I, Valon, am frantically searching for my mother.

"Kind, brave, and selfless human beings, may the glory of the Platinum Dragon forever protect you, and may the seeds of order and virtue live on in your hearts forever."

"The fact that you can stand here today is proof of your noble character and selfless dedication. These qualities are forever worthy of our learning and respect."

"Now, in accordance with the benevolent will of the great platinum dragon Bamhat, Mount Valius will bestow upon you the reward you deserve, in recognition of your good deeds, and to encourage more people to embark on this glorious path."

As the ancient golden dragon spoke, it slightly raised its massive forepaws.

A group of griffin riders, dressed in gold-trimmed armor and with solemn expressions, carried dark velvet trays and walked steadily to the ten Good Deeds Stars.

In front of each plate were two sealed velvet bags.

The bag on the left is dark gold, and the bag on the right is bright silver.

"Kind people should not struggle in poverty; their good deeds deserve rich rewards."

The ancient golden dragon spoke slowly, its gaze sweeping over the ten dark gold bags.

"The bag on the left contains wealth. Choose it, and you will immediately receive enough gold coins and treasures to allow you to live a rich and decent life for a long time to come."

"This is a material reward for your good deeds. May you use this wealth to continue doing good, or to enjoy the comforts you deserve."

His gaze then shifted to the ten gleaming silver bags:

"And kind people also deserve respect that transcends the mundane and a more noble mission."

"The bag on the right holds honor. Choose it, and you will have the opportunity to stand guard by God's side and defend His glory. You will become great dragon children and walk with God, and the people of the earth will praise your sacrifice."

The ancient golden dragon's voice became exceptionally solemn:

"Now, follow your heart's truest choice and take the bag that represents your decision. But remember, once you make a choice, you cannot change it or regret it."

"Whether it is wealth or the opportunity to become a dragonborn, it is the Platinum Dragon's recognition and blessing of your good deeds."

Just then, Wayne suddenly heard Vivian mutter to herself beside him:

"A Dragonborn... So the ultimate reward of Hel is to become a Dragonborn?"

Then Vivian, like a little child, rolled around next to Wayne's butt repeatedly.

"Ahhh... I'm so envious! I should have done more good deeds!"

"Are Dragonborn really that powerful?"

Wayne couldn't help but ask.

"That's really impressive!"

Vivian acted as if it were perfectly normal.

"Although not as strong as a true dragon, it's much stronger than an ordinary person. It doesn't require strenuous training; it's easy to become very strong. Moreover, it allows one to stay by the side of a god and protect the glory of the Dragon God Bamhat. Isn't that enough?"

Wayne remained silent. As a born dragon, he clearly couldn't understand the idea of ​​becoming a dragonborn.

Sure enough, most people here thought the same way as Vivian and chose the bag on the right almost without hesitation.

However, just when almost everyone made the standard, answer-like choice, an outlier appeared.

It was Anne!

She stood in front of the two bags, her expression shifting constantly. Her hands gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her fingers turning white from the force, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she were going through a fierce internal struggle.

Finally, under the somewhat surprised and even puzzled gazes of those around her, Mrs. Anne seemed to have made a tremendous decision.

She abruptly raised her head, forcing a gentle yet timid smile, and facing the majestic ancient golden dragon on the high platform, she mustered her courage and asked in a voice that was not loud but loud enough for those around her to hear:

"Um... Your esteemed Golden Dragon Lord... please... if I choose the bag on the right and become a Dragonborn, then... will I still be able to... receive money like I am now? Do Dragonborn... receive a salary or allowance?"

It was Mrs. Anne!

Hahaha!

The entire audience burst into laughter.

Clearly, the question asked by the other party was quite significant.

The laughter and chatter of so many important figures around her clearly made Annie quite nervous. Her lips turned even paler. If she hadn't seen what the other person really looked like, even Wayne would probably have been fooled by her pitiful face.

The golden dragons didn't laugh or joke; the senior elder spoke solemnly:

"The Platinum Dragon will never betray kindness and goodness!"

Perhaps Jinlong's words had an effect, because Annie gritted her teeth.

"Okay... then I'll choose the right side too!"

Having said that, as if afraid of going back on her word, or perhaps afraid of being laughed at again, she almost snatched the small, shiny silver velvet bag in front of her and clutched it tightly in her hand.

The last Hel Star has finally made its choice!

"very good."

The ancient golden dragon nodded slightly, its massive head causing the surrounding air to seem to move slightly.

"You have all made choices that followed your hearts."

"Now, you are just one step away from becoming great Platinum Knights!"

"You must swear an oath before the great platinum dragon in front of the statue that symbolizes the god, guaranteeing that your goodness will prevail over evil. Only in this way can you gain the approval of the dragon god and move on to the next step."

"And if you are discovered to be evil during this process, the Platinum Dragon will punish you!"

Almost no one backed down, not even Anne.

She clutched the small silver pouch tightly, her knuckles white, her face still somewhat pale, but her eyes were fixed on the platinum dragon statue in front of her, her lips pressed tightly together, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

"very good."

The ancient golden dragon seemed to approve of everyone's courage. He slowly raised one of his front paws and pointed it at the majestic platinum dragon god statue in the center of the square.

"Then, from this moment on! Everyone, follow my guidance, and with your most sincere hearts, together—"

"Praise be to the magnificent Platinum Dragon!"

As the most senior member spoke, the two golden dragons on the field also began to chant.

Not only Jinlong, but also the judges in the hall, and everyone else here, began to sing hymns in unison:

"All colors unite, platinum shines eternally, the white gold dragon god, the father of benevolent dragons—"

……

As the crowd praised them, the enormous platinum dragon statue on the field emitted a soft light, enveloping the ten judges, whose faces almost all showed a gentle and calm expression.

Only one person stood out awkwardly in the soft white light.

"Aaaaaah! Why...why are you doing this to me? I'm not a bad person! Why am I being treated like this?"

Anne's face was contorted with pain, as if she were being torn to pieces!

"Save me! Please, please save me!"

Anne wept bitterly and said:

"I don't want to be a dragonborn anymore! I don't want to be a dragonborn anymore! Please, please give me money so I can leave this place! Please!"

The white light that was so gentle on others felt like knives slowly tearing Annie apart. In a short time, her skin and flesh were peeled away layer by layer, just like the sins on her body!

Those who deceive the gods will surely be punished by them!