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In the early morning, the sky over Baiyin City was crystal clear.

The guard at the city gate had just changed shifts. He yawned and glanced up at the horizon. Then his pupils contracted sharply, and he swallowed back the yawn.

A silvery-white dot of light appeared on the horizon. And that dot of light was rapidly expanding, so fast that it approached the city wall from the horizon in the blink of an eye.

dragon!

A giant, silvery-white dragon, its wings spread wide, covered half the sky.

The sunlight shone on its scales, reflecting a dazzling light, as if dozens of giant mirrors had appeared in the sky.

The dragon's might swept down, and the warhorses at the city gate neighed in unison, collapsing to the ground. The guards were deathly pale; some were so weak they couldn't even stand.

But that's not the most shocking thing.

In the dragon's claws, a huge blue and white figure was grasped.

It is over eight meters tall and covered in ice-crystal-like armor.

Frost Giant.

He was grabbed by the shoulders by the dragon, and the next second he was thrown from the sky, like an iceberg falling from the heavens.

With a loud bang, the entire city trembled.

Finally, it crashed heavily into the city, the shockwave lifting up the bricks and stones on the ground and revealing a crater more than ten meters deep, with cracks spreading outwards.

The giant slowly stood up, his eight-meter-tall body casting a large shadow in the morning light. He slammed his ice crystal club down on the ground, causing it to tremble again.

The people on the wall retreated, but many more just stared blankly at the sky, their mouths agape.

Because the next second, a silver dragon, fifty or sixty meters long, also descended from the sky.

If that thing were to crash into the city, how many casualties would it cause! Everyone was so frightened that they closed their eyes.

But then, less than ten meters from the city wall, the silver dragon suddenly spread its wings, and the huge shockwave made the flags on the city wall flutter loudly.

Finally, it made a smooth, sudden stop and landed.

"Roar~ Roar~"

Margaret let out a dragon's roar, announcing her return.

Ron did not conceal his aura either; the pressure of a third-tier Grand Knight spread out, like an invisible mountain pressing down on everyone present.

Grand Duke of Silver!

I'm back!!

A deathly silence fell over the city gate. No one spoke, no one dared to speak. Even breathing was suppressed to a minimum.

Several soldiers nearby turned pale, their legs trembling. A knight guarding the gate stood at the forefront, his lips quivering, his right fist pressed against his chest, his voice hoarse but firm:

"Welcome back to the city, Grand Duke!!!"

This sound seemed to break some kind of seal. Everyone on the city walls and in the streets knelt down, filled with a deep-seated awe.

"Long live the Grand Duke!" someone shouted.

"Long live the Silver Duchy!" More people joined in the shouting.

......

The voice grew from one person to dozens, and finally the entire city of Silver was cheering.

Ron's arrival in such an exaggerated manner was naturally for a reason.

There must be many informants from various factions within Silver City.

Now that we've demonstrated our strength, they'll probably get accurate intelligence soon.

Now that they know about Ron's changed strength, they must change their attitude towards him.

This was something Ron had prepared specifically to avoid trouble.

Otherwise, if the other party suddenly decides to ambush him with several Tier 3 fighters, should Ron fight or not?

If things don't go well in the end, the outcome won't be pleasant.

Ron's gaze swept across the crowd, then over the silver dragon flag fluttering on the city wall. Then he raised his hand and waved it gently.

The cheers stopped. Everyone held their breath, waiting for him to speak.

"Your king has returned!!"

The aura of the third-tier dragon knight spread throughout the entire city.

There were no superfluous words, no impassioned speeches. Yet everyone felt inexplicably at ease.

The Grand Duke returned stronger, bringing with him a dragon and a new Tier 3.

They are the Duchy of Silver, no.

The Silver Kingdom is about to rise!!

Ron didn't linger. He turned and walked towards the palace. Margaret also transformed back into human form and followed beside him.

The crowd automatically parted to make way, and no one dared to approach. All eyes were on the three figures.

Ron's palace.

Liu Lichuan held Shirley in his arms, while the other girls waited nearby.

Everyone gathered around when they saw Ron return. Ron took Sherry from Liulichuan's arms and then pinched Nolan's little face.

She said gently, "I'm back."

However, most of everyone's attention was focused on the silver-haired little girl next to Ron.

Margaret hid behind Ron, only half of her head showing, her long silver hair hanging down, covering half of her face.

Ron tugged at her and said:

"What's wrong? Are you shy?"

Go say hello to your girlfriends!

Margaret was still a little hesitant, but the little pink-haired girl who had the most contact with her had already recognized her.

"Oh! Is this Margaret?"

Lilith's eyes widened as she circled Margaret once:

"You've finally mastered Transformation! And you're this tiny."

Hahaha!"

Margaret was a little annoyed; she knew that annoying pink-haired girl would make fun of her.

She silently told herself, "I'm not angry, I'm not angry."

"Ron said he likes smaller ones. I'm not angry."

But as she kept muttering to herself, she couldn't hold back her anger any longer; her cheeks puffed up like two steamed buns, and her eyes widened in surprise.

"You little rascal, Ron told me he prefers the smaller ones!"

The pink-haired girl said jokingly:

"Really? Then let's go together tonight."

Let's see who he likes more!

"Hmph!! Come on then." Although Margaret was embarrassed and annoyed, she still didn't want to lose face in front of the pink-haired girl.

Her chin was raised even higher, but the tips of her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Although Ron was a little annoyed by their competition, he was also pleased to hear that he would have another perk that night.

The pink-haired girl also gave Ron a wink when Margaret wasn't looking, her eyes filled with cunning and smugness.

Ron immediately understood.

He thought to himself, "Little pink-haired girl, well done! No wonder your brother always dotes on you!"

"Alright, alright, there are so many people watching. Let's go back to our rooms." Ron led everyone back.

That evening, in Little Pink Hair's room.

The lights flickered, and spring was in full bloom.

Margaret, with a smug look on her face, looked down at him and mocked:

"What's wrong? It's not working?"

I remember you used to be quite loud!

Tsk tsk tsk! You couldn't even be a good candidate for the chance!

The little pink-haired girl didn't even have the strength to lift her hand; her hair was scattered messily on the pillow.

With tears still streaming down her face, she was completely powerless to pay attention to Margaret's taunts and actions.

All she wanted to do now was sleep, and she conceded to Margaret:

"Good sister, please, please push this to the top!"

Margaret hummed in response.

Ron glanced at the two of them from behind with annoyance.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the two of them quieted down.

The little pink-haired girl covered her face, too afraid to speak. Margaret buried her face in the blanket, revealing only her bright red ears.

Under the soft glow of the magic crystal chandelier, only the mingling breaths of the three people remained in the room.

The night breeze slipped in through the cracks in the window, causing the curtains to flutter gently.

Ron reached out and turned off the light, and a satisfied sigh came from the darkness.