Evolving Silver Dragon-Chapter 46 - : 045 Elf Messenger_l

Chapter 46: 045 Elf Messenger_l

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Red Dragon Sitte Bragg plans to attack Green Dragon Cassiopeia again?

Although he knew that the Red Dragon wouldn’t give up easily, this seemed too soon.

At that time, Otto had seen the whole situation with his own eyes, both adult dragons were severely injured.

Neither the burns nor the corrosive poison should have been able to heal in such a short time.

But the matter did indeed occur, and because of the cooperation with Cassiopeia, in order to prevent Otto from being late again, it was normal for someone to come and urge Otto.

The messenger sent by the Green Dragon was Corrupted Elf Elise, who surprised everyone by completing the task of capturing the Giant Eagle and Peryton very smoothly.

After that, she was sent by Cassiopeia to inform Otto about the Red Dragon’s invasion.

Although it was a good thing that the Green Dragon was trusting him more and more, she did not like being involved in tasks that had certain risks.

With Otto’s permission, Shasharu led her through the front gate of the wall that was jointly controlled by Lizardmen and Ogres.

Elise cautiously looked around, seemingly calmly walking in the direction of the Giant Bear Cave, with Otto waiting for her on the empty ground at the entrance.

However, on this journey, her inner feelings were not as calm as they appeared on the surface.

Before this, she had run to the village where the Lizardmen used to live, only to find it empty, and then she found this place.

From the time when she lured the Goblins to attack the Lizardmen, not only had the Lizardmen moved, but there were also many other Monsters’ Families in the surrounding area.

The changes were simply too great, and all sorts of surprises left her with a lack of security.

Especially the stares from the Ogres made Elise feel very ill at ease.

Because she knew that, like Kamia the Troll, these monsters saw her as food.

Perhaps if it weren’t for Shasharu, the old Lizardman leading the way, there would have already been Ogres unable to control their desires and rushing up.

To the Ogres, Elves and Half-Elves looked more or less the same, both delicious snacks.

Of course, Sofia had been completely excluded.

To the Ogres of the Fireball Clan, she was a demon, or the goddess of Fireballs.

And why did those Quilboars look so familiar…

Before she could put much thought into it, Elise saw Otto.

This Silver Dragon was lazily basking in the sun on the open ground, completely devoid of any tension from the Red Dragon army.

Compared to Cassiopeia’s Thorn Nest, Otto’s Land of the Soaring Dragon was obviously quite shabby.

There was no exclusive palace, and even the master Otto had to live in a cave.

Elise was just about to mock him, but she held her tongue before she could speak.

A pair of crimson beast pupils stared at her intently, an eerie feeling rose from her heart, seemingly resembling the way those Ogres looked at her.

Although Elise, who was born in Dawn Forest, had seen Silver Dragons before, none of them looked as strange as Otto.

If it weren’t for the silver scales covering his body, they might have mistaken him for a Red Dragon, because this fellow was full of an evil power.

Her worries might be real, because just now, Otto was indeed wondering what this Elf would taste like, and whether eating her would bring him any new abilities.

Pushing her troubles to the back of her mind, Elise was the first to break the stalemate.

“Honorable Lord Otto, the Great Mother of Thorns has asked me to inform you that the Red Dragon army is pressing on our borders, and a new war is about to begin. She hopes you can lead your followers as soon as possible, and head to the border of Nolan Forest and the Sulfur Mountains within two days, to prepare for the upcoming battle.”

After all, Cassiopeia was the nominal master of the Nolan Forest; Elise wanted to maintain an air of superiority, but with a sense of unease in her heart.

Although she felt that Otto should not make a move against her, she was visiting as an envoy of Cassiopeia after all.

But what if this Silver Dragon went crazy and killed her? A frail Elf could not resist a dragon. “No problem!”

Otto’s swift agreement took Elise completely by surprise.

She had originally prepared herself for a long-winded negotiation with this Silver Dragon, known for his tardiness.

But now, she had to swallow back all the carefully crafted arguments she’d prepared.

“Has Cassiopeia’s injury healed?”

Then Otto, squinting his eyes at the Corrupted Elf, only for the latter to hesitate and say, after much deliberation, “That seems to have nothing to do with you…”

Haha, how can it have nothing to do with me? After all, I helped a lot!”

Elise closed her mouth and said no more, wondering whether the Silver Dragon was referring to helping Cassiopeia fend off the Red Dragon or suggesting that he had a hand in injuring the Green Dragon.

Seeing that the green-haired Elf had nothing more to say, Otto shook his head, somewhat bored.

Despite her silence, her expression suggested that Cassiopeia’s injuries hadn’t fully healed.

If this was the case for the Green Dragon, the Red Dragon wouldn’t be faring much better. Otto wondered what made the Red Dragon daring enough to launch an attack so soon.

Could it be that there were hordes of high-level priests in the Sulfur Mountains healing the Red Dragon day and night?

This seemed unlikely. The only way to know the truth was to see for himself.

If the Red Dragon was indeed arrogant enough to wage war again without fully recovering, it might just present an opportunity for Otto.

“Go back and tell Cassiopeia that I’ll be there on time…”

Having received Otto’s promise, Elise left the Land of the Soaring Dragon as if fleeing, feeling that the place was too dangerous.

If she had known earlier that there would be so many Ogres appearing suddenly, she would have found a way to give the task to one of her sisters.

Just as Otto and Elise said, he would arrive on time.

At the same time, he needed to take some of his subjects with him into battle. In a critical moment, they could have an unexpected effect.

The Half-Elf little Ioli stood puffing with anger in front of him. Although she didn’t say anything, Otto could guess what she was thinking.

Sophia had already guessed Otto’s response, so she put her hands on her hips, pretending to laugh arrogantly, “Big, dumb dragon, do you think you can just leave me behind? Once you’re gone, who can stop me if I want to go?”

With a helpless look, Otto stared at the unreasonable little Ioli, knowing she was right.

Rather than letting her sneak into the battlefield, it would be safer to keep her under his watchful gaze.

“Fine, you can come, but be careful…”

“Don’t worry, Mega Fatty and Little Fatty will protect me!”

Having said that, the little Ioli glared at the two Ogres sitting nearby, doodling out of boredom.

Under the little Ioli’s fierce gaze, they immediately jumped up, slapping their chests and assuring Otto of their loyalty.

These two had been here from the beginning but had no idea what was being said.

Something about this seemed a bit off…

Shaking his head, Otto asked Sophia to give the other half of the communication dragon scale to Saru.

“This time, I need you to stay behind and take care of things. I’ll be taking the Gnolls and Ogres with me, leaving the Lizardmen to you. Make sure to watch our territory.”

Pausing for a moment, Otto continued, “If anything unexpected happens, contact me immediately through this dragon scale.” Saru knelt on the ground respectfully, “I won’t disappoint you!” ps: A newbie seeks collection and recommendation.