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"I naturally understood what these people were thinking, so I didn't bother to summon them. If I did, it would just be a bunch of empty and boring compliments, which would be a waste of time. If I really have this much time, wouldn't it be nice to let the Dragonborn maids give you a massage service or watch the beautiful dance of half-beast girls?
The interior of the large and wide mountain wall dragon nest.
Sophia returned.
I glanced at her, the head maid, and saw that she seemed a little unhappy. I asked, puzzled, 'Are you unhappy?'
Sophia's expression changed, and she quickly shook her head, looking flustered and frightened.
"I don't like my servants lying to me." I stuffed a giant python baked by two Dragonborn maids into my dragon mouth and chewed it slowly. I spoke in a calm tone while eating.
Sophia dropped to her knees before the black dragon with a sharp thud, fear evident in her every movement. She no longer dared to conceal her true thoughts.
"Master," she began, her voice trembling, "those humans clearly lack loyalty to you. Why does my lord reward them with so much of your precious dragon blood?"
I took my time, tearing off and chewing the python's tail, savoring the taste as my eyes slitted in satisfaction. A sneer curled at the corner of my lips as I turned to her. "Loyalty?" I scoffed, my tone dripping with disdain. "What use is loyalty to me? Can I consume it to grow stronger? Will it fill my belly or bolster my power?"
Every being who desires eternal youth, beauty, and adoration might pray to gods—malicious gods, beg dragons for ancient blood, or seek out powerful archmages to fulfill their wishes. Others make sacrifices to demon lords or archdevils, offering all in exchange for this gift, oblivious to the curse that accompanies it. Those who strike such bargains gain physical beauty, restored youth, immortality, power, and the adoration of all who behold them, granting them the influence and power they so desire. However, after years of living like a demigod among mortals, the price for their vanity and hubris is exacted, and they are forever transformed into slaves of their masters.
The law of One."
I paused, letting my words sink in before continuing, "What matters is that the Sieglinde family is under my thumb. They need me, they create value for me, and that is enough. If any of them so much as thinks about betrayal, they'll explode like overinflated balloons. They understand that well. Even a dog's loyalty isn't instant—it takes time and patience to earn. But humans? They're far worse, driven by greed and selfish ambition. With them, loyalty takes even longer—if it ever comes at all."
Sophia furrowed her brow, the weight of my words pressing down on her. She wasn't ignorant, but her upbringing, experience, and age had limited her understanding. Now, after hearing my reasoning, something in her clicked. She began to grasp the broader picture, why I acted as I did.
"Master, forgive me," Sophia said, lowering her head in realization. "I've been foolish."
I chuckled darkly. "It's of no concern. Stupidity is forgivable if you're willing to learn." My grin widened, amusement flickering in my gaze.
Her anger toward the humans spoke volumes. It wasn't simply rage—it was a sign of her loyalty, her alignment with my interests. And that was something I valued.
While I had claimed loyalty was of no use to me, that wasn't entirely the truth. Without loyalty, my servants and allies would be nothing more than disposable tools. And tools, when broken, could always be replaced. But those like Sky, Mundo, Danylan, Shadar, Vic, Winnie, and others who were wholly devoted to me were different. I'd never hesitate to reward such loyalty. If danger threatened them, I would go to great lengths to ensure their survival.
Because unlike mere tools, the truly loyal were worth keeping alive.
"Okay, it's time to go see the slaves sent over." I stood up from the thorn stone throne, stretched out my huge dragon body, levitated, and flew outside the nest. Then, my dragon wings fluttered, and I quickly disappeared.
After a while, I arrived at the mountain stream territory, in front of a large group of iron cages.
The black cloth of the iron cage had been lifted and thrown away by the monster warriors, so the slaves inside were exposed to my eyes.
I glanced at them and found that the slaves, whether they were humans or harpies, were all sleeping.
Sensing the faint magic power emanating from the iron cage, I understood clearly.
This is an enchanted iron cage. The effect of the enchantment is simple: it puts the creatures in the cage into a state of sleep. The enchantment's effect is weak, and creatures with slightly stronger mental strength can break free.
However, the most powerful harpy creature among these slaves is only of the first or second order. Not to mention the human slaves—only one of over a hundred people has reached the first level, and the others are all at level zero.
