"Hello, Green Forest Dragon," said Urvarth smiling. Urvarth deliberately didn't mention the name Forest Dragon in front of Astrid. If the dragon wanted to trust Astrid and make the girl her ally, she would surely have volunteered her name.The Spirit Forest Dragon swayed gracefully. The curved green wings were so beautiful. The beauty of this green dragon instantly struck Astrid. Even though she currently appeared in her dragon form, her figure was stunning and alluring.“Hello, Green Forest Dragon. My name is Astrid. Nice to meet you,” said Astrid with eyes full of admiration.“Your friends have rested in peace. Don't worry. Only the three of us are here. I don't let anyone enter this place,” replied the Green Forest Dragon."Thanks. What is this place, really?" Astrid asked in surprise."In the dream. My power is related to plants. There are flowers and leaves among the plants that can carry beings to sleep and drown in dr

Cassia approached Draco and stared at him closely. She bent her body in salute, then stood tall again with a confident smile. She already opened the hood. Her eyes were green, and the tips of her ears were pointed. Her skin was white as snow. Her wavy, shoulder-length hair was a purplish lavender color. Her body was small and looked light. She was looked as beautiful as a flower goddess.“My greetings to the last Dragon Prince. I acknowledge your ownership of the green dragon heart. But, allow me to be able to borrow the power of the Green Forest Dragon to make super seeds and produce food so that humans don't starve,” said Cassia pleading."If I grant your wish, what will you give in return?" Draco asked Cassia."I'll help you get The Heart of Magic back," answered Cassia with a determined look."Astrid, Zellin, what do you think?" Draco asked."Her intention is sincere. I don't feel any bad intentions. I agree to help her as long as s

CLANK!Sparks sprang from the hammer on the hot iron on top of the anvil. The hammering sound repeated like the sound of a musical instrument that sounded beautiful. The place was shining brightly with hot embers. In that place, a large, tall man was busy working alone. Now and then, he hummed in his deep voice in a low tone. He loved to work alone. He didn’t like company.Berk was a big, burly man. People thought he was half-human because of his strong and muscular body. His muscular arm looked strong. He loved topless as he pounded his iron hammer against the hot iron on top of the anvil. The sweat dripping down his broad chest and muscular stomach glistened in flames. His workspace was located deep underground, in a mining area, in a naturally formed cave underground.Berk was a man who didn't talk much and preferred to spend his time forging the magic weapons or tooling that his customers ordered. He was a perfectionist and detailed in designing any we

Berk could hear footsteps approaching from a distance. The tunnel walls leading to his workshop naturally reflected the sound of footsteps. Since Berk wasn't working at the moment, he could clearly hear the sounds from a distance, albeit a little faintly. His heart churned like hot embers. In his whole life, Berk had never killed people Since Leonard took Bowen, hostage, Berk had been obediently crafting various weapons according to Leonard's needs over several hundred years.Berk hadn't visited Bowen in the last few decades. He was tired of getting curses and Bowen's spit on his face. His adoptive father always screamed hysterically, cursing him. Bowen was always wailing for Berk to kill him. Bowen's sanity decreased due to the constant incarceration in a prison cell. Berk could not bear to see Bowen suffer like that, but he also could not afford Bowen's request to kill his life. Berk couldn't afford to lose Bowen yet. Even though Berk was now an adult, there was still a you

Astrid's eyes widened in surprise.There was someone in prison. If her guess was correct, it was likely that this person was the person she had been looking for. However, how did Astrid find out? No, Astrid didn't know. She was just guessing. Still, even though the person inside wasn't the one she was looking for, Astrid couldn't leave that person alone. At least Astrid needed to ask first to find out the identity of the trapped person. She couldn't close her eyes and let people rot to death alone. She couldn't pretend not to see and look away at people in distress. That's not Astrid.Astrid had absolutely no fear of the people in prison. She didn't feel any evil from that person. In fact, that person looked pathetic and miserable. Astrid was sure that person would not harm her. Because right now, she had weapons and could protect herself. If that person messed around, Astrid thought of just beating the person unconscious. At least, that was what Astrid thought at the