Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 161 - 161: 159 Banquet Invitation

Chapter 161: 159 Banquet Invitation

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Dain’s concern was not without reason, as the territory of the Black Iron Dwarves was the farthest away from the three major Dwarf groups.

To reach Sulfur Mountains or the Land of the Soaring Dragon, one must pass through the territories of Red Copper Dwarves or Mountain Dwarves.

Of course, they could also choose to bypass them and pass through the monster-filled Wasteland.

If that’s the case, Griffins would be essential for transportation.

If one tried to cross it on foot, countless fierce monsters would teach them a good lesson.

On this matter, Otto had already made plans.

He laughed, “The Land of the Soaring Dragon will provide some Chimeras and Wyverns. If they only serve as mounts for round trips, they are already more than enough.”

With the matter discussed thus far, Dain naturally did not pursue it further.

Compared with Griffins, Chimeras and Wyverns could carry more passengers.

Moreover, the Dwarves’ way of doing things was generally straightforward.

On that day, Dain rode his Griffin back to the territory of the Black Iron Dwarves.

As soon as Otto had invited him to stay for dinner, he was refused.

Of course, Dain did not forget to take the Chimeras and Wyverns with him.

The blue-headed Chimera leader Thunder had a bitter face, feeling that Otto had somewhat misunderstood their proper usage.

This was the second time the Chimeras had been used for transportation.

The next day, Dain sent many Black Iron Dwarves to Otto.

For this, Sofia personally made a trip and built a blacksmith workshop in the Sulfur Mountains that they were very satisfied with.

To cater to the Dwarves’ peculiar tastes, the workshop was built directly inside a mine.

The Black Iron Dwarves marveled at the Skill of Rapid Construction of Wonders.

Soon, the Black Iron Dwarves discovered even more exciting creatures – a group of Flame Lizards that could communicate with them.

These Elementals then replaced the troublesome temperature-controlling furnaces, greatly speeding up the forging time of weapons and equipment. After everything was arranged, Dain visited the Land of the Soaring Dragon again, agreeing to attend the banquet this time.

To entertain the big spender of Black Iron Dwarves, Sofia even personally cooked a big table of delicious food, quickly prepared with magic.

At the same time, a special dessert was served to Dain.

The Black Iron Dwarf curiously stared at the exquisite, delicate food in front of him.

The translucent, soft main body was stuffed with various cut fruits, making it look like a beautifully crafted piece of art.

Otto introduced, “This is jelly, a recent creation of my Head Maid, Elise.”

Since Otto had stopped using Magic Puppets for practice, he no longer continued to make gelatin desserts.

Sofia liked to eat this peculiar food, but she did not want to trouble the clumsy Dragon.

So under her coercion, the former Elf Princess Elise had to cook herself.

The current Head Maid was one of the few Elves who had learned the Quick Cooking Skill. She was surprisingly talented in cooking.

Jelly was also her inspiration. She preferred fresh fruits and vegetables to the less attractive and non -Elf-friendly pork skin. So she replaced the boiled pork skin with cut fresh fruits and added sweet vine juice from Nolan Forest, creating a dessert from another world.

Of course, Otto had tasted it himself. Although it was different from the space jelly he had enjoyed in his previous life, it had its own unique flavor.

Especially after being chilled, it had a refreshing and cooling taste, a smooth texture, and sweetness added from the sweet vines…

“Ah, you’re talking about those Elves with strange hair colors?”

Dain swallowed a mouthful of jelly while savoring the icy, peculiar taste, and nodded approvingly, “This certainly seems like the Elves’ doing. But relying on Elves isn’t wise, as you never know what they’ll do next.

Sometimes, when you team up with them for adventure and are smashing an

Orc’s head with a hammer, they might not draw their swords to help you fight but sing what they think is a beautiful ballad.

They are always like this, hypocritical and frivolous, yet often able to create good quality weapons and equipment. But they don’t have many true blacksmiths.

It’s a shame that those idiots have such good talents, yet they always waste them on useless decorations.”

It seemed that Dain had many prejudices against Elves, but it had to be said that most of what he said was true.

In the end, Dain added, “Dear Silver Dragon Lord, I hope you don’t mind me saying this.”

“You can call me Otto.”

For the big spender, Otto had always had a good attitude.

“Alright, dear Otto.

Although I’m very satisfied with your hospitality, our current cooperation is based on mutual pursuits and interests, and because you seem like a very easygoing Silver Dragon.

Even though I think we get along well, if we want to become friends, it will take about a hundred years of getting to know each other!”

Most Dwarves could live over 400 years, and their long lives made them quite stubborn and reluctant to accept friendship.

Of course, if you gain their approval, Dwarves will treat you as their closest friend, along with their Clan.

Almost all Dwarves were honest and kind, but Black Iron Dwarves seemed like an exception. If it served their purpose, they wouldn’t mind resorting to evil and dirty means.

That was why among the three major Dwarf powers in the Sky Mountain Range, only the Black Iron Dwarves were willing to cooperate with the Land of the Soaring Dragon.

But, fundamentally, Black Iron Dwarves were still Dwarves, just not as excessive in obstinacy as their cousins.

What Otto didn’t expect was that the scale color that had hindered him in Nolan Forest before now came in handy.

Presumably, if he were a Red Dragon at this time, even the Black Iron Dwarves would have kept their distance from him.

Once again, he was convinced that this was a world that judged based on appearance.

At the banquet, Dain’s only complaint was a lack of satisfactory wine.

Actually, Elise and the other Corrupted Elves had tried making fruit wine, but the drink tasted more like fruit juice, and the rough Dwarves clearly didn’t appreciate it.

Considering the last time the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce had reached the

Land of the Soaring Dragon and Otto’s own ideas, he laughed at the Black Iron Dwarf, “Soon, you’ll be drinking satisfying wine. I guarantee it’ll be something you won’t forget!”

“Really? I’m looking forward to it!”

Dain poured another plate of jelly into his mouth. Although he didn’t like the taste of fruit that much, he was fascinated by the cool and smooth texture..