But aside from strength, the external image of Slave No. 158 is still pretty good, and some of the harpies aren't that bad-looking.
I took a quick look and was quite satisfied.
'Now, with them, we could have a stable air force.'
Air Force - refers to the thirty-six harpies.
Harpies, as the name suggests, are all female. They have beautiful long brown hair, their legs are made of eagle claws, and their hands are wings. Most of their naked, energetic bodies are exposed, with only important parts covered by feathers.
Creatures like harpies are not very powerful when they become adults. Their biological order is generally the first order, and only relatively outstanding individuals can reach the second order. However, their maneuverability is excellent, and they can fly hundreds of kilometers a day. Because their nesting sites are often on mountain cliffs, it is difficult for ordinary human adventurers to capture them.
Especially among large harpy groups in the wild, if there is not a strong enough harpy leader, they usually attach themselves to powerful flying monsters, providing food, grooming feathers, and taking care of the monsters' cubs in exchange for protection.
Recalling the information about the harpy in Dragon's Legacy, I grinned.
A dragon can be seen as the pinnacle of all flying monsters, reigning supreme in the skies.
In truth, true dragons are the most coveted companions, not only by harpies but by nearly every sentient race. Few creatures in existence can compare to a dragon living among mortals. Unlike other flying beasts, true dragons possess not only unparalleled strength but also the unique ability to grant power to those near them. They can also gain the power of dragon veins to become strong by staying around a dragon, infusing those who dwell nearby with power and enhancing the bloodline potential of the entire group.
I moved my eyes away from the harpy and looked at the enchanted iron cage at the side.
What was imprisoned inside was the young White Dragon beast.
This white dragon beast had a hornless forehead, stubby limbs, and a pair of severely degenerated small dragon wings growing on its back. Its overall body length was only three meters, even with its tail, about the same size as an ordinary liger.
The white dragon beast was sleeping deeply, and the breath coming from its mouth had a hint of chill. Even if it had not inherited the dragon heritage, its breath ability had not disappeared, though its power had degraded.
Looking at this petite white dragon beast, an idea that had been buried in my mind began to stir.
A long time ago, after learning that the power of the feast skill in my blood could be given to other creatures, I always wondered, would it also be effective if this power were given to other creatures on the level of Dragons, like Demons, Devils, Angels, Titans, Giants, or Couatls?
According to the normal dragon bloodline, it would definitely have no effect. Although there are differences in the bloodline between true dragons, they are essentially of the same rank and have the same source. Therefore, a true dragon, no matter how powerful, is essentially unable to make another true dragon become a blood dependent through blood impregnation or an affiliation contract.
But my bloodline is definitely not normal.
In essence, perhaps my bloodline is already different from ordinary true dragons—after all, I do have the blood of the Plutonium Dragon flowing through my veins.
'Although it is a dragon beast with a degraded bloodline, it is still essentially the same as a true dragon. I can experiment on it to see the results.' I made my decision.
The reason for not experimenting on Emilia and Hannah is because I currently cannot completely control them, nor do I want to completely control them. Neither do I want to do a dangerous experiment on them.
The dragon beasts are different. They will not be protected by the Great Mother (meaning dragons who kill each other will be cursed by the Mother of Dragons with the dragon's blood). If there is an uncontrollable accident in the experiment, and it dies, I can dispose of it without any consequences.
I looked at the petite young white dragon beast in the iron cage, grinned, stepped forward to grab the iron cage, and took it away.
The other human slaves and harpy slaves were first given to Sky for training. Once they understood their situation and became obedient, they were then given dragon blood to transform their bloodlines.
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In the Mountain wall dragon nest.
I told the Dragonborn maids to leave me alone. In the huge dragon nest, only the white dragon beast and I remained in the cave.
"Let's first try to see if the dependent contract can be successful," I thought with some anticipation.
The shed old dragon scales flew out, mixed with dragon blood, and wrote the dragon scale contract, then turned into a black light and rushed towards the head of the white dragon beast, smoothly integrating into the body.
But I was a little disappointed.
Because the spiritual connection had not been established, this meant that the dependent contract had failed.
The dragon's affiliation contract is invalid for other dragons. From this point of view, even degraded dragon beasts are the same.
