Velin waved a hand, telling Kyle to dispense with the formalities. He dismounted and stood before the black dragon.
Looking into its furious, humiliated eyes, Velin raised his scabbard and tapped the black dragon's eye. "Fine eyes. My uncle-in-law should like this pair of dragon eyes."
"These wings are not bad either. They're enough for the Rock Lizards to evolve."
"This heart could be used to cultivate a dragonblood warrior. Fine stuff."
"These claws are a little dull. Polish them up, and they could fetch a good price."
Fear appeared on Cosmo's face. The way he looked at the human before him was as though he had encountered a demon.
His magic was sealed, and he could not summon even a trace of strength from his body. Apart from being able to move his eyes, he was already livestock awaiting slaughter.
"Kyle, this black dragon has a very strong will to resist. Then do it the way I just described."
"Oh, and leave some dragon meat behind. I heard black dragon meat is somewhat sour and foul-smelling, but I trust your cooking." Velin nodded to Kyle, signaling that he could proceed to the next step.
Kyle understood at once. The fingers of his right hand, hidden behind his back, twitched slightly and lifted the seal on the black dragon's mouth.
"Damn you, you lot—"
The moment he heard his own voice, Cosmo instantly shut his mouth.
Damn it, why had this human lifted the seal on his speech? If he blurted out what was in his heart, wouldn't he become the main ingredient at a black dragon feast?
"Big black rat, what did you want to say?"
Hearing what Velin called him, Cosmo wanted nothing more than to swallow this damned little man in one bite.
"My lord—no, my dearest