Anyone who saw a ferocious dragon that was nearly forty meters long turn into a cute pocket-sized dragon that was tens of centimeters long and automatically break free from the control of hundreds of magic ropes would find it strange and unbelievable.
"You are Snug? Flame Dragon Snug? "
"Yes, yes, Master Magician." The little guy who flapped his little wings and flew in front of William explained shyly and fearfully.
"When we were born, for some reason, two souls appeared in the same dragon egg at the same time and were abandoned on this continent for many, many years. In the end, we fell into a volcano and began to break out of our shells."
William grabbed the pocket-sized dragon and curiously pulled it closer to look at it for a while. He was sure that although the little guy's body had become smaller, the magic in his body was the same as the huge fire dragon's and had not been replaced.
Then, he asked, "Since you two are twin dragons that share a body, then if I want to subdue you, do I have to sign a contract with both souls?"
"This, this, this, this, this, this."
"What this, that?" William impatiently asked the pocket-sized dragon, "If you don't agree, I will kill you and transfer all the magic in your body to my armor."
"No, no, Master, of course I am willing to sign a contract with you, but that irritable guy is a little stubborn."
As soon as the pocket-sized dragon's childish voice finished speaking, a dignified and irritable voice came out from his throat, "Damn coward, trash, you have disgraced our dragon race. One day, I will devour your soul."
The pocket-sized dragon's mouth twitched and disdainfully snorted, "Hmph, although you are in charge of the battle, when it comes to learning and souls, you are not my opponent.
If it wasn't for the fact that I need a violent madman like you to deal with those magic creatures, I would have eaten your soul long ago.
Also, if it wasn't for an idiot like you who insisted on stealing the great magician's armor, would we have fallen to this state? "
William listened with interest to the two different voices that were cursing each other in the same body, but after a long time, he lost the desire to continue listening.
It didn't matter if it was two souls or one soul, as long as it could be subdued, and the pocket-sized dragon was easier to carry around.
He thought of the rumor that dragons liked shiny things and asked tentatively, "Do you like gold coins?"
Ding! Ding! Ding! The sound of gold coins hitting each other interrupted the two souls' debate.
A golden light flashed, and the Pocket Dragon immediately stared greedily at the gold coins in William's hand. Its young voice anxiously shouted, "Give me a hundred, no, a thousand gold coins, and I'll serve you for a day. How about that, Lord Magician?"
"Trash, you damned trash. You're willing to be a slave to a human for only a thousand gold coins a day," another soul roared. "Besides, there are plenty of useless things like this in the lava of volcanoes."
"Idiot," the pocket dragon sneered. "If you have the ability to separate those shiny treasures from the lava and make them into beautiful gold coins, then I will listen to whatever you say in the future.
If you don't have the ability, then don't stop me from getting these cute and charming gold coins. "
"You … You …"
Although the irritable Snooker stopped talking, William heard it say 'only' and understood that the two souls were actually the same. They couldn't resist the temptation of gold coins.
He said with a smile, "Snooker, who is in charge of the battle, how much do you think is reasonable for a battle with your own ability?"
"I … I …" Snooker hesitated for a long time. In the end, he deliberately separated himself from the Pocket Dragon and said, "That trash gets a thousand coins a day, then I get at least ten thousand coins a battle."
Ten thousand gold coins a battle? Was this a smart-ass, or did it not want to follow William all the time?
However, this didn't matter to William. Ten thousand coins was only a ton of gold, and a hundred battles were only a hundred tons of gold.
As for the two dragon souls acting like this, perhaps there were no humans on this planet, and humanoid races like the elves hadn't formed a trading system yet. The shiny gold coins that dragons liked hadn't appeared yet?
Or was there no currency system on this planet at all? So these two greedy dragon souls were bought over by a little bit of gold coins?
Or maybe they were really beaten up by William, so they were so easy to talk to.
William didn't care about these speculations at this time. He only needed to know that he could use gold, which was of little value to him, to get the service of a dragon that could use all kinds of fire magic.
Taking out a full ten thousand gold coins from the storage space, all suspended around the Pocket Dragon, William said to the already drooling Pocket Dragon.
"It seems that we can sign the contract."
"Of course, of course, Master Mage, we will sign the contract now."
William wrote the contract with his spiritual force and suspended it in front of Snooker. After the greedy dragon read it, the only thing that dissatisfied him was the clause of death for betrayal.
However, under William's malicious gaze, Snooker, who had been beaten up and couldn't let go of the thousands of gold coins, could only bite the bullet and sign it.
As soon as the contract was formed, two flaming souls flew into William's consciousness.
From now on, as long as he paid gold coins on time, he could order the flame dragon Snooker at will.
He didn't even need to transfer gold coins from other planets. From Snooker's words just now, William knew that it wasn't that there was no gold in the volcano it inhabited, but that it couldn't separate the gold from the volcanic lava.
Even if he could pick up gold coins or dog-head gold, unprocessed gold didn't look as beautiful as shiny gold coins.
Perhaps William only needed to send a team of engineering robots to mine gold and jewelry nearby. Not to mention paying Snooker, even if there were ten more, it wouldn't be a problem.
As for whether to take Snooker back to London, William thought about it and rejected it. He had the teleportation ability and could teleport Snooker to his side at any time when he needed.
And leaving it on this planet with a complete ecosystem, not only did he not have to raise it himself, but he also didn't have to pay the thousand gold coins every day, lest this guy earned too much gold coins and became difficult to order around.
With the idea made up, William separated a few pieces of sentinel material from the sentinel armor, and then said to Snooker, "Change back to combat state."
The pocket dragon gave William a puzzled look, but still obediently changed back to a forty-meter-long dragon.
As soon as the dragon appeared, the separated sentinel material automatically flew to the two dragon horns and wings under the instructions of William's mind, and turned into four dark circles, firmly attached to the roots of the dragon horns and wings.
Snooker turned back into a pocket dragon again, and the sentinel material also appeared on the pocket dragon as expected.
In this way, William could not only sense Snooker at any time in the future, but also teleport him to his side at any time.
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