Inside the dragon's nest, Garon turned to look at Luna.
With an apologetic expression on her face, she explained, "This dragon's nest is a bit small for me, I will use my human form instead."
Luna was openly much stronger than Garon, but she seemed unaware of this and did not display the arrogant demeanor typical of dragons; her attitude was very amiable and friendly.
Garon's expression changed, and he shook his head, "It's alright."
All dragons are proud, and silver dragons are no exception.
However, the pride of a silver dragon is somewhat different.
For example, the arrogant demeanor of a red dragon is: "I'm very powerful, you should kneel when you see me, you should offer all your treasures."
Whereas the pride of a silver dragon is that they believe they are so excellent that they can easily hurt other creatures' self-esteem, thus they act very humble and friendly, and often transform to reduce their size because their large dragon bodies can easily cause destruction.
Luna's humility is also a form of pride.
She thinks she is better than Garon, and to take care of Garon's self-esteem, she is very polite in her speech and demeanor.
Garon suspected that her transforming into a human form was not just because the dragon's nest was a bit small, but likely also to accommodate his feelings, as Luna's body was twice the size of Garon's.
"I am a Time Dragon, being taken care of by a Silver Dragon in terms of self-esteem," Garon remained silent.
"You may call me Garon."
After a pause, Garon directly asked, "Are you here for the two descendants of Morton?"
Upon hearing Garon's question, Luna, who was sitting elegantly with her legs crossed on an ice crystal, nodded, "Yes, but not entirely."
She chose her words carefully, her expression slightly awkward, "I'm here for Morton's relics, his Red Flame Staff and research notes."
It seemed to avoid misunderstanding, she added, "They already belong to you, so I will exchange something of equal value, hoping you will agree."
Garon observed her expression and did not answer immediately, asking, "What is your relationship with Morton, and why are his relics so important to you?"
Luna was silent for a moment, then with a dodging and awkward expression said, "When I came of age, I traveled to the human countries and met Morton, he was my human friend, and helped me a lot."
"Now that Morton has passed away, his two descendants have found me, I cannot ignore them, I will take care of them until they come of age."
"His grandson has a decent talent in shaping magic, but I am not well-versed in shaping magic, so I want Morton's Red Flame Staff and research notes to better teach him magic knowledge."
However, Luna's voice sounded very nervous, hesitant, and she also frowned slightly with a wandering gaze.
Garon grew suspicious and stated bluntly, "I don't believe your words."
Across from him, Luna's mouth slightly opened, her face flushed, her voice stammered, and her expression was strained.
Garon watched her patiently.
Her strange state lasted for a few minutes, and after a long sigh, the silver dragon regained her elegant demeanor and gave Garon a shallow smile, "I'm still not good at lying, please don't mind."
Garon thought to himself, "So it was because of lying that she acted so strangely."
He was unable to understand, but was greatly surprised.
"Then stop lying, tell me the real reason you need these items," Garon said gravely.
After obtaining the Red Flame Staff and the notes, Garon had studied them extensively.
At first, he did not notice anything unusual, but as he used the Red Flame Staff more, he faintly felt a mysterious connection, somewhere far to the south.
This connection was very weak, but it definitely existed.
As for those notes, he did not find anything problematic.
Luna hesitated for a long time, but ultimately did not tell Garon the truth.
"Sorry, I cannot tell you."
After a pause, Luna sincerely said to Garon, "Trust me, neither the Red Flame Staff nor Morton's notes are of any use to you."
Garon smiled and countered, "Why is that?"
Luna looked up and down at Garon and said, "You should be a White Dragon, although you don't seem like a typical White Dragon, not as unruly and maliciously evil, but you are a White Dragon, right?"
Garon nodded calmly, "You guessed right."
His appearance was similar to that of a White Dragon, but he was much more handsome and imposing, considered a handsome dragon among dragonkind aesthetics.
"The Red Flame Staff only amplifies fire attribute spells, and his notes are probably all about the research insights of fireball spells, you are a White Dragon, do you
like these things?"
White Dragons traditionally detest fire.
But Garon is essentially a Time Dragon, fond of all kinds of elemental energies, not biased against any.
All elemental energies are his wings.
Faced with Luna's question, Garon answered with action.
