The Silver Dragon King Doubts Life

Nefer rolled her eyes at Thoth; as expected, this guy was a compulsive liar, especially after claiming earlier that he had grown accustomed to staying in Aaru.

However, dragging Thoth's true form over here wasn't entirely out of the question for the future.

"Boss! Boss!"

Hearing the voice, Nefer turned her head and, sure enough, saw Yakada.

Yakada ran over quickly and threw her arms around Nefer.

"Thank goodness, Boss, you really are here."

"Yakada, haha, you've come too. The Grand Sage has finally done something right. Since you're here, get to work!"

"Ah? Boss, I just got here and you're already making me work!"

"How else will you get paid? Now, watch this spot; if anyone comes by to ask questions, just handle them."

"Oh! I understand, Boss. I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

Yakada had barely arrived before being roped into filling in for Nefer—a truly interesting dynamic between boss and employee.

Meanwhile, in Martial Soul City, inside a secret chamber of the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong was imprisoned within a rhombic crystal constructed from Electro and Anemo elemental energy.

She slumped on the floor, her eyes vacant, completely devoid of the pressure one would expect from a god, and no one around bothered to attend to her.

Scaramouche was currently discussing the establishment of an Akademiya branch in Martial Soul Hall with Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu.

"I assume you have no objections to this matter?"

Objections? Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu certainly wouldn't dare, though they still needed to ask about the details and secure some benefits for Martial Soul Hall.

"Mr. Scaramouche, we certainly wouldn't dare object to establishing an Akademiya branch in Martial Soul City. It's just that where to build it, how to build it, and how much effort Martial Soul Hall needs to contribute—these are all things that must be discussed."

"Those things have nothing to do with me. Once you agree, someone will naturally come to discuss the details with you later.

However, you'll likely have to wait until the branch in Heaven Dou City is on the right track, so you have plenty of time to think about how to negotiate the trade-offs.

But I must warn you, that Grand Sage is not someone who lets himself be taken advantage of."

Qian Daoliu offered an awkward smile. This kind of exchange was entirely meaningless; although Scaramouche lacked the power to see through hearts like Nahida, his years of experience allowed him to discern human nature just as well.

"Scaramouche! Scaramouche!"

Suddenly hearing someone calling his name, Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue, and Scaramouche were all taken aback.

"How did he get here too?"

Scaramouche flashed out of the Worship Hall, and Little Durin dove down from the sky the moment he saw him.

"Scaramouche, I finally found you."

"Why are you here?"

"I came to find you to play! Do you have things to do? I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Scaramouche shook his head helplessly.

"No, the matter is already finished."

Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue also walked out of the Worship Hall and, naturally, caught sight of Little Durin.

Little Durin greeted them as well.

"Hello there! My name is Durin. Scaramouche, are these your new friends?"

"No, they are the masters of this city. I came to negotiate the establishment of an Akademiya branch with them, and it's already finished."

Little Durin was the only one who could make Scaramouche offer such a proactive explanation.

"Greetings, Mr. Durin. I am Qian Daoliu, and this is my granddaughter, Qian Renxue."

Qian Renxue looked at Little Durin's wings and the horns on his head, recalling the mention of a small dragon in the Sky Screen's introduction of Scaramouche, and asked, "Mr. Durin, are you of the dragon race?"

"That's right, I'm a dragon! Scaramouche, when I arrived, I saw a big green dragon circling the whole city. Shall we go find her to play?"

Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue were both startled by Little Durin's words.

"Hm? Did that dragon come with you?"

"It seems so. Scaramouche, do you know her?"

"Could it be the Grass Dragon King Apep? Did the Grand Sage summon her over as well?"

Scaramouche muttered to himself, then looked at Little Durin's expectant eyes and couldn't bring himself to refuse.

"People from the Akademiya will come to coordinate later. Let's go!"

Little Durin waved politely at Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu before leaving Martial Soul City with Scaramouche.

Seeing them vanish from sight, Qian Daoliu finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

"Grandfather, perhaps we should make a choice."

"Xiaoxue, what do you mean..."

"Going all-in is also a form of wisdom!"

Qian Renxue wanted to gamble, throwing the entire Martial Soul Hall under the banner of the Akademiya. It was a beautiful thought, but whether the Akademiya would even accept them was another matter entirely.

Shifting the scene to the main campus of the Akademiya, at the Lake of Life, a group of fierce beasts led by Di Tian were all waiting.

Suddenly, a high-pitched dragon roar pierced the sky, and a silver dragon surged out from the Lake of Life.

Her dragon roar carried the joy of rebirth, and after soaring through the air for a while, the Silver Dragon King landed and transformed into human form.

The Silver Dragon King's human form was a mature, stunningly beautiful woman with silver hair and white robes, possessing the domineering aura of a superior in her brows and eyes.

"Greetings, Lord!" ×N

The group of fierce beasts, led by Di Tian, bowed in unison to the Silver Dragon King.

At the main campus of the Akademiya, Alhaitham, who was guarding the base, also fixed his gaze in this direction; if the Silver Dragon King made any suspicious moves, he would immediately notify the Lesser Lord Kusanali and the Grand Sage.

The Silver Dragon King also sensed Alhaitham's gaze and glanced toward the direction of the Akademiya.

But before she could say anything, her expression changed drastically. She looked up at the sky as a majestic dragon might descended, a pressure so immense that even she felt suppressed.

"Impossible! Impossible! I am the Silver Dragon King; how could there be any dragon bloodline superior to mine?"

Regardless of whether the Silver Dragon King believed it, the truth was right before her eyes. A massive green figure descended from the sky, her body instantly encircling the entire Lake of Life.

Apep's gaze fell upon the Silver Dragon King, then flicked toward Di Tian and Zi Ji.

"The dragon race of this world has actually weakened to such a degree, and you all show yourselves in the forms of ants. Where is your pride as dragons?"

"Who are you? Since when has the dragon race had someone like you?"

The Silver Dragon King questioned Apep.

"Hmph, I am the Grass Dragon King Apep. As fellow dragons, you are qualified to hear my name."

"I am the Silver Dragon King, half of the Dragon God. Among the Ten Great Dragon Kings, there has never been a Grass Dragon King."

"It is understandable that a dragon from another world would not know of my existence. As for the Dragon God you speak of, do not make me laugh."

The only Dragon God Apep would acknowledge was likely that Nibelung, though Nibelung never seemed to carry the title of Dragon God.

And Apep's dismissal of the Dragon God the Silver Dragon King spoke of had thoroughly enraged her.

"How dare you insult Father God! I will make you pay the price."

The Silver Dragon King reverted to her true form and let out a dragon roar, but just as she took flight, a beam of light condensed from Dendro energy struck down, slamming her into the ground.

The dignified Silver Dragon King, despite having fully recovered from her injuries, could not withstand even a single blow before Apep.

"Sigh! Truly a feeble dragon race from another world."