Sharjah had purple hair and the agility and beauty of a forest elf in Western fantasy stories. She looked the same as before, including her unique and cute personality.
Of course, she was only cute when it came to things she was interested in. When she looked at things she was not interested in, her eyes were as calm as a lake at night without any ripples or luster.
Therefore, her vitality, her youthful side, was often hard to see because there were not many things in this world that could truly interest her.
"You haven't changed at all, even after becoming an Archangel and returning to the Sacred City with glory," Mo Fan said to Sharjah, who was holding his arm as they walked on the street.
Sharjah did not care about how people looked at her, nor did she care about her identity as an Archangel.
"The Sacred City didn't appear out of thin air when I needed help. Teacher's shoulder shielded me from the strongest wind and rain. So, when teacher needs me, I will stand on your side without hesitation, "Sharjah expressed her attitude.
"It seems like you already know what happened?"
"Mm, it's something worth digging into, but I didn't expect it to be related to teacher. She could not help but miss the days when she fought with teacher in the Dark Plane in Dubai. I've always thought that with Master's temper, we'd stand together one day and fight an unknown force to the bitter end. I didn't think that day would come so soon. "Sharjah had a pure smile on her face.
"Maybe the world is a little darker than we thought," Mo Fan said.
"The world is like plants. The more they yearn for light, the more they take root in the darkness. Actually, all we can do is make sure the rotten roots don't break out of the ground, "Sharjah said as she walked. Sharjah said as she walked. She stared at Yan Lan with her crystal-purple eyes as she spoke.
Yan Lan didn't say anything and just listened quietly.
Yan Lan had seen everything. At first, she thought Mo Fan's friend in the Sacred City was a resident or a member of the Sacred City. She did not expect it to be a powerful Archangel.
An Archangel was not someone that anyone could meet casually, not to mention that they had come out to greet her with such fanfare.
Yan Lan gradually began to believe Mofan's words. This matter had not reached the point of no resistance!
Sharjah did not head to the sacred palace. She dismissed everyone around her and took off her symbolic angel robe. She blended into the sacred city with Mofan and Yan Lan like ordinary tourists.
There were many interesting magic shops in the Holy City. The shop assistants were all magic craftsmen and magic apprentices. They always made wonderful accessories and sold them at exaggerated prices.
No matter what price they set, there would always be tourists from all over the world coming to buy them.
Walking in front of the gorgeous display windows, Mofan saw a shop selling dragon eggs. Each dragon egg was decorated with a nest made of gold and kept in isolation containers. It really looked like a dragon could be hatched.
"Let's go in and take a look." Sharjah led Mofan inside.
"Are these the legendary gambling eggs?" Mofan looked at the prices of the dragon eggs. Some were high, some were low.
The size, shape, and patterns of the eggshells were all different. Some were green, some were golden-blue, some were huge, and some were only the size of a quail's egg. The shop was huge. There was an endless stream of customers coming in and out. Many of them were stroking their beards with monoculars to carefully observe the material and patterns of the eggs. They were trying to identify the species of the little guy sleeping quietly inside.
"Yes." Sharjah nodded. She walked up to a little blue and white dragon egg that no one was interested in. She paid the shop assistant and handed it to Yan Lan. "Nice to meet you. Here's a little gift for you."
Yan Lan looked confused. When she received the little blue and white dragon egg with both hands, she immediately felt the little guy inside hitting the eggshell. It was a very strong little life.
"These dragon eggs come from different places, different nests, and different domestication bases. They might hatch into the lowest-level Fire Lizard or a fearless and powerful Red Dragon. It's just like stone gambling in Yunnan. The huge rocks might be full of stones or priceless jade," Sharjah said.
Mofan had heard of the dragon egg gambling industry before. It was mainly because the family of Grand Duke Irene of England had founded the European Dragon Craze. Owning a real dragon had become the dream of every European.
European dragons liked to sleep and reproduce when they had nothing to do. They did it across species. After all, real purebred dragons were very rare. As a result, the dragons had countless descendants, such as Yaron, Pseudodragons, Mixed-Blood Dragons …
As a result, the dragon egg gambling industry was born. Countless rich people spent a lot of money on dragon eggs, but in the end, they only reaped a group of Barbaric Lizards. Some people also chose a Yaron to reach the peak of their lives because of their unique vision.
"Europe has become different because of the British dragon tamers," Sharjah said.
Mofan nodded. He was well aware of that.
Now, Europe had also become powerful because of the production of dragons. There was even a group of people called Dragon Rider Mages. They were no longer pure mages in the past. Instead, they rode powerful dragons to fight.
People were no longer obsessed with esoteric magic. They had started to borrow the power of the dragons.
The era of magic in Europe was progressing. The Dragon Mages would soon become a powerful group that would dominate the world!
"Unfortunately, without Mr. Feng, I still couldn't complete the fusion," Sharjah said with a gloomy expression.
The era of dragons and dragon riders would gradually sweep across the continent.
The fusion was supposed to lead to a new era …
Sharjah was still blaming herself for it.
The dragon egg gambling industry was only a branch of the dragon industry, yet it had become popular across Europe. It was easy to imagine the influence the dragons had on the world.
Mofan patted Sharjah's shoulder to comfort her.
"It's going to be different. Don't give up," Mofan said.
"Mr. Feng, the enemy you are going to face this time is from the Dragon Tamer Clan. She is Roo Bai. She is supporting the dragon gambling industry through her clan. Her wealth and status are among the best in the world," Sharjah told Mofan.
"Roo Bai?" Mofan committed the name to memory.
Sharjah had to be the person at the center of the incident. She might even be the one who had driven Mu Ningxue into exile.
However, to Mo Fan's surprise, he was such an influential person!
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