He spoke a spell, and the surrounding fire elemental energy obediently gathered, forming a pea-sized small fireball, floating in front of Garon.
"I am a White Dragon, but not an ordinary White Dragon."
"Fire elements for me are no different from other elements."
"Contrary to what you think, I am very fond of the Red Flame Staff, and Morton's notes are also very beneficial to me."
Across from Garon, Luna's eyes widened in disbelief, and after being shocked for more than a dozen seconds, she slowly regained her composure.
"Just a young-stage White Dragon, and he has successfully self-taught the fireball spell?"
Unprecedented.
She was now somewhat confused.
Seeing how adept Garon was at casting spells, she had reason to believe that this somewhat strange White Dragon had already mastered higher tier spells.
At the same time, Garon gained an additional layer of mystery in Luna's eyes.
"Neither the Red Flame Staff nor the notes will I give to you."
"If there's nothing else, please leave."
Garon issued an eviction order, his gaze slightly narrowed, ready to unleash the power of Time if necessary.
Luna, currently within twenty meters of him, and transforming from human to dragon would take some time. If she showed any intention of forcibly taking the items, disregarding the lives of the two children, Garon would immediately activate a time stop followed by a seventh-level scroll.
It would be difficult to kill her, but to heavily injure her and drive her away was feasible.
However, such an action would have severe consequences, likely facing retaliation from more than one silver dragon.
Metallic dragons, though good-natured, never mean they are weak and exploitable.
Under Garon's gaze, Luna showed a look of disappointment and said, "Okay, I understand."
Garon sighed in relief, internally praising the upholding of goodness by metallic dragons, continuously rejected by him but without harboring any malice.
"If all creatures were like them, many worlds would see fewer disputes and casualties."
"Please leave," Garon issued the eviction order again.
He did not want to share a room with a mature silver dragon for too long, even though she was a rather beautiful female dragon.
In Garon's eyes, Luna's silvery, shining scales and her oversized slender dragon body were quite beautiful and attractive, causing him a slight stir.
But this feeling was subtle, not enough to prompt Garon into action.
If he were to seek a mate, rather than gold or silver dragons, he would prefer to find an existence of equal standing.
Inside the dragon's nest, Garon turned to look at Luna.
With an apologetic expression on her face, she explained, "This dragon's nest is a bit small for me, I will use my human form instead."
Luna was openly much stronger than Garon, but she seemed unaware of this and did not display the arrogant demeanor typical of dragons; her attitude was very amiable and friendly.
Garon's expression changed, and he shook his head, "It's alright."
All dragons are proud, and silver dragons are no exception.
However, the pride of a silver dragon is somewhat different.
For example, the arrogant demeanor of a red dragon is: "I'm very powerful, you should kneel when you see me, you should offer all your treasures."
Whereas the pride of a silver dragon is that they believe they are so excellent that they can easily hurt other creatures' self-esteem, thus they act very humble and friendly, and often transform to reduce their size because their large dragon bodies can easily cause destruction.
Luna's humility is also a form of pride.
She thinks she is better than Garon, and to take care of Garon's self-esteem, she is very polite in her speech and demeanor.
Garon suspected that her transforming into a human form was not just because the dragon's nest was a bit small, but likely also to accommodate his feelings, as Luna's body was twice the size of Garon's.
"I am a Time Dragon, being taken care of by a Silver Dragon in terms of self-esteem," Garon remained silent.
"You may call me Garon."
After a pause, Garon directly asked, "Are you here for the two descendants of Morton?"
Upon hearing Garon's question, Luna, who was sitting elegantly with her legs crossed on an ice crystal, nodded, "Yes, but not entirely."
She chose her words carefully, her expression slightly awkward, "I'm here for Morton's relics, his Red Flame Staff and research notes."
It seemed to avoid misunderstanding, she added, "They already belong to you, so I will exchange something of equal value, hoping you will agree."
Garon observed her expression and did not answer immediately, asking, "What is your relationship with Morton, and why are his relics so important to you?"
Luna was silent for a moment, then with a dodging and awkward expression said, "When I came of age, I traveled to the human countries and met Morton, he was my human friend, and helped me a lot."
"Now that Morton has passed away, his two descendants have found me, I cannot ignore them, I will take care of them until they come of age."
