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Grand Duke Black Iron tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Margaret breathed out a frosty breath, and the other person was frozen into an ice block.

"Oh my! Lord Ron, this is my father!!"

Then she went off crying, clutching the ice cube.

Ron rolled his eyes dismissively: "Don't think I didn't see you almost burst out laughing just now!!"

"You must be secretly overjoyed!!"

Only then did Ron look at his dragon, the Black Iron Dragon, who was startled by Margaret's attack.

Then, realizing that the opponent was a demigod, he became alert and assumed a defensive stance.

For him, if he puts in a desperate effort, there is still a chance to escape.

Ron, seeing the wary expression on the Black Iron Dragon's face, kicked the Black Iron Grand Duke:

"It's your turn to perform!!"

The atmosphere inside the Black Iron Dragon's lair was a bit tense.

Black Iron Dragon maintained a defensive stance, its iron-black scales slightly bristling, its tail lowered as it gathered strength, its gaze sweeping back and forth between Margaret and Ron.

It didn't run away, but it also didn't bow its head.

Facing a demigod in the mid-stage of the third tier, being able to hold out to this extent already shows great courage.

Ron kicked the Black Iron Grand Duke again: "Stop pretending to be dead, hurry up."

Grand Duke Black Iron got up from the ground, dusted himself off, forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and walked up to Black Iron Dragon.

This was a great humiliation for him; the enemy was coming to steal his dragon, and he had to go forward and persuade them in order to save his own life.

What's the difference between this and pushing someone's butt?

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something polite, but looking into the eyes of the Black Iron Dragon staring intently at him, he suddenly felt that he couldn't say anything.

This dragon has lived in his family for three generations.

His grandfather and father both tried to ride it but failed, and he himself grew up under the watchful eye of the Black Iron Dragon.

It has guarded the Black Iron Duchy for over a hundred years; it has certainly served its purpose, even if it hasn't achieved anything great. Now, it's being asked to persuade it to go with someone else...

Grand Duke Black Iron was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Ironscale."

Black Iron Dragon's gaze shifted slightly.

"You may leave," the Black Iron Duke said softly.

"I know you've wanted to leave this place for a long time. That old bastard of a father wanted to take advantage of you, but you refused. I won't go into the methods he used..."

You should have left long ago.

Black Iron Dragon stared at him, his pupils shrinking slightly.

"Follow him." Grand Duke Black Iron glanced at Ron.

"This is the most talented dragon knight of this era. In just seven or eight years, he has become a demigod dragon knight."

Don't you dragons all wish for a partner like this?

Go ahead, he's probably the most likely candidate.

If you go with him... you might be able to climb even higher.

Black Iron Dragon remained silent for a long time.

Then it lowered its defensive stance. Its tail drooped, its scales returned to their original positions, and its iron-gray eyes shifted from the Black Iron Grand Duke to Ron.

He was secretly observing.

Seeing that Black Iron Dragon's condition had improved, Ron sent Black Iron Grand Duke outside.

He would personally subdue her in this final act.

Ron stepped forward and patted its jaw; the scales were cold and rough.

The black iron dragon was somewhat unaccustomed to it, but it did not resist.

Ron asked, "Ironscale! Is that its name?"

The black iron dragon let out a low growl, as if in response to confirm.

This black iron dragon is already an adult, so it won't be easy to get him to make special arrangements like he did when he kidnapped Margaret.

But in any case, feeding two bottles of the original solution first is definitely the right thing to do.

Ron took out thirty bottles of silver potion from his spatial storage, opened the caps, and pushed them in front of the Black Iron Dragon.

And she drank a bottle right in front of him.

As expected, Black Iron Dragon also lowered his guard. He smelled the tempting aroma from the bottle, an aroma that seemed to entice his very cells.

Then, with a flick of the tongue, it swallowed.

His originally sharp eyes narrowed into slits.

"Ahhh, that feels so good!"

"That's really cool!!"

Seeing the expression on Black Iron Dragon's face, Ron knew things were in the bag, and he took out three more bottles of his treasured Tier 3 primal liquid.

Sure enough, the moment the black iron dragon was taken out, its eyes widened in surprise, and it forgot all about being reserved.

Squatting in front of Ron, it stretched out its head, waiting to be fed.

Margaret glanced at it and gave it a look of disdain.

"That country bumpkin has never seen anything good before!!"

After swallowing the third-tier original liquid, Black Iron Dragon vigorously licked the bottle.

No wonder Margaret despised him; she herself had swallowed the bottle whole.

After Ron downed a few bottles of the original solution, Black Iron Dragon was successfully defeated.

While it's not quite at the point where we can open backdoors for the war of minds, riding it around and directing things shouldn't be a problem.

Once he gets used to it, we'll stop him for ten days to half a month.

I bet we'll be able to take it down eventually.

After discussing it with Black Iron Dragon, Ron led him into the small garden.

As soon as the black iron dragon entered the small garden, it was attracted by the red agate in the center.

I was just about to step forward.

However, Margaret whipped its tail twice, causing the Black Iron Dragon to stagger.

"That's my hideout. Stay away from me from now on. If I find out you dare to steal the red agate, I'll break your legs!"

Margaret threatened the black iron dragon, because she simply didn't believe these dragons could resist the treasure.

Even after being attacked by Margaret, the demigod dragon, Black Iron Dragon dared not retaliate.

However, he still kept glancing at the red agate out of the corner of his eye, clearly still not having given up.

Seeing this, Ron thought to himself, "I can't let him get a beating on the very first day I bring the dragon back."

So he broke off a palm-sized piece of red agate and handed it to the black iron dragon.

Sure enough, as soon as the other person saw the red agate, they immediately stretched their head out excitedly so that Ron could touch it.

If the Black Iron Grand Duke saw this scene, he would definitely not believe his eyes.

Is this still the same Black Iron Dragon that refused to let anyone ride it?

You should know that his grandfather and father both knelt down to him back then, and even if Black Iron Dragon took all the good stuff in the duchy, it wouldn't matter.

When it got to Ron, it turned into a kitten in less than half a day.

Ron comfortably stroked the Black Iron Dragon's rough horns.

But then Margaret became a little jealous, pushed Black Iron Dragon away, and squeezed into Ron's arms:

"Ah! Me too! Me too!"

"I haven't given me a gift yet since I became a demigod!"

"You've changed, Ron!"

Ron's forehead creased with three black lines as he patted Margaret on the shoulder:

"Don't you dare copy that pink-haired girl anymore, you hear me!"

Margaret pouted, clearly not listening.

Ron had no choice but to break off another red agate the size of his arm and put it in her hand.

Margaret, holding the red agate, beamed with joy.

Ron could only shrug helplessly; thankfully, red agate is renewable.

Especially after being bound to the Little Garden, Ron began to collect all sorts of living things from the outside world.

As long as the small garden is well-maintained, the red agate will also grow.

Come to think of it, in a mechanical world devoid of plant life, if it kept leaking out, it could create a vast primeval forest.

It is clear that it does not lack life energy.

Now that there is a source to replenish him, it is only natural that he will grow.

After settling the Black Iron Dragon in.

Ron, with Margaret by his side, once again embarked on a journey of casually acquiring dragons.

(A reader asked about the extra chapter rules. I have to work during the day, so I really can't write much at night.)

Let's use a rating system. For every 0.1 point increase, we'll add three extra chapters.

It is now 8.1

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