"Just a few tasks? Then what use are you to me?"
Medivh wasn't satisfied with the Blue Dragon's proposal. He thought it absurd that a few jobs could buy the dragon's life.
He felt he'd gain more by killing the Blue Dragon. The dragon's blood could be used to raise Fifth Rank skeletons, its meat could help knights advance, its crystal and scales could be forged into powerful magical equipment, and its bones could be left to age before being used to resurrect a Bone Dragon.
A Dragon was valuable from head to toe. A few little tasks couldn't make up for the Blue Dragon's worth.
"Greedy humans! Don't push me too far. If you force my hand, I'll take your city down with me. You'll end up with nothing!"
The Blue Dragon would rather die than surrender. He summoned the thunderclouds and created an even larger ball of lightning, like a thunder god descending upon the world. Branching bolts spread across half of Kurd City.
If Medivh refused to back down, the dragon would summon countless bolts of lightning and blow himself up, leveling Kurd City.
Inside the Eight-Armed Skeleton Golem, Medivh narrowed his eyes.
The Blue Dragon's threat was serious.
If he summoned lightning and self-destructed, the Magic Runes covering Kurd City would keep the city from being completely destroyed, but the ordinary residents inside would suffer heavy casualties.
The Blue Dragon had arrived too quickly for more than the residents of the Eastern District to evacuate. Many people were still in Kurd City.
"Medivh, sign a city-state contract with him!"
As the Blue Dragon faced off against the Eight-Armed Skeleton Golem, the Lava Dragon Oriana proposed a solution: have the Blue Dragon sign a city-state contract with Medivh.
The Dragon Clan's city-state contract was a protection contract.