Chapter 65 Black Dragon's Treasure House
"Not really," Sera curled her lips, "Didn't it fall into our hands?"
"You mean, you have part of their last batch of treasures?" Aixuri's eyes lit up, "Can you lend it to me?"
When Ron took out the slate, the black dragon's eyes were straight: "This is really-too beautiful!"
"Can you give it to me, no, sell it to me! I'm willing to exchange it with the treasures I collected!"
"This slate is very valuable, I believe you can see it even if you just look at the surface," Ron shook the slate in his hand, "I don't refuse the deal, but do you have enough treasure to exchange with me?"
The treasures of the dragon clan become more and more abundant as their masters become stronger. What valuable things can an eight-year-old dragon have?
"I have! I really have!" Aixuri stretched his neck and howled, "Come with me! I'll show you my treasures!"
"The master's treasures are luxurious!"
The ghost, who had been silent before, became active again.
To it, the nearby ruins are meaningless, but it is very familiar with its master's nest.
For ordinary people, the nest of Ixuri is a trap.
This building made of swamp mud and other materials is a real trap and a sleight of hand, filled with strong acid sprayed by Ixuri. Any reckless person who accidentally steps into it will be corroded in an instant.
And those who are slightly stronger will find a specially reserved safety exit and jump into it, becoming a delicacy for Ixuri.
"I have blocked this feeding entrance," Ixuri led everyone into a hidden entrance next to the nest that tilted downward like an underground parking lot, while introducing, "It is now just to prevent me from being disturbed."
Slaying dragons is a long-standing and widely circulated adventure project. Not only humans, elves, dwarves, etc., but even those less intelligent creatures in the delusion land often take pride in it.
"We're here," after walking a short distance in this semi-hidden nest, Ron and the others suddenly saw a bright light in front of them. In a cave that was dug out separately, they saw a small pile of various shiny small objects.
"There is a tribe of kobolds nearby. They regularly offer treasures to me in exchange for me not eating them." Axuri proudly showed his collection to everyone.
"Glass fragments, burnt stones..." Victoria glanced inside and immediately lost interest. "The value of these things is simply not worth the stone slabs."
Dragons collect treasures mainly because of their beauty. For some scholars who claim to be wise, dragons are just large reptiles like jackdaws, but for dragons themselves, they will not think that there are too many beautiful things in their homes, not to mention that some treasures are delicious.
As a black dragon baby living in the depths of the delusion, the small ornaments it can collect are waste such as broken glass, and a small amount of gold and silver coins.
"Hehe, human, don't just look at the appearance," Exure raised his head proudly, stretched out his claws to grope in its treasure for a while, and then picked up a yellow rectangular block as big as Ron's palm, "Look, what is this!"
"Gold, gold ingot?!" Driver's jaw almost dropped, "I have never seen such a big gold!"
"Boss, boss, how about you just agree to him?"
Ron rolled his eyes at the goblin, then walked forward, reached out his hand to touch, pinch, and then took the "gold ingot" and weighed it in his hand, and finally came to a conclusion.
"Although even a real gold ingot is not enough to exchange for this amethyst slab, I still have to regretfully tell you: this is not gold at all, but a piece of pyrite - or fool's gold."
"But, but -" Axuri was speechless, "But those kobolds said this is their most precious wealth. Did they bully me? Did they deceive me?"
"Well, I don't think it's likely - the kobolds have always believed that they are also dragons, and they worship real dragons very much, so they shouldn't have such thoughts."
"Probably cut off Killed an ‘innocent’ liar who passed by, and then treated this fool’s gold as a treasure and gave it to you,” Victoria smiled, “There is one less liar in the world, that’s good.”
“But, but this was originally the capital for me and the ‘teacher’ to brag about!” The young black dragon was about to cry in grievance, “No wonder every time I mentioned this, the ‘teacher’ always showed that strange smile! I, I am too ashamed to see the dragon!”
Aiksuri cried so sadly that even Ron felt a little embarrassed, thinking that he probably shouldn’t have said too much just now.
But things have come to this point…
“How about this,” Ron thought for a while, “Do you see the seven grooves on my stone slab, and then look at the gem on Ivy’s shield, do you have any ideas?”
“It fits perfectly, this is a set, it’s obvious.” Aiksuri sobbed, but this did not prevent it from making an accurate judgment.
"If you can find the remaining six gems, I'll give you the slate after I use them, okay?" Ron coaxed. "We are just looking for these magical items, and after we use them, they can be used to enrich your private treasure house."
"Hey, are you sure?" Ivy pulled Ron aside and whispered, "Even gems and slates should be valuable and have practical effects. Do you really want to give them to it?"
It's not that Ivy is reluctant to give away the gems on her shield, but it would be a waste of money to give them to people and dragons.
"A dragon will help us find gems, and its efficiency is definitely higher than that of Mindatis after rebirth," Ron whispered, "and it has no ill will towards us. If we need it in the future, we can negotiate to borrow from its treasure house - can Mindatis be so kind?"
"That's right..." Ivy thought about it and it was true. There was no harm in making a dragon ally, but there were many more benefits.
Half-elves can live to 200 years old, and having an adult black dragon as a friend in the future will be of great benefit to everyone.
"But my 'teacher' will come to teach me again in a few days..." Axuri wanted to agree, "Can you lend it to me for a few days? I'll return it to you after I show off to the 'teacher'!"
"That's... okay?" Ron thought for a while, "How about this, let's sign a contract, we will put various treasures in your treasure from time to time to enrich your treasure house."
"But your treasure house and all the items in it must be open to us at any time and allowed to be used by us. As a reciprocal clause: when any party uses the items in the treasure house and cannot return to the treasure house for various reasons, it should add treasures of the same value to it when it uses the treasure house next time - so that you can keep the slate with you."
"Choose one of the two, do you think it's acceptable?"
