? You have to show some sincerity when you apologize!"
The silver dragon heard the words, frowned, thinking in distress. What could she give, and not let herself suffer, but also compensate for her faults? Soon, the silver dragon had an idea, and she cast a detection spell on Amos.
A group of yellow and white lights emerged from the white dragon head. The yellow light represents lawfulness and the white light represents neutrality.
This represents the white dragon's camp as lawful neutral.
Amos's complexion turned ugly, as it was very rude behaviour to investigate other people's camps at will. If the silver dragon did not give a reasonable explanation, Amos would immediately rush up and do another fight.
The dragon siblings made muffled roars in their throats. As long as Amos moved his hands, they would swarm up and give this damn silver dragon a lesson that would be unforgettable for life.
The silver dragon ignored Amos's ugly face, and said, "Well, I'll introduce and guide you into joining the organization!"
"What?"
Amos was taken aback, and he didn't expect that the silver dragon would propose to introduce some kind of organization she would join and was about to refuse.
The silver dragon had a look of being taken advantage of, "Nine Eyes Alliance! It's not something that anyone can enter."
Amos was taken aback again. If it was the Nine Eyes Alliance, what the silver dragon said was really not exaggerated.
This had to be mentioned, the situation of the mage organization in Nordhill mainland: the Nordhill Mage Professional Association was a parliamentary organization similar to the earth's United Nations, composed of various mage groups, the three strongest of all mage organizations as the main organization. The three main mage organizations at this stage were: the Emerald Tower, the Nine Eyes Alliance, and the Black Robe Wizard's Association.
Amos thought about it. At the end of his development, he set up a hill, and it was necessary to deal with the outside world. At this time, an official title was indispensable.
In this cruel world, if the dragon lord fought alone, maybe a certain group would organize a legendary team the next day and come to kill the dragon.
Therefore, if the evil dragon wanted to become the lord dragon, and did not have the strength to meet the gods and kill them, it was best to join an organization and obtain the official title to prove that he was not an orphan dragon, just like Salilina, who was a member of the Dragon Sect.
Although Salilina was too cold to worship the dragon god, she still had to admit that it was the Dragon Sect that saved her from the fate of being besieged and killed by a large organization of spellcasters.
One must know that no matter which world you are in, one can only do so much. In the eyes of some legendary bigwigs, orphan dragons were a mobile treasury.
But joining that organization must be carefully considered. After thinking about it, Amos replied, "I have to think about it again."
The silver dragon expressed her understanding, "This kind of important matter must be considered carefully, so contact me when you think about it."
After she finished speaking, the silver dragon threw a scale at Amos, "My name is Bai Liya Samaranch, what is your name?"
"Amos Aldridge."
"Okay, I will remember your name."
The silver dragon turned her head and flew away.
Amos was not in the mood to continue being entangled with humans.
"I will give you seven days. If I don't see 5 million gold coins, just wait for me to tear him up!"
Jax exclaimed, "Five million gold coins?! Why don't you rob us instead!"
In this world, the total income of an ordinary peasant family a year was only two or three gold coins, and five million gold coins ... That was almost the entire earl's tax revenue for four or five years, based on Bailey City. Under the premise that it was an important node of northern trade.
Amos had a caring expression on his face as he replied, "Isn't it just robbing?!"
Gandalf said with an ugly face, "Seven days, where are we going to find so many gold coins! Can you give me a few days of grace?"
Amos's face turned gloomy, "Are you bargaining with me?!"
Bruce in white dragon's hand groaned in pain.
Baron Oliver quickly stopped and said, "Okay! Seven days is it!"
Amos nodded with satisfaction, "This is the truth! The loser must have the consciousness of the loser."
"Um ..., if there are not enough gold coins, I will also accept magic items of equal value."
"By the way, the necklace on your neck is not your own! Hand it over!"
Gandalf, with a dark face, tore off the necklace and threw it to the white dragon.
"Hey, your staff is not bad too!"
Jax: "..."
"You seem to have a good ring, do you mind if I safe keep it for you for a few days?"
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Amos relied on the dragon's powerful intuition to inspect the treasures, and after plundering the surplus-value of the human coalition army, he ordered his entourage to return to the court.
Halfway through, the white dragon turned around again, and the human coalition was shocked.
Gandalf grabbed his white robe in horror and stepped back.
Jax, with only his pants left, folded his hands on his chest, "I have nothing more!"
Amos: "..."
The white dragon lord had thick skin, ignoring a faintly resentful Jax.
Amos viciously warned, "Don't let me find human adventurers around my territory, otherwise, I will just tear him!"
After that, Amos turned around and flew away.