Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

"Really, I don't think so." Silver Dragon comforted Sarannar with her gentle voice, "You have done a lot better than him, he is too strong and confident, and he is always so indomitable, but he can't see what comes from him. The danger behind it. And you understand how it feels to be a weak person, and you know how to survive as a weak person.”

"Do you also think we are weak?" Sarannar looked at her with a smile.

"Individually, we are strong, but we are indeed weak." Xuefeng sighed softly, "They are always unwilling to admit this, and indulging in the strength and prosperity of the past will not do us any good. You are more sensible than them, no matter what, I believe in your choice."

Sarannar smiled softly: "Actually, I don't even know if what I'm doing is right or wrong. I've been working hard, but our situation is still getting more and more difficult. Even if I have developed a solution The eagle's magic didn't make things any better."

"Believe me, even if your brother is still alive, he will not do better than you." Yinlong looked at this old friend who had known him for hundreds of years, "Although he has been protecting you since childhood, in reality In fact, your heart is much stronger than his. I used to be desperate for our race, but now, although the situation is still bad, at least I have seen hope."

Saranar had to say: "I hope I won't let you down."

"I don't know about others, but you have never let me down." Xuefeng said, "I can't have offspring with you, and the defect of not being able to speak will have a high chance of being passed on to the next generation, but your brother Half of my children are your blood, I hope you will raise and teach them in the future, so that they can also inherit your reason and calmness."

Xuefeng's three unhatched eggs were the only blood left by Sarannar's dead brother. When he thought of them sleeping quietly in the eggshells, a smile appeared on Sarannar's face, and his voice They were much gentler: "Are they going to hatch?"

"Old Dace is about to hatch, and Lucia has taken good care of them." Referring to his children, Xuefeng showed a rare maternal tenderness on his face, "Your family has done a lot for everyone .”

"But it's still far from enough." Sarannar sighed unoptimistically.

"You didn't seem to be hitting hard this time, but it doesn't look like your style." When the incident subsided a little bit, Silas said to Salanar.

"Oh? Then how does that look like my style?" Sarannar flipped through a book, chatting with Silas who was tidying up the bookshelf.

"Your conspiracy should be sharper, more thorough, and less lenient." Silas finished wiping the bookshelf, and was arranging the books he took down in alphabetical order.

"Heh...it seems that your impression of me has changed completely." Sarannar smiled, "Actually, I just want to live a peaceful life for a few days, and just don't want someone to think about harming me all day long. You Do you believe it?"

"I believe it." Silas said casually, "Then after these few days of Ann's life have passed, will there be a bigger conspiracy behind it?"

"I hope it's best not to have it." Sarannar smiled and sighed, "Sometimes I don't understand why humans can't live in peace with dragons?"

Silas shrugged and threw the rag back into the bucket. "Maybe that's because most dragons see humans as food."

"But humans have never been the first choice of food for the Dragon Clan." Sarannar said, "It was because Silver Stream City couldn't afford our meat at the beginning that we used human meat that no one wanted to deal with us, and even if we didn't eat it , Those prisoners will also be executed and buried in the ground to rot. I think the problem is that most humans regard the dragon clan as a big monster that specializes in eating people."

Silas turned his head and looked at him: "Speaking of which, I'm suddenly a little curious, in your eyes, what kind of race are human beings?"

"Humans? Well... you are very powerful." Sarannar commented after a little thought.

"Powerful?" Silas smiled, "Are you being ironic?"

"No." Sarannar looked at him with a smile and said, "Not all dragons are so arrogant and arrogant, and they regard humans as ants. Indeed, human individuals are very fragile, but their adaptability is very strong. You can be found wherever the environment is harsh. You have experienced so many catastrophes in history, not only have you not died, but your race has become stronger and stronger. I think the Dragon Race has a lot to learn from humans."

"Like what?" Silas slowed down what he was doing and listened intently.

"For example, you are obviously weak in every aspect, and it was very difficult to survive in this world at the beginning. As a result, you invented the cable car without being good at climbing mountains, invented the wheel without being good at moving things, and invented the boat without being good at swimming. , and invented houses and furniture to make their lives more comfortable. The dragons seem so powerful, they can catch food easily, and they will not get sick even if it is windy and rainy. As a result, they still live in caves until now."

