Chapter 252 Olivia (V)

The Iron Dragon Wing Palace is always so quiet at night. Since this is the habitat of the red dragon, almost all mortals dare not approach it, and even the most loyal followers dare only wander around the periphery.

In this silence, the silver dragon can clearly hear its own faint breathing.

Only the soft moonlight pours down, pouring into her blue-gray pupils, and also makes her smooth scales reflect the silver-like glimmer.

I don’t know how many days and nights have passed. Olivia always thinks that she is in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. She is almost desperate, but the remaining tenacious will always supports her and never yields.

She also doesn’t know when she will succumb to the shackles of fate.

But at least not now.

Olivia thought so countless times.

“Hmm”

The silver dragon tried to turn her head to relieve the bones that were stiff due to lying on her side for a long time. The flashing magic chain burned her skin mercilessly, but she could grit her teeth to endure the pain, and even got used to it.

The rustling sound came from a distance, which surprised Olivia because it was not common.

"Could it be the guards who delivered food?"

"No, it's midnight now, obviously not yet."

Olivia thought so.

In the corridor leading to the hall, the slight noise continued.

Under the surprised eyes of the silver dragon, a vague shadow appeared at the end of the corridor, which seemed to be a figure shrouded in mist.

As the figure approached, she finally saw his true face -

She only saw short black hair, golden vertical pupils with a faint glow, a handsome young face, a noble robe with gold edges, and faintly revealed light golden scales. At this moment, he was walking towards her bound silver dragon.

"How is it possible?"

Olivia couldn't believe her eyes.

Wasn't that the fellow who appeared in her dreams for countless days and nights, the golden dragon Angel who gave her dying instructions?

At that moment, many complicated thoughts emerged in her mind.

Olivia was sincerely happy for the other party's survival, but she also had many doubts in her heart. Why did she follow the instructions but was trapped here? Why had he never appeared before?

Is Angel in front of her also fake?

Everything is just a conspiracy of the red dragon?

Olivia's eyes first showed surprise, then tension and entanglement, and finally blended into an extremely complicated emotion, as if there were thousands of words stuck in her throat, but she couldn't say them.

Unexpectedly, the other party spoke first, breaking the silence for a moment.

"I'm sorry, Olivia."

The tone was low, and the golden pupils were full of guilt.

Almost the moment she opened her mouth, Olivia was sure that the other party was the real Angel, and felt great peace of mind.

When getting along with this golden dragon, the silver dragon can always feel the other party's personality charm, and even her emotions are infected together. That feeling cannot be faked, but she didn't know that this was because of the literal "charisma".

She was pleasantly surprised, as if she had found her last support.

After this moment of peace of mind, Olivia finally couldn't maintain her strength and felt extremely wronged for what she had experienced these days.

Suddenly, tears flowed from her blue-gray eyes, and poured down her cheeks like overflowing autumn water. She cried and expressed the long-brewing questions.

"Where have you been all this time?"

"Why did the red dragon say you were dead?"

"I, why am I trapped here by him? I clearly followed your guidance"

"But why..."

Perhaps because of her overexcitement, Olivia was even a little incoherent.

Angel, or rather, Cassius, sighed deeply.

"Four years ago, this palace had not yet been built, and this place was just a desolate empty space. I found the only way to defeat this red dragon, which is the so-called dragon-binding array, which can bind giant dragons whose life level is lower than that of ancient dragons, so that they will never escape."

"So, I set up the array here, but I was afraid that the action would fail, so I left the last message."

He stared at the silver dragon, and his tone became heavier.

"But the cunning and power of the 'King of Burning Embers' far exceeded my imagination. He saw through my plan and brutally killed all my followers and the righteous people who came with me."

"I should have died in this battle, but thanks to the gift of the ancient golden dragon Senior Paralandusk, I was able to enter a semi-virtual state, making the red dragon powerless against me, so that I survived by chance."

"But in this state, it is difficult for me to interfere with the material plane, so I can only appear in front of you in this form. The red dragon couldn't do anything to me, but used the magic circle I left behind as a trap to lure you to come, and used that strange domain ability to isolate my influence. Fortunately, his power eventually slackened, and I was able to come to you."

"I'm sorry that my reckless behavior implicated you."

"Angel" apologized sincerely again.

Olivia didn't blame him, but just accepted it all silently and looked into each other's eyes. She thought of the palpitations when she first entered the palace. Maybe that was the other party's reminder, but she didn't notice it.

At least now, both she and Angel are still alive, and they have escaped from the claws of the terrible red dragon by chance. This is already a rare ending.

After pondering for a long time, Olivia whispered.

"Angel, what should I do now?"

There was a little confusion in her eyes, but it was much better than the previous despair. At least Angel's appearance gave her the last straw to save her life.

"Olivia, now my power is not enough to fight this red dragon. He is too powerful. I may... need more resources."

"Money, spell scrolls, and even the assistance of other metal dragons..."

"But no matter what, even if I exhaust everything and spend all my treasures, I will save you from here. This is my promise to you."

These words sounded particularly sincere to Olivia.

Angel walked forward and seemed to be stroking the slender neck of the silver dragon. But this was just an illusory projection, and Olivia did not feel the actual touch.

For some reason, she was not repulsive to this "intimate contact" that went beyond the etiquette of metal dragons. Instead, she felt a great sense of peace and satisfaction from the bottom of her heart. This promise was romantic in the ears of the dragon.

"The scale of promise."

Suddenly, Olivia remembered the epic that the elders of the tribe told her when she was a young dragon and has been passed down to this day. She remembered the story of the silver dragon who stayed at the entrance of the cave for a thousand years for his partner, engraved the promise on the scales on his chest, and remained committed until he became an ancient dragon. She thought of those experiences that moved her deeply.

Courtship among silver dragons is always civilized and elegant, and many silver dragons stay together for life.

So, Olivia chose to believe without hesitation, and poured out everything she knew and had to "Angel", hoping that the other party would rescue her one day in the future...

Perhaps to take care of her emotions, Angel stayed in the palace for a long time.

They discussed poetry, anecdotes from all over the continent, and exchanged knowledge about spells. Because Olivia had more knowledge of magic, Angel even jokingly called her "teacher", which made her tense heartstrings relax a lot.

When the palace returned to peace again, the silver dragon was still tied to the ground, but the despair and confusion in its blue-gray eyes were gone, replaced by gentleness and determination.