"Garos! It's time to settle my appearance fee!"
A suspended Communication Stone floated in front of Garos, and the familiar voice of Gold Dragon Alberto came from inside.
He is the Gold Dragon who often visits Creekwood Town and brings a good reputation to the Molten Iron Tribe.
Garos didn't even raise his eyelids and replied lazily, "Why bother? Just deduct it from the debt you owe me."
Communication Stone was silent for a moment.
Immediately, the voice of Alberto sounded again.
"No! Absolutely not! I--want--to get married now!"
"Even in the end these gold coins will still be given to you."
"But at least! At least before they leave my paws, I can stay with these cute little guys for a while longer, listen to their beautiful jingling sounds, and feel their intoxicating warmth and luster!"
In order to get a long enough rest, Alberto challenged Garos again not long ago.
The result was without any suspense, and it ended again with him being beaten until he passed out, and the amount of debt he owed reached a new peak.
If this trend continues, the possibility of him paying off his debt is basically zero.
"Since you insist so much."
Garos's huge head nodded slightly, and said generously, "Then go to Creekwood Town's treasury to get it, and ask for Flower Lord to withdraw it."
The words just fell.
Suddenly, without warning, he yawned hugely.
After coming back to his senses, a clear and irresistible sleepiness slowly emerged from the depths of his soul and spread throughout his body, like a rising tide.
This feeling couldn't be clearer.
It means that the last Dragon Sleep of his teenage years is coming soon.
"This slumber will definitely last more than ten years."
"When I wake up next time, maybe all the principalities of human Federation have fallen into a full-scale war, and even the kingdom behind them has personally ended, and there is no time to care about the melee. At that time, I will officially step into Young Adult Stage and become a real Young Dragon."
Garos was thinking silently in his heart.
As for the possibility that the war sweeping the south had ended hastily while he was sleeping, and when he woke up he found that all the forces had already shaken hands and made peace, completing a new round of resource division?
Judging from the current situation, which is getting more intense, multiple forces are deeply involved, and the chain of hatred is getting deeper and deeper.
The probability of this is extremely slim.
The larger the organization, the more complicated its internal interest entanglements will be, and the war it launches will inevitably be protracted.
Until now, the kingdoms behind Federation have only hidden behind the scenes, playing games by supporting their respective agent principalities, without any obvious signs of ending up personally.
Even if the situation escalates in the future, they cannot be satisfied with a proxy war and end it themselves.
Since the gap in strength between the two kingdoms is not large enough to form a crushing situation, and the battle lines must be long and complicated, the war between the kingdoms is destined to be a long tug-of-war, and the winner cannot be determined in a short time.
After pondering for a moment, Garos said to Gold Dragon on the other side of Communication Stone: "Alberto, I am about to enter Dragon Sleep."
"During this period, if Molten Iron Tribe encounters trouble that cannot be solved, I hope you can come forward to mediate or handle it on your behalf."
"In return, for every year you spend safely, I will reduce the interest on your debt by 10%. If my sleep time is long enough for you to offset all the principal, I will pay you an extra generous reward."
heard these words.
Gold Dragon Alberto's tone instantly rose and he replied enthusiastically.
"What you said is just a joke! We are all Dragon Race brothers. Do we need to talk about these things between us? Molten Iron Tribe's business is my Alberto business!"
When saying this.
He seemed to have completely forgotten that when Garos first called him brother Gold Dragon and said he didn't need to care about compensation, his resistance was like being stepped on.
The next second.
There was a slight pause in the words, and Alberto quickly added, with a very serious tone. "Of course! Even if we are brothers, we have to settle the accounts clearly. When the time comes, I will not be less than a penny in the reward I promised."
After finishing the interrogation with Gold Dragon.
Garos officially informed the other Dragonkin in Dragon Valley that he was about to fall asleep.
And he wasn't the only one who needed to sleep.
It is foreseeable that after him, blood relatives such as Iron Dragon Sorog, red dragon Samantha, and even Gordon who are far away from Federation will soon enter the dormant period one after another.
As Ignas Siblingss fall asleep one after another.
White Dragon Tressie, Blue Dragon Heriam who is about to end Dragon Sleep's awakening, red dragon Kaxier, and As well as youngster Black Dragon and youngster Green Dragon Ludwig, they will take on heavier responsibilities and be responsible for presiding over various affairs of the Molten Iron Tribe in the future.
In order to prevent these young or out-of-character dragons from making irrational decisions.
Garos in advance to Glutton Demon Kalu, Werewolf Russell, Wyvern leader Tasha, Half-Blood Centaur Elvie, Serpentfolk Sword Saint Naris, Grand Workshop Master Scott and other senior Kin Leader issued clear instructions.
During the special period when all Ignas Siblings fell into sleep:
First: The tribe is prohibited from any form of external expansion and is prohibited from actively provoking large-scale conflicts.
Second: The overall development strategy of the tribe has turned to be conservative. The core goal is: stick to the existing territory! Consolidate defense, hoard resources, and accumulate strength.
Third: If the left-behind Dragon Race intends to violate the conservative policy and forcefully implement radical strategies, Kin Leader has the right to refuse to execute the order.
The primary loyal object of those senior leaders is Garos.
