Chapter 278 Olivia

The Iron Dragon Wing Palace was still so quiet at night that not even a trace of life could be heard. Under the powerful dragon's might, even the chirping of insects could hardly be heard.

Even though the red dragon had long since awakened and there would be no more unintentional natural disasters, the followers still did not dare to approach this sacred residence.

"It's the same time again."

"This should be the sixty-seventh night."

Olivia slowly opened her eyes, and the moonlight poured into her blue-gray pupils and shone on her smooth scales. Many light spots were reflected on the ground, as if a handful of glittering silver coins were sprinkled on it.

Two months, this time is extremely short for any kind of dragon, but for the silver dragon in the dragon-binding formation, this short timeline seemed to be infinitely stretched, and every minute and every second was so tormenting.

The burning chains greedily absorbed her vitality, constantly stinging her, making it difficult for her to fall asleep at all times.

The silver dragon slightly vibrated its wings, and with a slight sound, the bright plate-like wing membrane reflected the moonlight. The heavy chains noticed the movement and continued to burn her body.

But she just gritted her teeth and uttered a barely perceptible groan.

"Hmm"

Olivia endured the severe pain and tried her best to turn over.

However, this was not over yet. The silver dragon tried to raise its head.

The heavy chains were tightly wrapped around its slender neck, constantly flashing with hot magic auras, and even making a "hissing" sound, causing bursts of white smoke and blood marks on her flesh.

In the end, she still gritted her teeth and raised her head, looking up at the bright moon in the night sky, enjoying this rare moonlight.

And this can be regarded as finding joy in suffering.

She has long been accustomed to such a desperate life.

She is accustomed to the occasional flying dragons in the sky, the indifference and vigilance of the tiefling guards, and the unbearable heat in the palace.

She also tried to pass information to the outside world, send messages to the wyverns, and communicate with the tiefling guards, hoping to impress the followers of the Burning King, but all attempts ended in failure. The red dragon's rule here was terribly stable.

Despite being in this silent hell made of steel, the silver dragon's blue-gray eyes still revealed a faint glow representing determination.

She was still quietly waiting for something.

"Angel"

"One day, he will come to save me. He promised me."

Olivia thought silently.

In the story of "The Scale of Promise" told by her father, the silver dragon named Dirk Stroev waited at the entrance of the cave for a thousand years, from a young dragon to an ancient dragon. In the end, his loyal love moved the platinum dragon god Bahamut.

The god exerted a powerful divine power to resurrect the female dragon, so that he could reunite with his partner.

And the Burning King is not something that can be defeated overnight. Olivia is ready to be trapped here for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Although the red dragon is extremely powerful and almost invincible, she always believes that the mysterious and upright golden dragon can save her from this devil's cave.

And Olivia also swore an oath, vowing never to surrender to the Burning King, even if she would suffer inhuman torture, even if there is a risk of death.

"It's so boring here..."

"It would be great if he could visit me often."

Olivia couldn't help but smile foolishly, and the pain on her body seemed insignificant.

She thought of the same quiet night, when the golden dragon Angel risked his life to break into the palace, apologized to her sincerely, made a sincere promise, and had an intimate communication with her during the short company.

Those sincere and honest words still echoed in her mind for a long time.

"Olivia, I am not strong enough to fight this red dragon now. 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 have to spend everything and all my treasures, I will save you from here. This is my promise to you."

She will never forget the sense of reassurance of getting a glimmer of hope in despair, the feeling of grasping the last straw, and the heartbeat of being moved by the promise.

However, Olivia knew that the so-called "visit" was just her unrealistic fantasy.

She was now in the palace of the Burning King, not a guesthouse where she could come and go freely. Every time the golden dragon broke in, it would take a great risk. Once discovered, it would even be a situation of certain death.

Olivia has always regarded herself as a rational magic researcher, believing that she was born to study the essence of the world. She even put aside the pride of the dragon and found a legendary wizard as a mentor.

She never thought that she would experience the ups and downs of an adventure story and gain a fairy-tale love, but everything happened naturally, although the process was a bit bumpy and even painful.

"How long do we have to wait here?"

"Angel, don't let me down..."

Olivia even imagined the scene of being rescued in the future.

She believed that it must be the most beautiful moment in the world, even better than any memory in her hundred years of life.

"We will study magic together, build a beautiful and warm magician tower, have our own territory and city, and by then, the Melward family will also be our solid backing."

"We will travel around the multiverse. We will follow in the footsteps of His Majesty Bahamut and fly with those kind celestial creatures in the Heavenly Mountains."

"We will travel in the realm of bliss, make friends with the penguin angels and the powerful lion-headed envoys, and let the water of the Poseidon River purify our souls."

"We will have adventures in the Garden of Joseph and see those eternal battlefields and glorious heroes."

"We will wander in the mechanical realm and study the most perfect order."

Countless images full of beautiful imagination flashed through Olivia's mind, like a series of comic strips, or like a revolving door of images, a concrete depiction of her longing.

Even the continuous severe pain in her body could not stop her from falling into a deep sleep and enjoying this moment of peace.

She had been waiting here sober for months.

She was so tired.

The silver dragon slowly closed her eyes. Her slender and graceful dragon body was already covered with bruises, but there was still a peaceful smile on her lips. Maybe she was immersed in a wonderful dream.

But Olivia, who was sleeping soundly, did not notice——

Dirty, foul-smelling black energy floated above her head, greedily sucking in light and lost thoughts.

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