An inexplicable closeness?
After hearing Merril's words, Eve was slightly stunned.
In the Universe of Segers, creatures like Megalosaurus were very sensitive to auras.
Especially … when it came to blood.
Megalosaurus that were directly related, even if they had never met before, would have some special reactions when they sensed each other's aura.
Thinking of this, Eve looked at the Little Black Dragon again.
"Merril, how old are you this year?"
She asked a question that she had always been curious about.
"Merril doesn't know."
The Little Black Dragon shook its head.
"However, when Father picked me up, it was a hundred years ago. At that time, I was still very young, maybe … at most a hundred years old."
It said.
One … a hundred years old?
Eve's eyes widened.
So this guy was even younger than Alice!
No … wait …
After subduing Merril, Eve specifically looked up information about the Megalosaurus. If she remembered correctly, a hundred years old was only a juvenile for a pure-blooded Megalosaurus, right?!
A juvenile Black Dragon's body size was at most a little more than ten meters, and its strength was at most a mid-Silver-level. However, Merril's body size was completely that of a juvenile, reaching an astonishing twenty-three meters, and its strength was only one step away from the Gold level!
This meant that … although the Little Black Dragon was naive, its talent was at the level of a genius among Megalosaurus!
And talent … was often related to bloodline.
Could it be that Merril was a direct descendant of Nidhogg?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Eve's expression became more and more strange.
"Merril, what do you think?"
Thinking of this, Eve looked at the Little Black Dragon again.
Merril's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion. It hesitated for a moment, then raised its head.
"Merril doesn't know, but … Merril still wants to be a righteous Silver Dragon."
Why was it so obsessed with being a Silver Dragon?!
The corner of Eve's mouth twitched.
She nodded gently and sincerely persuaded it.
"Don't feel fear or trepidation because of your identity or origin. You are you, righteous Megalosaurus Merril, you just have to be yourself. Do your best, Merril! "
As Eve spoke, she used gentle Divine Power of Life to slowly pacify the Little Black Dragon.
After hearing Eve's words, Merril's mood gradually calmed down.
"I understand, Your Highness."
It's head slightly.
"Alright, let's find the Chosen One and have some barbecue to change our mood."
Eve said.
Barbecue?
When it heard this word, Eve noticed a clear flash of light in the Little Black Dragon's eyes.
It swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously, then stood up from the ground, and said to Eve, "You're right.
"Your Highness! In any case, Merril will stand on your side. After all … you are Lord Yuktrasir who saved the entire world! "
After that, without waiting for Eve's answer, it turned around, spread its wings, and flew out of the temple, toward the Black Dragon Castle …
"Save the world …"
Eve murmured.
"That's my predecessor, I'm not."
She shook her head.
From the Twilight Era, it was her predecessor who brought the dawn to the world again, not her.
She was a little ashamed … She was even prepared to be besieged by the Gods and drag the entire world down with her.
Eve laughed self-deprecatingly.
Of course, just as she told Merril, just be yourself. This was also what Eve wanted to say to herself.
She … was just an ordinary person who was lucky enough to inherit the legacy of the Ancient Gods.
All she wanted to do now was to live openly in this world …
However, sometimes, identity determined your future.
Just as an emperor could not abandon his country, parents should not abandon their children.
Eve, who inherited the position of the Ancient Gods, naturally had to bear the corresponding responsibilities.
To her, being able to live openly was already a very difficult struggle ….
…
Maple Leaf City, White Maple Castle.
This was the core area of Maple Leaf City. It was a castle built on the ruins of the Elves. It was also the place where the owner of Maple Leaf Territory — Border Count Otto von Cappadocia lived and worked. It was the veritable core of the entire Maple Leaf Territory.
The castle was piled up with white boulders. It was said that the former Elven buildings were demolished and reused materials to build it. It was very majestic.
And it was rumored that because the Cappadocia Family obtained the inheritance and wealth of the Elves, the interior decoration of White Maple Castle was even more gorgeous and gorgeous. It was a collection of countless Elven cultural relics and magic items …
At this moment, in White Maple Castle.
A middle-aged man in a butler's uniform was anxiously pacing back and forth in the castle's reception hall.
It was Anders who returned to Maple Leaf City with the players.
However, at this moment, Anders's expression was not good. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his eyebrows were filled with unconcealable anxiety.
After a while, suddenly, a man dressed as a guard walked in from outside the hall.
Anders's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him. He asked with some expectation and some worry,
"How is it?"
The castle guard bowed to Anders and said respectfully, "Anders, Anders, all the underground merchants have been found.
"Lord Anders, I've already inquired about it. All the underground chambers of commerce have been looted, and the one who did it … is probably the southern caravan that came to Maple Leaf City with you."
"How is that possible?"
Anders's eyes widened when he heard that, and his breathing became heavier.
"Then … what about now?"
He asked anxiously.
"It's already a mess. It's said that … a few underground chambers of commerce have sent Silver Powerhouses to investigate, but they haven't returned yet."
"S-Silver Powerhouses!"
Anders's pupils constricted slightly.
To be able to send Silver Powerhouses meant that these chambers of commerce had suffered a huge blow this time …
He had shares in these chambers of commerce, especially the Sauron Chamber of Commerce. If the losses were too great, he would be miserable …
"Damn those Southern Nobles! How dare they deceive me! "
He said hatefully.
"And …"
The guard paused for a moment before continuing.
"It's said that all the Elven and Half-Elven slaves of the underground chambers of commerce have been deceived by those people."
"All the Elven and Half-Elven slaves have been deceived?"
"That's right … Even the Elves of the Oak Hand are gone."
Anders was slightly taken aback, then his face suddenly turned pale.
"Then … doesn't that mean that the auction organized by the Count in a few days' time …"
"Yes, I'm afraid … there won't be any Elven slaves."
The guard said.
Hearing this sentence, Anders was in a trance and almost fell to the ground.
"It's over … It's over now … If the Count knows about this, he'll be angry."
His forehead began to sweat profusely.
One must know that many of the foreign merchants and nobles gathered in Maple Leaf City were here for the Elves!
And the Elven auction was spread by the Count himself.
If something went wrong with this matter, it would undoubtedly make the Count a laughingstock among the nobles!
And the source of all this was him leading the Southern Nobles in …
Thinking of this, Anders became more and more terrified.
"What's going on?"
He subconsciously grabbed the guard with a ferocious expression.
The guard was shocked. He subconsciously struggled and was surprised to find that he could not break free from the old butler's control. In the end, he could only say what he knew.
"It's said that … Those Southern Nobles used Elves that had been domesticated to exchange for other Elves with the chambers of commerce, and after the exchange, those domesticated Elves committed suicide one after another …"
"Not only that, I heard that even their corpses were not left behind. Many people said that their corpses disappeared directly. I don't know if it's true or not …"
"Exchange with domesticated Elves?"
Hearing the guard's words, Anders was slightly taken aback.
"Those Southern Nobles, where did the Elves come from?"
He muttered to himself doubtfully.
At this moment, another guard hurriedly ran in from outside.
That was one of Anders's trusted aides.
"Lord Anders! Lord Anders! "
He panted as he ran.
"The Count is back!"
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