"His grandson has a decent talent in shaping magic, but I am not well-versed in shaping magic, so I want Morton's Red Flame Staff and research notes to better teach him magic knowledge."
However, Luna's voice sounded very nervous, hesitant, and she also frowned slightly with a wandering gaze.
Garon grew suspicious and stated bluntly, "I don't believe your words."
Across from him, Luna's mouth slightly opened, her face flushed, her voice stammered, and her expression was strained.
Garon watched her patiently.
Her strange state lasted for a few minutes, and after a long sigh, the silver dragon regained her elegant demeanor and gave Garon a shallow smile, "I'm still not good at lying, please don't mind."
Garon thought to himself, "So it was because of lying that she acted so strangely."
He was unable to understand, but was greatly surprised.
"Then stop lying, tell me the real reason you need these items," Garon said gravely.
After obtaining the Red Flame Staff and the notes, Garon had studied them extensively.
At first, he did not notice anything unusual, but as he used the Red Flame Staff more, he faintly felt a mysterious connection, somewhere far to the south.
This connection was very weak, but it definitely existed.
As for those notes, he did not find anything problematic.
Luna hesitated for a long time, but ultimately did not tell Garon the truth.
"Sorry, I cannot tell you."
After a pause, Luna sincerely said to Garon, "Trust me, neither the Red Flame Staff nor Morton's notes are of any use to you."
Garon smiled and countered, "Why is that?"
Luna looked up and down at Garon and said, "You should be a White Dragon, although you don't seem like a typical White Dragon, not as unruly and maliciously evil, but you are a White Dragon, right?"
Garon nodded calmly, "You guessed right."
His appearance was similar to that of a White Dragon, but he was much more handsome and imposing, considered a handsome dragon among dragonkind aesthetics.
"The Red Flame Staff only amplifies fire attribute spells, and his notes are probably all about the research insights of fireball spells, you are a White Dragon, do you
like these things?"
White Dragons traditionally detest fire.
But Garon is essentially a Time Dragon, fond of all kinds of elemental energies, not biased against any.
All elemental energies are his wings.
Faced with Luna's question, Garon answered with action.
He spoke a spell, and the surrounding fire elemental energy obediently gathered, forming a pea-sized small fireball, floating in front of Garon.
"I am a White Dragon, but not an ordinary White Dragon."
"Fire elements for me are no different from other elements."
"Contrary to what you think, I am very fond of the Red Flame Staff, and Morton's notes are also very beneficial to me."
Across from Garon, Luna's eyes widened in disbelief, and after being shocked for more than a dozen seconds, she slowly regained her composure.
"Just a young-stage White Dragon, and he has successfully self-taught the fireball spell?"
Unprecedented.
She was now somewhat confused.
Seeing how adept Garon was at casting spells, she had reason to believe that this somewhat strange White Dragon had already mastered higher tier spells.
At the same time, Garon gained an additional layer of mystery in Luna's eyes.
"Neither the Red Flame Staff nor the notes will I give to you."
"If there's nothing else, please leave."
Garon issued an eviction order, his gaze slightly narrowed, ready to unleash the power of Time if necessary.
Luna, currently within twenty meters of him, and transforming from human to dragon would take some time. If she showed any intention of forcibly taking the items, disregarding the lives of the two children, Garon would immediately activate a time stop followed by a seventh-level scroll.
It would be difficult to kill her, but to heavily injure her and drive her away was feasible.
However, such an action would have severe consequences, likely facing retaliation from more than one silver dragon.
Metallic dragons, though good-natured, never mean they are weak and exploitable.
Under Garon's gaze, Luna showed a look of disappointment and said, "Okay, I understand."
Garon sighed in relief, internally praising the upholding of goodness by metallic dragons, continuously rejected by him but without harboring any malice.
"If all creatures were like them, many worlds would see fewer disputes and casualties."
"Please leave," Garon issued the eviction order again.
He did not want to share a room with a mature silver dragon for too long, even though she was a rather beautiful female dragon.
In Garon's eyes, Luna's silvery, shining scales and her oversized slender dragon body were quite beautiful and attractive, causing him a slight stir.
But this feeling was subtle, not enough to prompt Garon into action.
If he were to seek a mate, rather than gold or silver dragons, he would prefer to find an existence of equal standing.
