Afterward.
She turned to Xiluo, her eyes a little watery, and said:
"Xiluo... I worked super hard this time too, and look, so many of my scales are broken.
It'll cost a lot of gold coins to buy potions to grow them back.
You have to compensate me properly."
At her words, Xiluo said little.
He merely looked silently at the young she-dragon.
With Koraman protecting her, this female dragon was in the best condition among the wyrmlings.
She merely had a lot of broken scales.
The green dragon whelp beside him was only slightly better off than Abel.
His head was swollen too, and even his mouth had been knocked crooked.
He was not saying a word now.
He tried to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.
The little white dragon was better off than Koraman and Abel, but he had fought so hard that his injuries were still far from minor.
Barbara had kept her true form hidden the whole time and was actually the least injured of all the dragons.
He glanced at all the dragons and said:
"Don't worry, there'll be gold coins for everyone. Each dragon will receive at least 300 gold coins in compensation.
All right! It's about time we headed back!"
With that, Xiluo led the dragons and troops on the return journey.
They were bathed in the light of the setting sun, many of them covered in blood.
Many subjects spotted them from afar and could not help cheering:
"Look! That's Lord Xiluo flying at the front!
They've returned safely! They must have killed the invaders!"
"Isn't that only natural? Lord Xiluo is an invincible dragon! How could those stupid foreign nobles possibly stand against him?"
"Long live Lord Xiluo!"
Amid the cheers, Xiluo slowly approached Niro City with the troops.
Although