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 creatures dare not approach it. Even the most loyal followers only dare to wander around the periphery.

In this silence, Silver Dragon could clearly hear his own faint breathing.

Only the soft moonlight poured down, pouring into her blue-gray pupils and making her smooth scales reflect a silvery gleam.

Olivia didn't know how many days and nights had passed, but she always thought she was in a half-asleep and half-awake state. She was almost in despair, but the strong will she had left always supported her and prevented her from giving in.

She also didn't know when she would succumb to the constraints of fate.

But at least not now.

Olivia thought this countless times.

"Well"

Silver Dragon tried hard to turn her head to relax her bones that had become stiff from lying on her side for so long. The flashing magic chains burned her skin mercilessly, but she was able to grit her teeth and endure the pain, and she was even quite used to it.

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

"Could it be that the guards delivering food have arrived?"

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

Olivia thought so.

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

Under Silver Dragon's surprised gaze, a vague shadow appeared at the end of the corridor, which seemed to be a human figure shrouded in mist.

As the figure approached, she finally saw its true face—

All that was seen was short black hair, golden pupils with a faint glow, a handsome young face, a noble robe trimmed with gold, and faintly visible light golden scales. At this moment, he was walking towards his bound silver dragon.

"how is this possible?"

Olivia couldn't believe her eyes.

Wasn't that the fellow dragon that had appeared in her dreams for countless days and nights, the golden dragon Angel who had given her her last words?
At that moment, many complicated thoughts flooded her mind.

Olivia was sincerely happy that the other party was alive, 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?

Could it be that the Angel in front of him is also fake?

Is this all just a conspiracy of the Red Dragon?

Olivia's eyes were first filled with surprise, then nervousness and confusion, and finally an extremely complex 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.

"I'm sorry, Olivia."

His tone was low, and his golden eyes were full of guilt.

Almost the moment he opened his mouth, Olivia was convinced that the other person was the real Angel, and felt greatly relieved.

When getting along with the golden dragon, the silver dragon can always truly feel the other's personal charm, and even her own emotions are infected. That feeling cannot be faked, but she doesn't know that this is due to the literal "supernatural charm".

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

After this moment of peace of mind, Olivia finally found it difficult to maintain her strength and felt extremely aggrieved for what she had experienced in the past few days.

Suddenly, tears welled up from her blue-gray eyes and poured down her cheeks like overflowing autumn water. She expressed the questions that had been brewing for a long time in a crying voice.

"Where have you been all this time?" "Why did the red dragon say you were dead?"

"Why am I trapped here by him? I came here to follow your instructions."

"But why..."

Perhaps because she was too excited, 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. It can bind giant dragons whose life levels are lower than those of ancient dragons, so that they will never be able to escape."

"So, I set up a magic circle here, but I was afraid that the action would fail, so I left a final message."

He stared at the silver dragon, his tone becoming heavier.

"But the cunning and powerfulness of the Burning King was far beyond 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 Paralandusk, I was able to enter a semi-virtual state, making the red dragon powerless against me, allowing me to survive 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 here, and also used that strange domain ability to isolate me from the influence. Fortunately, his power eventually slackened, and I was able to come to you."

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

"Angel" apologized again sincerely.

Olivia did not blame him, but accepted it silently, and looked into his eyes. She thought of the palpitations she had when she first entered the palace. Maybe that was the other party's reminder, but she did not notice it.

At least now, both he and Angel are still alive, and luckily escaped from the claws of that terrible red dragon. This is already a rare ending.

After a long pause, Olivia whispered.

"Angel, what should I do now?"

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

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

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

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

These words sounded particularly sincere to Olivia.

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

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

"The scale of promise."

Suddenly, Olivia remembered the epic poem told by the elders of the tribe when she was a young dragon and which 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 mate, and engraved the promise on the scales on his chest until he became an ancient dragon. She thought of the experiences that moved her deeply.

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

Therefore, Olivia chose to believe without hesitation, and poured out everything she knew and had to "Angel", hoping that he 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 magic. Since Olivia had more knowledge of magic, Angel even jokingly called her "teacher", which made her tense heart relax a lot.

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

(End of this chapter)