Taming Dragons

Jeanne listened from the side, thoroughly amused. "Beating the Englishmen senseless—this young Bourbon on the throne really has some skill. After this war, his prestige will probably surpass Napoleon's."

The Napoleon family had originally stood first among all the royal houses of France. Unfortunately, Napoleon III had emerged and become a stepping stone for Emperor Franz's unification of Germany.

Vivianna wanted to speak but stopped herself. As the eldest daughter of the Hohenzollern family, she could not help worrying about her family and homeland. After all, according to Lothar, that war had been a catastrophe that claimed tens of millions of lives.

Standing at the crater's edge,

Lothar spread his hands, and the gold stored within the King's Treasure Ring on his finger fell out in batches.

These dazzling little sprites immediately caught Demon Dragon Ladon's attention. He gave an indifferent snort. "A gift for our first meeting? Then I'll gladly accept it."

As he spoke, the middle head eagerly opened its mouth. Poison Head beside him refused to be outdone, grunting as he hurriedly opened his mouth as well. "Pour it over here, pour it over here!"

Yet the coins rapidly lost their color in midair.

The gold faded, replaced by a leaden gray, before turning into clouds of ash.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

"My money!"

The dragon, whose face had been full of heartache, suddenly swelled in size. He shouted excitedly, "It's back, it's back! My power is back! Praise you, great Old Ones' Lord!"

His body kept expanding as the coins fell, quickly growing from just over a meter long to more than ten times that size.

By the time the last coin fell, a gigantic beast over ten meters long stood before them.

"Why did it stop already?"

The dragon's cheerful face froze in