Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 10 Sifrea
"Uncle, take care."

Noah watched his adoptive father and his pioneering knights go down the mountain with great enthusiasm, and then looked at the two hills at the entrance of the dragon's nest.

His humility just now went against the instinct of dragons and was inconsistent with the world's perception of dragons. It also refreshed his adoptive father's perception of him, and the way he looked at him was different.

Cassius would certainly not touch the gold and gems. Noah's judgment about this iron-blooded and cold-blooded lord being a dragon was not wrong. The other party was very concerned about his face, and it was impossible to take back the spoils that had been given away.

"It seems like I gained some favorability?"

Although there was no systematic data reference, Noah could feel some changes.

As a dragon, Noah certainly likes gold and gems. Who can refuse this? Even as a human, he is the same, but he can temporarily restrain his instinctive greed and seek longer-term benefits.

Now that my adoptive father is doing well, what can he do to me?

If he doesn't do well, he will suffer as well.

"The purity of this batch of gold is not high. It needs to be refined, but it's not a big problem."

Noah's gaze fell back in front of him. He picked up some horseshoe gold. These irregular gold formed under natural conditions contained a lot of impurities, but they were much better than those in gold mines.

Gold is not important to a golden dragon, so it can just take a couple of bites. What can really have an impact on a golden dragon are gems.

However, when Noah evaluated the gems piled up in front of him one by one, he couldn't help but find with regret that although there were a large number of these gems, their quality contained many flaws and cracks of varying sizes.

This kind of gem, like the batch of pearls that Teddel sent a few days ago, can only be used to fill the stomach, and only a few of them are up to the collection level.

The classification of magic gems is very simple: Broken, Ordinary, Flawless, Perfect, Heirloom
Most of the gems his adoptive father sent him were broken. There were very few of ordinary quality and only a few flawless ones. They were barely worthy of collection.

However, the value of gems is completely different from that of pearls. Even a magical gem with cracks can attract some low-level wizards.

Broken and ordinary are the two most common types of gems, and humans have many subdivided levels into different categories. But to Noah, it makes no difference, as they are all used to fill his stomach anyway.

Flawless gemstones are already quite rare. Gems of perfect quality are strategic resources for a country, enough to start a war for them. As for heirloom gems, they can become the source of the downfall of some weak countries.

His adoptive father Cassius and his knights had already disappeared down the mountain. Noah had finished counting and classifying the gold and gems, and the originally quiet flower garden was suddenly filled with the sounds of chirping and shouting.

"Phew~ It's so scary here."

"Woo woo woo, Mom, I want to go home."

"Oh! I'm so scared!"

Under Noah's gaze, one after another, slender and delicate little flower elves popped out from the flowers, complaining to each other and venting their fears.

However, when these little guys who thought they had survived the disaster and breathed a sigh of relief popped their heads out, they saw a six-meter-long dragon with scales all over its body shining in the sun, reflecting the bright light, staring at them. They were all stunned and the flower garden returned to silence in an instant.

"Sister, is this big dragon looking at us?"

"probably."

"Will it eat us?"

"It shouldn't be. This is a golden dragon."

"But he looks so big."

However, when Noah did not take any further action, there were subtle murmurs of discussion.

This made Noah's expression become strange. At this time, the blue-winged elf flapped its wings and flew to a strange flower closer to Noah, lying on the huge pistil.

"Kind and generous sons of the golden dragon, please forgive their ignorance. They do not understand the nobility and majesty of the golden dragon. Please forgive their offense." "First of all, including me, all the metal dragons do not like to eat elves. We are not color dragons. You should understand this."

Noah glanced at the little flower fairies in the flower garden who were once again silent, and then looked down at the blue butterfly fairy in front of him.

"Secondly, have you ever met my parents? You are too afraid of me."

Noah noticed that the three little flower elves who had first sneaked into the flower garden had a completely different attitude towards him than the new ones who had moved in.

When these newly moved in little flower elves saw him, they were scared and screamed, but they did not show the same panic and fear as these little guys.

"Yes, I secretly watched your parents build the dragon's nest."

It was because she had witnessed the power of an adult golden dragon and her horizons had been broadened that she was so afraid of a golden dragon, even if it was just a young one.

"Since you have seen it, how dare you and your companion sneak in?"

Noah was a little surprised.

"I know that gold dragons won't eat elves."

The little blue butterfly flower fairy hesitated for a moment and answered somewhat embarrassedly.

Sneaking in without the owner's permission and settling down privately was an immoral act, and she was betting that the golden dragon would not notice these tiny creatures, and would not pay any attention even if it did.

In a way, she made the right bet, but who made her meet Noah?

"You are really brave. Tell me, what is your name?"

Living with a dragon under the dragon's nose, even a famous golden dragon, can be considered courageous.

"Sylphrea Lidoviya Palomino..."

"Stop!"

The moment the little flower fairy opened her mouth, Noah hurriedly stopped her, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"You don't need to tell me your real name. Just tell me the name you and your companions use in daily life."

"You can call me Sifraya."

The blue butterfly elf was a little flattered.

"So, Sifrea, are these all the same kind you know? Are there more?"

Although these migrating little flower fairies failed to bring him the fruits of the golden tree, the fact that they could be seen on the roots of the golden tree meant that they were worth recruiting.

"Are you willing to take in more little flower fairies?"

The blue butterfly elf was quite surprised. Although the golden dragon allowed her to recruit others of her kind to live in the flower garden, she only called some of her kind with more stable personalities and did not dare to call too many.

Although they are all elves, some of them are too lively and cheerful. Sometimes they use their shallow magical abilities to tease other creatures.

It is for this reason that these little elves who like to play pranks are recorded in books by some travelers, and they are distinguished from other little elves and are called Pixies.

But in fact, they are essentially the same and are all spirit creatures.

If some of her kind who liked to play pranks offended the golden dragon, Sifrea couldn't imagine what would happen. Even if it was a young dragon, it could bring destruction to all the fey creatures in the area.

(End of this chapter)