Scoring and Riots

After Albert successfully subdued the dragon and took the Golden Egg, the first person to rush into the arena was not a Dragon Tamer, but a flamboyantly dressed wizard. He looked like a reporter, especially since another wizard carrying a camera followed beside him.

Behind the wizard, Albert spotted a familiar figure. Mr. Morg stood at the entrance to the arena, waving at him.

"Stand in front of the dragon and let me take a close-up."

The wizard grabbed Albert's hand and gestured to the photographer beside him. "Take a picture of us together first."

Albert pulled his hand back in disgust, barely maintaining a smile as he asked, "And you are?"

"Almost forgot." The wizard introduced himself. "My name is Mike Dabo, general manager of Elegant Wizarding Apparel. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Albert Anderson."

"Hello, Mr. Dabo."

The moment Albert saw Morg, he had vaguely guessed who this flamboyantly dressed wizard was.

"If you want me to cooperate with your photographs, have the Dragon Tamers knock out the dragon first. I have no desire to turn my back on a dangerous dragon."

"You're absolutely right. One can never be too careful." Dabo casually put an arm around Albert's shoulders. "I already discussed it with the Dragon Tamers."

Albert felt uncomfortable all over. Using the excuse of greeting Morg, he slipped free from Dabo's arm. The man was nowhere near as strong as Albert.

"How about it? I told you that you wouldn't lose out." After greeting Albert, Morg smiled at Mike Dabo. "Don't cut corners on the advertising fee."

"Of course not," Mike Dabo said cheerfully.

"Time is limited. We'd better finish the photographs quickly and not cause trouble for everyone else."

"You're right." Mike Dabo greeted the Dragon Tamers, then led Albert over for the