"Except you," Silas said, wiping the cabinet.

"Yes, except for me." Sarannar smiled, "In addition, human beings only live for a few decades, but they have been studying tirelessly throughout their lives, and there have been so many scholars who are more knowledgeable than the long-lived dragons. And mages. Just take you as an example, when you have free time, you are either reading books or learning magic, or you are practicing sword and spear skills hard, as if wasting time is such a shameful thing."

Silas didn't know whether Salanar was praising him, he said a little embarrassedly: "I often do some meaningless things."

"If you think that occasional relaxation and rest are meaningless," Saranal said, "a few decades is just enough for us to live alone without our mothers. Longer life means more life. A lot of time can be wasted, and sometimes, a boring dragon can do nothing just to watch a flower bloom, and stay in place for several days."

"Except you," Silas said again.

"Well, except me," Sarannar said.

"I heard that your magic talent is not as good as that of the golden dragon, and your physique is not the strongest, but you have become the most powerful of all dragons. I think this is the difference between wasting time and not wasting time."

"I just have a more sense of crisis than them." Sarannar said, "After all, my flaws have made it difficult for me to catch prey since I was a child, and I am more vulnerable to attacks. Other dragons don't have such troubles as me, so naturally they don't Need to desperately learn what they consider 'redundant'."

"In fact, most of the humans are like this." Silas said, "I think that according to this, humans and dragons actually have a lot in common. For example, most of them don't like learning. As long as they master the If they have enough survival skills, they will stop moving forward. Farmers who have learned to farm will not learn to blacksmith. Blacksmiths earn enough money from blacksmithing to make a living, so they will not want to read and write. If they have spare time, They would rather drink some wine and play cards. For such people, there is no difference between living for decades or hundreds of years."

"That's right." Sarannar looked at the young man appreciatively, "Then why are you working so hard, my knight? Your ability is clearly enough for a dragon knight."

"...I just want to be more useful." Silas turned around to wipe the table, avoiding Sarannar's sight, "Also, besides the weak love of invention and short life love of learning, What advantages do humans have in your opinion?"

"Also, humans are good at calculating and resourceful. In terms of brains, dragons are no more stupid than humans, but dragons trust their own power too much, and they have never had the so-called political minds of intrigue—except for me." He simply spoke in Silas I said it for him before, "I think this is the most difficult to learn but also the most useful trait in human beings."

"Yes, although most people don't like to think very much, there are indeed a small number of people who are so cunning that it is hard to guard against." Silas twisted the rag and sighed.

"Cunning is a derogatory term used to describe resourcefulness." Sarannar's golden eyes seemed to see through Silas' mind, "Did you think of your spy friend again?"

"He's not my friend," Silas emphasized.

"Well, no." Sarannar smiled, not arguing with him.

"...do you know who sent him?" Silas brought up this topic for the first time since Hills defected.

"I only know that he is from Testara, and the person who sent him obviously has something to do with the royal family of Testara." Sarannar held his chin and said with a look of interest, "Actually, I I really admire him. He sneaked into the enemy's country when he was less than ten years old, learned the language and way of life of Andorcia, and joined the Dragon Knight Preparatory Camp at the age of 16. He has lived in fear and calculation for so many years. His mind and perseverance must have grown. Far surpassed his peers. It's normal for you to be cheated by him, if I didn't get the news from other places, I wouldn't see anything wrong with him."

"...do you appreciate him?" Silas frowned at Sarannar.

"The qualities of a good mind and a strong will are always to be admired, whatever his race, whatever his purpose."

Silas hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "If you encounter this kind of thing again next time, can you tell me earlier, because you keep everything from me like you, and I almost broke down Your plan."

"I'm not omnipotent. It's impossible to control all the variables in my hands. I really didn't expect that you would try so hard to protect the dragon egg and successfully catch him." Salanna Err stretched out his hand, intending to pat Silas comfortingly, but somehow it landed on his buttocks again, "You've impressed me again, my knight."