Chapter 278 Olivia
The Iron Dragon Wing Palace was still so silent at night that not even the slightest sign of life could be heard. Under the powerful dragon might, even the sound of insects could hardly be heard.

Even though the red dragon has long since awakened and there will no longer be unintentional natural disasters, its followers still dare not approach this sacred residence.

"It's the same time again."

"This should be the sixty-seventh night"

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

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

The burning chains greedily sucked her life force, stinging her constantly and making it difficult for her to fall asleep.

The silver dragon flapped its wings slightly, and with a slight sound, the bright wing membrane reflected the moonlight. The heavy chains sensed the movement and continued to burn her body.

But she just clenched her teeth and let out a barely perceptible groan.

"Um"

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

However, this is not the end yet, the silver dragon tried hard to raise its head.

Those heavy chains were tightly wrapped around her slender neck, constantly flashing with hot magical light and even making "hissing" sounds, causing white smoke to emerge from her flesh and blood, and leaving streaks of blood.

Finally, she gritted her teeth, raised her head, looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and enjoyed this rare moonlight.

And this can be considered as finding joy in suffering.

She has long been accustomed to such a desperate life.

She was accustomed to the occasional wyverns flying 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 terrifyingly stable.

Even though he was in this silent hell made of steel, a faint light of determination still shone through the silver dragon's blue-gray eyes.

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 "Scales of Promise" told by my father, the silver dragon named Dirk Stroeve waited at the entrance of the cave for a thousand years, from being a young dragon until he became an ancient dragon. In the end, his loyal love moved the platinum dragon god Bahamut.

The god used his great power to resurrect the female dragon, and he was able to reunite with his partner.

And the Burning King cannot 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.

Olivia also swore an oath, vowing never to surrender to the Burning King, even if it meant suffering inhuman torture or risking death.

"It's so boring here..."

"I wish he could come to visit me more often." Olivia couldn't help but smile foolishly, and the pain in her body seemed insignificant.

She thought back to that equally 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 exchange with her during their brief companionship.

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

"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."

She will never forget the sense of security of having a glimmer of hope in despair, the feeling of grasping the last straw, and the heart-thumping feeling of being touched by the promise.

But Olivia knew in her heart that the so-called "visit" was just her unrealistic fantasy.

The place she was in now was the palace of the Burning King, not some guesthouse where she could come and go freely. Every time the golden dragon broke in, he would take a huge risk, and if he was discovered, he would be dead.

Olivia has always regarded herself as a rational magic researcher and believed that she was born to study the nature of the world. She even put aside the pride of a dragon and found a legendary wizard as her 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 are we going to wait here?"

"Angel, please 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, and have our own territory and city. By then, the Melward family will also be our solid backing."

"We will travel the multiverse. We will follow in the footsteps of His Majesty Bahamut and fly with the kind celestial beings in Mount Heaven."

"We will travel in the paradise, make friends with the angel of Pengyu and the powerful lion-headed messenger, and let the water of the Sea God River purify our souls."

“We will have adventures in Joseph’s Garden and see those eternal battlefields and glorious heroes.”

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

Countless images filled with beautiful imaginations flashed through Olivia's mind, like a continuous comic strip, or like a kaleidoscope of images, which were the concrete depiction of her dreams.

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, awake, for months.

She was so tired.

The silver dragon slowly closed her eyes. Her slender and graceful body was already covered with wounds, but there was still a peaceful smile on the corner of her mouth. Perhaps she was immersed in a wonderful dream.

But Olivia, who was sleeping soundly, didn't notice that -

Foul, smelly black energy floated above her head, greedily sucking away light and lost thoughts.

　Made a mistake
　　
　
(End of this chapter)