A strange world

Chapter 1243 Section 165. “Evil Dragon” Ilymoyas

Lord Killian, who was confident of victory, looked up in surprise, and the guards around him also showed panic.

The team was in a commotion because the horses were stomping their hooves restlessly.

Of course, he also knew that a dragon had come to Sir Makarov's territory, and he gloated over it for a while - but this place is still dozens of miles away from the dragon's territory, how could it run here! ?

Lord Killian looked at Joan and suddenly realized: "Did you arrange that blue dragon?"

He wanted to explain that he had no ill intentions, but the horse under him trembled as the blue dragon got closer and closer in the night, so he could only salute Joan.

"Miss Montreal, please believe me, we really have no ill intentions... Let's go!"

Lord Killian turned and ran, as if he had caused trouble, and he had to go find his uncle.

On the other side, Joan, who had just come to her senses, was thinking about how to get Killian to save her, when she saw him suddenly pull the reins and flee with his men...

Men are really unreliable, except Annan!

Joan had already felt the dragon's might coming from the sky. She resisted the urge to tremble, scream, and turn around and flee, standing still and not daring to move.

Hu——

As a shadow descended, the sand and stones were lifted up by the strong airflow and hit her body painfully. Joan closed her eyes and shouted: "Lord Blue Dragon, please don't kill me, I am willing to offer my treasure!"

Hu...

The magic that made her skin numb and tingling brushed over her body, and Joan felt that she should still be alive.

She opened her tightly closed eyelids little by little, and saw a huge monster lying in front of her.

The clouds in the night sky dissipated, and the moonlight behind the clouds sprinkled on the Broken Mountains, illuminating the magnificent, azure, beautiful scales like gems and the elegant and strong dragon body.

The blue dragon's pupils stared at Joan: "Where is your treasure?"

Due to various coincidences, Joan did not know Ilimoyas.

The same is true for Ilimoyas.

"Here...here..."

Joan took out her purse, held it in both hands, and carefully handed it over...

The blue dragon's pupils turned slightly: "Not enough."

"No...not enough?"

Joan did not bring much money, but as a swindler...no, as an envoy who trades everywhere, she would also bring dozens of gold coins on weekdays.

The blue dragon whispered: "If you want me to let you go, take out 10,000 gold coins."

"How much...more? 10,000?" Joan looked like she was about to cry. With so much money, it was not worth selling her.

"You can't take it out?"

The tingling sensation appeared again, and Joan guessed that she must have a layer of ugly goose bumps.

"Can't take it out..."

Joan thought of Annan, but he would definitely not pay a ransom of 10,000 gold coins for her.

But at this time, even if you can't, you have to say yes. Just as Joan was about to speak, the blue dragon issued a terrifying death threat: "If you can't pay, I will make you feel the most terrible pain in the world... I will torture you severely, hit your skin with lightning, and then let you slowly suffocate, and finally melt in the piercing thunder prison..."

The whispering Ilimoyas didn't notice that Joan's expression changed from fear, to weirdness, and then to excitement...

"Really...really?" She rubbed her legs and asked with some expectation.

Ilimoyas paused, stared at the strange human woman and said: "Human, you make things very strange..."

She grabbed Joan, whose dress was worth a lot and there was still money to be made, and returned to the abandoned mine on the edge of the Broken Mountains.

Climbing into the cave that was widened by her repeated entry and exit, Ilimoyas threw Joan aside and lay back on the treasure mountain that made the human woman dumbfounded.

"So...so many treasures."

Joan exclaimed, those shining gold coins and gems filled her eyes, and she had a clearer understanding of the dragon's wealth.

This blue dragon in a remote place is so rich, how rich must the blue dragon in Free City be...

Speaking of which, the dragon's cave is so shabby, but it is so beautiful and rich. Could it be the eldest son of the dragon family?

Joan, who put the dragon into human civilization, thought wildly.

"Mine!"

It seems that Joan stared at the treasure mountain for too long, which aroused Ilimoyas's greed. She let out a deafening threatening roar, and the strong risk almost flew Joan out.

The wind dissipated, the skirt fell back, and Joan smiled: "Of course it's yours."

Joan was a little uneasy and a little expectant. She didn't know what she was expecting, but the blue dragon left her here and didn't care!

The sound of digging was faintly heard from the depths of the cave. Was it the miners enslaved by the dragon digging?

A gust of wind from the outside world blew into the cave, and Joan got goose bumps and shivered while holding her shoulders.

Joan was not good-looking to begin with, and after running for more than ten miles, she was captured by the blue dragon, which made her look even more embarrassed.

Gurgle...

Joan's stomach suddenly made a sound, and the hunger made her frown.

Gurgle...

At this time, a louder sound like thunder sounded.

Joan looked at the blue dragon in surprise. Even if they have different opinions, they will be hungry.

Ilimoyas spoke a mysterious dragon language that Joan could not understand, and soon, the knocking sound in the depths of the cave stopped, and several wolf slaves walked out and left the cave.

These were the few wolfs she had captured.

Gnolls are not good at mining, only dwarves are, but there are none here. The next is kobolds, but there are none here either - the Broken Mountains are a good place for kobolds to reproduce, but they are almost extinct -

It is hard to imagine that kobolds, whose reproductive capacity is only slightly weaker than that of ratmen, will become extinct, but in the Broken Mountains, the poor will eat kobold meat, and the lords and foremen will enslave kobolds to mine.

Sometimes it is difficult to tell whether kobolds are more evil or humans who enslave other lives to satisfy their own desires are more hateful.

The gnolls went out, and Joan huddled in a corner, sleepy, cold and hungry... I don't know how long it has passed, the gnolls came in with a roasted rabbit.

Joan swallowed quietly.

She didn't eat anything on the way. She originally thought of eating in Sir Makarov's territory, but was delayed by the dragon incident, and was captured by Lord Killian's people...

Just now at Killian's manor, she should have filled her stomach before escaping.

The dragon uttered a few short words in dragon language, and then the gnoll walked towards him with rabbit meat.

Joan was flattered to take the fragrant roasted rabbit meat, and used willpower to overcome herself from taking a bite first: "Thank you, Lord Dragon..."

The dragon didn't seem to be as bad as the rumors said... Although it was because he was rich.

But why only one was roasted.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Joan asked.

The dragon said lazily: "This place is barren, there is not much food."

"Then you gave me the food, what do you eat?"

Ilimoyas slowly opened her eyes.

"You."