Ed, however, continued to hint (or explicitly) as if he hadn't heard:
"The queen bee is too powerful."
So you want me to go with you.
I didn't say that.
"Sure, but you'll have to pay."
"I didn't say that; I planned to go by myself."
"Then why haven't you gone yet?"
"Because the queen bee is too strong."
"Then you can pay me to protect you."
"I don't intend to."
"You don't plan to invite me along?"
"I have no intention of paying."
"If you're not going to pay, then go by yourself."
"What if I die?"
"If you're dead, you're dead..."
The biggest bad debt in history has appeared!
"Just a minor bad debt..."
"Ahem, Obsidian Bank, a subsidiary of Seraphina Unlimited Spotlight Company, has recently been exposed for having a large number of bad debts. An investigation has revealed..."
"Wait, let me think about it."
The dragon girl stopped Ed from starting his news broadcast, glaring at him angrily.
She finally understood what Ed meant—this person in a vegetative state wanted a High Tier bodyguard, the free kind.
Even if she agreed to go with him, she wouldn't get a penny, but if she watched him go to the Sea of Flowers by himself, there was a possibility that the huge sum of money she had lent out would never be recovered.
Seraphina realized for the first time what it meant to be "the one who owes money is the boss." In such a classic real-life case, she finally understood that economic laws sometimes fail when it comes to shameless people.
"You..."
Although her facial expression remained unchanged, Seraphina's dragon horns were turning crimson at a visible rate; the dragon girl was clearly getting quite red.
She looked at Ed and asked, word by word:
"You can't expect me to have made a completely wasted trip, can you?"
Ed shook his head:
"It wasn't a wasted trip; there should be honey to eat."
"I'll beg you..."
Seeing that Seraphina's dragon horns had turned almost white from red, Ed quickly said seriously:
"There won't be immediate returns, but there will be later."
Seraphina suppressed her anger:
"Go on, tell me in detail."
"I'm going there to discuss a collaboration with the Queen Bee. If the deal goes through, your ' Unlimited Spotlight Company ' can then enter the physical general merchandise market. The Soul Returner will sell you tons of goods. You just need to sell them at low prices and then slightly raise the price when they need them. You can make a fortune without doing anything."
"Is there really such a good thing?"
"Of course, the demand for different goods varies at different times. As long as you have a large enough warehouse, you can buy low and sell high at zero cost."
"Okay, I'll trust you this once."
When are we going?
"Now of course, the sooner we make money, the better."
So how do you plan to get there?
"How else can we get there? By flying, of course!"
As she said this, Seraphina walked out of the Obsidian Bank counter, flipped over the business sign she had made some time ago, and came to the middle of the square, just like when she went to retrieve the Antasia last time.
Some new players are still wondering what this NPC wants to do, while some players who have already witnessed the Red Dragon's transformation are already screaming with excitement.
Through layers of thick fog, Ed looked at Seraphina, who was about to reveal her true form, and said:
"Then you fly first, I'll wait for you at the border."
A sneer suddenly rang out:
"Want to leave? There's no way you're going to get away with that?"
The pristine white snow set off the Red Dragon's massive body. With a flap of its enormous wings, the still-unmelted snow on the plaza whistled and flew around, covering the faces of every player watching.
By the time everyone wiped the snow off their faces, the dragon had already vanished into the sky, leaving behind only lingering sighs of wistful emotion.
In a corner unseen by everyone, Ed had already been captured by Seraphina and taken into the air.
High in the sky, the vegetative boy gripped a dragon's claw like a captain holding onto a mooring rope on a vast ocean.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a large amount of air rushed in, giving Ed a feeling of fullness.
Is this revenge?
Ed, puzzled, covered his mouth and nose with his other hand and looked up earnestly at Seraphina:
Why didn't you put me on your back?
The long-necked dragon turned its head to look at this somewhat shameless vegetable:
"Because you didn't pay."
Ed was shocked upon hearing this:
You mean this is economy class?
Seraphina roughly understood what Ed was talking about. Teacher Ed's Little Economics Class, and she had remarked with considerable disdain:
"You didn't pay at all; it was at most considered cargo space."
Ed's face immediately fell:
"Given our relationship, you should at least give me an economy class ticket, right?"
The dragon is silent.
"If you do this, I'll pay for the upgrade."
The dragon is silent.
"Come on, give me your Root Network terminal (something that doesn't exist)."
The dragon is silent.
"Is Waiter there? I feel a bit nauseous, could you close the window?"
"If you say anything more, I'll let go."
"..."
The dragon's silhouette swept across the Wilderness of Chaos, and strange rules from different regions began to emerge.
Ed saw a river flowing backwards, saw an area that could turn everything in it black, and also experienced the feeling of losing his hearing.
After confirming that he couldn't hear her, Seraphina's mouth seemed to be moving constantly. Although Ed couldn't read lips, he could roughly sense that she wasn't swearing properly.
Seraphina's full-speed flight far exceeded Ed's expectations; if she wanted, she could have continued to accelerate during her last flight, allowing the immense air resistance to dismantle the Antasia in mid-air.
In just one hour, Ed and Seraphina arrived at the border between the Wilderness of Chaos and the Sea of Flowers. From the air, a clear dividing line existed between the vibrant Sea of Flowers and the gray-white rocky beach, just as clearly visible as the boundary between the edge of the Second Holy See and the Wilderness of Chaos.
"We've arrived. It's time for us to land."
Ed, who had finally been upgraded, pointed towards the ground and said, "..." The dragon asked in confusion:
Why can't I see the Hive?
" The Hive should be located further inside."
"Then why land?"
Seraphina's tone was full of doubt.
Ed countered with a question:
"This is like coming to someone's doorstep; shouldn't you at least show some politeness?"
Seraphina's flight speed did not decrease in the slightest, and she chuckled, saying:
"Politeness? That's reserved for people I approve of."
Ed felt he should have brought Willow here; although teleportation caused some dizziness, it was still better than the external tickets on a high-speed passenger plane.
Moreover, the Lich is very reliable in terms of politeness, and coupled with his rather cautious personality, he has no flaws other than his somewhat unreliable strength.
It's too difficult to get dragons, a race accustomed to being domineering and arrogant, to be polite.
He thought for a moment and suggested:
"Then at least lower the flight altitude..."
"Oh? Are you sure?"
Is there a problem?
"Hmph."
Seraphina remained silent, but suddenly began to accelerate and dive.
Under extreme Overload conditions, Ed saw countless Worker Bee being blown about by the air currents whipped up by Seraphina, their pollen even forming a cloud-like, colorful cloud.