Watching all this, the Little White Dragon said apologetically:
"I'm sorry... Xiluo.
In the end, I still needed you to deal with opponents of this caliber. I'm so useless.
They were only a bunch of mortals, too."
"No need to apologize.
This fellow was fairly strong by human standards.
It's perfectly normal that you couldn't win in a short time."
Xiluo did not blame him for it, merely offering some gentle reassurance.
He patiently waited for the people from the Temple of the Goddess of Wealth to arrive.
Then he sold all the Black-armored Knights' armor, equipment, and golems.
As it turned out,
these fellows were quite wealthy.
Especially that middle-aged Black-armored Knight.
He alone yielded 385 gold coins, and together with the other Black-armored Knights, they brought Xiluo a total of 456 gold coins.
Out of all those gold coins,
Xiluo took a hundred to compensate the frightened subjects and pocketed the rest himself.
He happened to be a little short on money, so this was a decent haul.
Gold coins had been giving Xiluo something of a headache lately.
Just yesterday, he had thought the two green dragon whelps would think to repay him after getting their gold coins.
Instead, they had not repaid him a single coin, paying off what they owed the Temple of the Goddess of Wealth instead...
"Put their leader in prison and send all the others to reform-through-labor."
Only after giving these final instructions did Xiluo fly away again with Allen.
The subjects who had received compensation were all delighted, loudly praising Xiluo's greatness and kindness.
Then they showed off to the other subjects.
Those subjects could not help thinking,
Why didn't those damned Black-armored Knights come looking for trouble with me?
Now I haven't received any compensation. How infuriating!
Not far away,