What appeared before the two of them was a miniature golden "giant dragon," with well-developed wings, powerful limbs, a strong tail, gorgeous scales, and a rather simple crown! No matter how they looked at it, it resembled a Golden Dragon! Even its roar was not shrill like that of other wyverns, but thunderous and powerful like a true giant dragon!
"This flock of wyverns is actually ruled by a Sub-adult Golden Dragon?" Ismir was utterly stunned. There was no longer any need to wonder why those drakes had vanished. If there really was a Golden Dragon here, forget drakes—even giant dragons would have to kneel like dogs! Golden Dragons possessed an extremely severe bloodline suppression over wild dragons!
"We've struck it rich!" Ymir muttered, calculating how many benefits they could gain by offering news of the Golden Dragon to King Roland! They could at least skim some profit from the kingdom's hunt for these wyverns! Even if they did nothing, they could make money lying down!
"Let's go! We're heading back!" Ismir raised a Magic Memory Stone and recorded everything, firmly memorizing all the intelligence before patting Ymir on the shoulder and whispering.
"Nonsense! A Golden Dragon? Have you lost your minds?" Reno frowned as he looked at Ymir and Ismir, who appeared as though they had just returned from the front lines of scavenging.
"You didn't mistake a Lightning Dragon or some Earth Element Dragon for a Gold—" Before Reno could finish, Ismir shoved the Magic Memory Stone into his face. The image spread out, and the brilliant, noble golden figure instantly turned Reno into a rooster with its neck strangled.
"Huh? It really is a Golden Dragon? Has Middle-earth become so wealthy that Golden Dragons can be raised wild?" Reno felt that he could no longer understand