Without Garos's personal instruction, it would be difficult for other dragons to truly drive them.
What's more, judging from the current strength of White Dragon Tressie and those Adolescent Dragon, I'm afraid they still can't beat those high-end Kin Leader.
"Tressie, you are currently the oldest and most experienced among the dragons."
"After I, Sorog and Samantha all fall asleep one after another, you need to shoulder the responsibility of leadership and ensure that the tribe lives a stable life. Don't take the initiative to cause trouble. Everything should be focused on hoarding strength and solidifying the foundation."
"Can it be done?"
Garos specially called White Dragon in front of him and explained with sincerity.
"Don't worry! Garos!"
White Dragon Tressie suddenly straightened his slender neck and said seriously, "If we regard Molten Iron Tribe as a whole, then after you fall asleep, the overall ecological niche of the tribe will inevitably experience a temporary decline."
"At this stage, patience and restraint are the wisest moves."
"When you all wake up and collectively step into Young Adult Stage, the ecological niche of the tribe will usher in a huge leap... That is the best time for us to show our strength again."
After hearing White Dragon's clear and rational analysis, Garos was very convinced that she would not do anything extraordinary while she was sleeping.
She probably wished that the whole tribe could completely shrink up and act like turtles.
The days after.
Garos conveyed his will and various precautions during his slumber in detail to every Dragon-Vein Kin and other core Kin Leader. He also held a lengthy and detailed working meeting with his blood brothers and other remaining dragons.
Until everything is arranged properly, nothing is missed.
Only then did Garos unfold its huge wings, soar into the sky, and leave Dragon Valley.
Red Iron Dragon is soaring in the cold sky of Borderlands.
Not long after, he came to the sky above another valley covered in brilliant red.
He lowered his head and stared down, and saw dense red maple trees growing in the valley. It was the season, and the red leaves like flames were swaying and rolling in layers with the mountain wind. It was breathtakingly beautiful.
Red Maple Valley--This is the territory where the Silver Dragon Aldrian family lives.
A year ago, when Deborah's Dragon Sleep period came, she returned to this safe home and fell asleep under the protection of her parents.
And Garos also decided to use this place as his sleeping place this time.
He flapped his wings and slowly lowered his altitude.
Just before entering the valley range.
Garos clearly felt a slight sense of blockage, as if passing through a thick film of water, passing through his body. The next moment, the blockage disappeared, and he was already inside the valley.
Garos's mind moves slightly, use Star-Self Visage.
Sure enough, he saw a huge and complex powerful magic barrier with countless runes looming on the surface, like an inverted bowl, tightly covering the entire valley.
The strength of this barrier is amazing.
The reason why Garos can come and go at will is because Silver Dragon Aldrian left a pass mark on him.
He hovered slightly in the mid-air of Red Maple Valley, and his eyes quickly locked on a figure in the forest clearing below.
Deborah is slightly curled up with her slender dragon body covered with beautiful dragon scales. Many fiery red maple leaves have fallen around her and on her body. Her sleeping posture looks peaceful and elegant, as if she is integrated with this beautiful valley.
Garos did not come close to disturb the tranquility.
Unlike Deborah, he cannot have a sense of security as deep as hers, and he cannot sleep for a long time in the open air without any defense.
He needs a more secluded place.
After thinking for a while, Red Iron Dragon turned his attention to a clear river meandering in the valley.
His huge body descended and squeezed into the river. Using his strong claws and majestic strength, it didn't take much time to dig out a temporary Dragon Lair in the rock wall on the side of the river bank.
Inside the dark and damp temporary Dragon Lair.
Red Iron Dragon retrieved all Black Oil Crystal stored.
At the moment when the sleepiness in his body was the most intense and almost irresistible, he took a deep breath and swallowed all the Black Oil Crystal into his belly at once. Then, he swallowed as many magic gems and various precious metals as possible.
If it is under normal conditions.
With such a large amount of high-energy material entering his stomach instantly, he will inevitably feel strong energy erupting in his body like a volcano, and must immediately perform high-intensity exercise to vent it.
But at this moment, the special physiological state in front of Dragon Sleep changed everything.
In this state, the dragon's body's efficiency in digesting, absorbing, and transforming energy will reach a level far beyond normal.
Garos did not feel the fierce surge of energy after swallowing a large amount of treasure.
Instead, it felt like they were slowly settling in his body, releasing pure energy bit by bit in a gentle and continuous way, penetrating into his limbs, bones, scales and marrow like a warm current.
This soothing and nourishing feeling made him feel extremely comfortable, and the deep sleep completely submerged him like a tide.
"After this long sleep, there is a high probability that my Dragon Heart will be able to complete that key evolution."
"This will be a qualitative leap. I will become stronger when I step into Young Adult Stage."
"But this is just the beginning. I will evolve step by step to the point where no one can kill me."
With this thought in his mind, Red Iron Dragon's consciousness gradually became blurred and scattered, and he finally fell into a deep sleep.
Time flows silently in the swaying light and shadow of maple leaves.
At the same time, Red Iron Dragon's heart, which was originally beating like a war drum, gradually became slow and long, and eventually even became almost imperceptible, as if it was completely wrapped in an invisible, thick cocoon.