Since the dependent contract could not be established, I could only try another experiment. — Let's see if the White Dragon Beast could gain the power of the Feast.
A drop of thick dragon blood floated out of my body and penetrated into the White Dragon Beast.
"No, I had to give more. The blood of the dragon beast is essentially the same as that of a true dragon. If it is too little, the effect may not be reflected," I thought secretly, and then a lump of dragon blood, as big as a human head, came out of my body. It flew out and merged into the White Dragon Beast's body.
Perhaps because it had absorbed too much dragon blood, the originally sleeping White Dragon Beast made some movement. Its limbs and claws unconsciously grasped the iron cage. The anxious movements continued for a while before it fell back into a deep sleep.
"The sleeping effect on the enchanted iron cage that holds the White Dragon Beast is a level higher than other enchanted iron cages." I glanced at the subtle magic lines faintly emerging on the iron cage, feeling quite satisfied.
The Sieglinde family is still reliable and cautious in handling affairs.
After planting the seed, I no longer cared about the White Dragon Beast. I lay down on the ground and began to improve my spell proficiency.
Magic power emerged from my huge dragon body, and spells were used one after another. They were then understood, studied, refined, and finally refined to a certain level, which was reflected on the panel as proficiency +1%.
More than two months ago, I upgraded the third-tier spell 'Acceleration' to the proficient level. Coupled with water element strengthening to enhance physical ability, with the blessing of these two spells, my flying speed is now at full blast. Maybe not much worse than the female crane.
The white-feathered owl-tailed crane is a monster that specializes in speed. I, whose creature order is now 10th, can barely compete with the dragon-veined white-feathered owl-tailed crane at 12th order. This is already an exaggeration.
Of course, the explosive speed can be compared with the female crane, but the flexibility and agility of flying are definitely far behind. My speed is basically based on "powerful flying bricks"—the powerful dragon body, the strong and exaggerated power of the dragon wings, and the rough blessing of spell effects.
"Continue to improve the proficiency of the Acceleration technique and bring it back to the level of returning to nature."
I gradually immersed myself in the study of magic.
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Time passed slowly, and on the third day, after understanding their situation, the human, Aegean slaves, and harpy slaves did not hesitate to pledge their allegiance to me.
Human slaves are fearful and have a desire for power. In addition, ordinary people who have no power under the kingdom system are usually the ones being exploited. They have servility deep in their characters. Aegean slaves are similar, but they pursue more and long for power. When the harpy slaves witnessed my majestic and huge dragon body, they didn't need me to show anything. They were so excited that they only wished they had been caught earlier.
I still have to praise that the growth in body shape brought about by the Feast is really great.
For a race like true dragons, whose approximate strength can be guessed based on their body shape, the size displayed by me is too confusing for ordinary creatures.
This can be regarded as an invisible benefit, and it is much easier to collect dependents. From High Mage Roy to Griffin Bree and now Harpy, it's the most practical example.
If I didn't have this size, even if my strength was the same, it probably wouldn't have been the same result.
"Sure enough, they're all like birds everywhere. They always look at the outer skin first," I muttered secretly.
Additionally, there is good news.
I, who had been observing the White Dragon Beast for the past few days, am finally sure that my power of the void can be given to dragon beasts!
And if it can be given to a dragon beast, there is a high probability that it can also be given to a true dragon or Titan. Because the power of the void expressed in the White Dragon Beast is not mixed with the characteristics of my black dragon bloodline, it is pure power of the Feast.
It is true that dragon beasts and true dragons cannot enter into sworn contracts, nor can they be imbued with their own blood, but the power of the void is different. This is a special power that transcends the blood of my dragon form.
"The nature of the power of the void is very advanced. This may involve some kind of rule or concept itself," I thought silently in my heart.
Feeling something cold under my feet, I came to my senses and lowered my huge dragon head.
The petite white dragon was blowing cold air at my front right paw, and the icy coldness I felt came from this.
The dragon's claw flicked the White Dragon Beast's small forehead, flipping it over and exposing its belly.
The little girl was anxious and struggled hard with her limbs, trying to turn over and fight back against the black-scaled giant beast in front of her. However, the giant beast just used a dragon claw to pin her to the ground, preventing her from moving.
Just when the little girl was about to give up the struggle, I released the dragon's claw and gave her freedom.
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