She had exhausted all her elemental power, and her hard scales gradually lost their luster.
"Good!"
A look of joy appeared on the young man's face.
Holding his sword, he stepped forward, intending to kill the white dragon first!
As far as he knew, the weakest spot on all dragons was a patch of scales behind their neck.
Stepping up to the white dragon, aiming at that patch of scales, the young man raised his arm, ready to bring down his sword!
Just at that moment.
A beam of green light suddenly descended from the sky, enveloping the white dragon like a green waterfall!
"Boom!"
The green light was filled with endless vitality.
In a matter of breaths, the wounds on the white dragon's body visibly healed, and the dried-up elemental power within her surged back to life, as if replenished by a torrential rain.
Instantly, the white dragon's eyes widened in disbelief.
First showing an emotion of incredulity, she then turned her head, looking in a certain direction.
"Eternal Cascade!"
Elena was raising her arms, chanting the spell.
The crazy outpour of elemental power made her face turn slightly pale, yet her eyes still showed firm determination.
She gazed at the white dragon in the valley, her lips curving into a gentle, warm smile.
Seeing the smile on Elena's face, the white dragon froze again.
"What's happening? You're not dead?! What... what are you doing?!" the young man first panicked, then roared at Elena.
"She's helping the white dragon! Kill her!" the lionfolk bellowed.
Their eyes were filled with rage.
They were so close to killing the white dragon, and immense riches were almost within their grasp.
Under such circumstances, this woman was using magic to restore the white dragon's vitality.
It was a dragon, after all!
Even a young dragon naturally possesses elemental power comparable to an advanced magus and a physical strength akin to a divine knight!
Had the young dragon not been critically injured and on the brink of death, they wouldn't even have considered slaying it.
If this young dragon truly recovered, they, at best intermediate knights, wouldn't stand a chance - not even enough to be considered a nuisance.
So, Elena was not only destroying their chance at wealth but also putting their lives in jeopardy!
With immense anger, about a dozen knights and several beastfolk charged towards Elena.
Leo stood still, his face a picture of bewilderment.
Elena casting healing magic on the white dragon was beyond his expectation.
In fact, his plan was to wait until the mercenaries and beastfolk were both weakened from battling the white dragon, then he would step in to easily claim the dragon's corpse.
Now, with Elena restoring the white dragon, he was somewhat panicked.
"Was that a bit... rash?"
Leo looked at Elena, his mouth twitching slightly.
He lifted his head to see the approaching mercenaries and beastfolk.
He wasn't very worried about them; what truly concerned him was the now-recovered white dragon.
If the white dragon turned hostile, even he wouldn't stand a chance.
"Such a beautiful creature shouldn't perish here," Elena replied to Leo in a trembling voice, her face slightly pale.
Leo shook his head, unsure of what to say.
Drawing his sword from his waist, Leo stepped forward, ready to face the enemies.
These combined forces of mercenaries and beastfolk were formidable opponents for him now; he had to take this seriously.
As for the dragon, there was no time to worry about that.
"Huff... Huff..."
Elena finally completed the spell, dropping her arms and letting out a tired breath.
Hearing Elena's panting, Leo knew she couldn't provide any more help.
He smiled helplessly and charged towards the oncoming mercenaries and beastfolk.
"Boom—!!" Suddenly, a loud noise erupted.
Following that, a blinding white light shone into Leo's eyes, causing him to instinctively close them!
He felt pure and frenzied energy swirling around him!
Anxiety and fear enveloped him.
He was acutely aware that such terrifying energy was beyond his ability to contend with.
If it hit him, he might die right there!
Amidst his anxiety and fear, time seemed to slow down.
Sensing the energy dissipating and calming, Leo slowly lowered his arms, opening his eyes slowly with a hint of surprise.
What he saw next was the ground turned to molten lava!
Trees within a radius of several meters had vanished, and the beastfolk and mercenaries who had charged at them were nowhere to be seen!
Leo turned his head to look at Elena beside him, his pupils contracting in shock.
White scales filled his vision, the white dragon's purple-pupiled eye casting a cold gaze, looking at him intently.
In her other eye, however, there was an expression of gratitude and affection.
She was gently nuzzling Elena's arm with her massive head.
Elena's face bore a gentle smile.
She embraced the white dragon's head like one would a child and spoke in a soft voice, "It's okay now, all the bad guys are gone."
Leo watched this scene, his mouth twitching continuously.
He immediately realized that the white light must have been emitted by the white dragon, and those beastfolk and mercenaries likely didn't even leave ashes behind!
He first stepped back, then a radiant smile spread across his face.
"Hi! Haha!"
Leo raised his hand, greeting the white dragon in his own way.
"Oh, by the way, this is my partner, his name is Leo. You can call him Mr. Leo,"
Elena remembered something, pointing towards Leo as she introduced him to the white dragon.
"Hello," the white dragon spoke in a cold, almost girlish voice.
Since they were humans, the white dragon used a language other than Draconic, allowing Leo to clearly understand her greeting.
"I am also the lord of Jacques," Leo responded with a smile.
He extended his hand to shake with the white dragon, but quickly realized the inappropriateness and hastily lowered his arm.
"Feya just told me about her situation. Her father has gone missing, and one of her relatives is trying to usurp the throne, so they exiled her and even planned to kill her," Elena said softly, looking at Leo.
"Is that so?!" Leo expressed surprise.
At the same time, his eyes flickered rapidly.
He didn't question how Feya could convey so much information in a short time; the complexity and advanced nature of Draconic could easily do that.
What he was pondering was what he should say at this moment.
Looking at the white dragon named Feya, Leo's eyes showed sympathy, and then he asked with a smile,
"So, esteemed Lady Feya, you have nowhere to go now, do you?" Feya looked coldly at Leo, not responding to his words. She turned back to Elena.
"Elena, I want to form a Guardian Covenant with you and make you my Bounded," Feya stated bluntly.
Her eyes were filled with affection and fondness as she looked at Elena.
"Guardian Covenant?"
Elena was startled.
The so-called Guardian Covenant, once formed, made both parties Bounded, allowing them to share each other's elemental power and strength.
However, their life states would also be closely linked, meaning if one got injured or died, the other would suffer the same fate.
Such a bond could only be formed with deep mutual recognition.
Legend has it that ancient dragon knights formed such covenants with each other.
"This is really... a good thing!"
Leo, standing by, grinned, unable to hide his excitement.
A dragon!
Forming a covenant with a legendary species wasn't just a pie falling from the sky; it was like a grand pathway opening up in front of Elena.
As her partner and superior, naturally, he would also benefit from it.
Watching Elena, Leo almost wished he could agree on her behalf.
"I'm just an intermediate magus..." Elena hesitated.
In ancient times, those who formed covenants with dragons were at least divine knights or saints.
As an intermediate magus, she didn't seem to fit the criteria.
"I will only form a covenant with the purest, most gentle women," Feya's voice carried a hint of laughter.
She then raised her front paw and tapped her forehead gently.
A drop of amber-like, bright red blood floated out.