"Alright, wipe that greedy, pathetic look off your face."
"I'll allow you to select three treasures from my vault."
At this moment, Goliya restored her dignified, elegant, and majestic posture.
Yet before she could maintain it for even a second, it was shattered by a visible wave of reluctance.
She immediately changed her tune:
"Ah, no... You can only choose one."
Izo had been just about to marvel at how generous this big mother dragon was, but the words choked in his throat and he had to swallow them back down.
One item, then... Once she dies, these will be ownerless riches anyway.
Won't they all belong to me by then...?
At the thought, the corners of Izo's mouth couldn't help curling upward.
Goliya darted a glance at Izo, knowing instantly he was up to no good.
"This single treasure is only a temporary loan."
"You have to return it while I'm still alive."
"Do you hear me!"
"Of course, my respected Mother."
As if. Wanting something back after lending it to a dragon? Once you're dead, all of this is mine.
Izo agreed verbally, while thinking the exact opposite.
Still, this big mother dragon truly was generous to be willing to lend out her treasures. Although her impending death accounted for most of it, being able to restrain a dragon's natural instinct was impressive enough in its own right.
"Alright, Mother."
"Rather than having me guess, why don't you introduce these dragon treasures yourself?"
As Izo spoke, he picked out the true treasures among the items and lined them up.
To be honest, if he had to choose one on his own, he didn't have much of an idea. Aside from being able to rule out the breastplate and claw armor, he really wasn't sure which of the others to pick.
"Well, since you are begging me so earnestly!"
"I shall reluctantly introduce them to you!!"
Izo's words struck Goliya's vanity so squarely that two plumes of white steam shot from her nostrils in excitement, like a steam engine.
Her entire dragon form visibly perked up.
"No doubt you've noticed that except for these five true treasures, everything else is just decoration."
"I'll focus on explaining the origins and functions of these items."
"The first item is the Frost Crown of Vasarien."
"It's a dragon crown crafted by an ancient white dragon, which effectively boosts mental strength and ice magic."
"The second item is Livise's End Ring."
"It's a treasure left behind by a silver dragon, engraved with extremely powerful binding magic, though wielding it consumes a massive amount of mana."
"The third item is the Reverse-Scale Ice-Heart Armor."
"It's also a breastplate crafted by an ancient white dragon, capable of effectively protecting the heart from fatal injuries."
"The fourth item is Fang of the Rift."
"It's a piece of claw armor I used in my earlier years. It constantly applies sharpness magic, making your claws and teeth even sharper."
"The fifth item is the Tome of Vasarien."
"It records most of that ancient white dragon's ice magic experience, along with a few rare forbidden spells."
"That's about it."
"Have you made up your mind? Which one will you choose?"
Hearing this, Izo couldn't help marveling once more. This big mother dragon wasn't just wealthy; she was practically swimming in riches.
For an ordinary adult white dragon, owning even one such dragon secret treasure would already count as rich.
Izo even suspected she had inherited the vault of an ancient white dragon.
Looking back at the five dragon secret treasures on the ground, Izo couldn't help falling into indecision.
First, the breastplate and claw armor could be ruled out. His diamond-hard claws and teeth already provided impressive attack power and defense; so far, he hadn't encountered anything his claws and teeth couldn't break through.
So there was completely no need for him to choose the breastplate or claw armor.
That left the crown, the tail ring, and the spell tome.
Among these, the crown was the first to be eliminated. Boosting mental strength and ice magic was somewhat useless to him.
After all, although Izo was a silver dragon renowned for magic, the seal on his Dragon Inheritance meant he hardly knew any spells at all.
As for the tail ring and the tome...
One perfectly matched his combat style, utilizing his unused mana pool to provide premium crowd control.
The other would allow him to unlock a spellcasting system he had barely touched.
Both were very enticing~
In the end, without too much hesitation, Izo reached out his tail and slipped into the tail ring.
As his mental strength flowed into it, the bright silver ring accented with gold patterns seemed to sense its new master, expanding automatically to slide onto the tip of his tail.
Izo flicked his tail, and the tail ring moved nimbly and lightly, as if glided smoothly along a maglev track.
"Livise's End Ring—is that your choice?"
"It certainly suits a strange silver dragon like you."
Goliya's words bore not a hint of sarcasm; rather, every word was true. After all, silver dragons that chose close-quarters melee were rare indeed.
If Izo had a choice and could freely browse the Dragon Inheritance, he most likely wouldn't have chosen to be a warrior with assassin-like traits. After all, who wouldn't want to be a noble spellcaster?
Don't forget, dragons naturally possessed the talents for material-free and incantation-free spellcasting, to say nothing of silver dragons famous for magic.
But right now, he had no choice, even if the path of choice was laid before him once more.
What he needed at present was a stable way to boost his combat power to defeat that unknown, powerful enemy, rather than those "ethereal" spells.
There wasn't enough time for him to learn magic slowly, even if he was confident that his magical talent wasn't poor.
Talent, after all, was just talent. Without extensive practice, he could never master spells quickly enough for practical combat.
In actual battle, a tiny mistake could turn into a fatal weakness, and Izo would never gamble his life on odds.
"Yeah, maybe I really am a so-called anomaly."
The feigned flattery in Izo's tone vanished completely, returning to his original calm and composed demeanor.
Arriving alone in this strange, unfamiliar world and becoming a parentless dragon—how could he not be considered an anomaly?
Goliya caught the faint trace of sorrow in Izo's voice.
"Ha! You should know, many dragons couldn't become an anomaly even if they wanted to."
"As long as an anomaly doesn't die prematurely, every single one becomes a world-shaking existence."
"Take Light-Swallower Umbrilis or Star-Abyss Dragon Asviser—aren't they all anomalies?"
"Is this your way of comforting me?"
"They say silver dragons love to overthink things and flatter themselves. Seems that's true after all."
"Haha, if you really want to comfort me, why not let me take another of your treasures?"
"Don't even think about it!!"
"Before I die, you'd better not touch a single thing left in here!!!"
Goliya hissed instantly, looking just like an angry, puffed-up cat.
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