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Margaret the Silver Dragon was quite content at that moment.

After eating her fill, she lay on a huge rock, limbs in the air, basking in the sun. Her slender tail wagged occasionally, and the warm sunlight made her feel drowsy.

"After showing off my back, I'll show off my front, hehehe."

She lazily twisted her neck, and then inadvertently saw Ron and the others.

Ron swore he never imagined he could see so many different expressions on a dragon.

The silver dragon's eyes widened in shock.

Then he immediately scrambled to his feet.

Ron and Margaret, one human and one dragon, stared at each other.

None of my family members would understand. I was sunbathing in my own home when someone suddenly barged in and saw me completely naked in such a shameful state.

Margaret grew angrier the more she thought about it, and her face turned red.

Ron's mind went blank for a moment when he saw the dragon.

Then, a tremendous surge of ecstasy welled up from the bottom of my heart, overwhelming the fear.

A dragon. A living dragon. Right in front of him.

He had only one thought in his mind.

I'm going to be rich!!

The next step is to tame this silver dragon, become a dragon knight, and live a wonderful life of kidnapping princesses and spending the night in the royal palace.

As he imagined it, Ron's breathing became heavier.

He began to slowly appreciate his dragon.

Oh! Look at those beautiful, shimmering silver scales. Those slender yet powerful limbs, that agile tail—I really want to give them a good swipe.

And that long neck, those sharp fangs, those bloodshot eyes...

Huh? Are your eyes red?

What happened?

How come her claws crushed the rocks?

Ron realized something was wrong.

But just as he came to his senses, a truck blew him away.

Margaret was now furious, especially since the human leader opposite her was staring at her.

It's like they're making fun of her.

With her head flushed, she headbutted the human, sending him flying.

"grown ups!!"

Abaddon, who was standing next to him, finally realized what was happening.

Seeing the lord being knocked away, he disregarded the difference in power and charged towards the silver dragon with his spiked club.

The outcome was obvious; they didn't even last one round.

Ron finally landed from the air.

"Cough cough cough~"

My whole body felt like it was about to fall apart from the impact.

Struggling to get up from the ground, he saw Abaddon being entangled by the silver dragon's tail, being slammed to the ground repeatedly.

Aiba had already fainted.

Several of his henchmen were also killed by Silver Dragon with a single claw, and they collapsed unconscious in various places.

After the silver dragon finished off Ron's men, it saw Ron get up and then set its sights on him again.

Ron quickly put on the magic metal armor he had bought at the auction.

No sooner had they put it on than they were met with a devastating attack from the silver dragon.

Ron was sent flying again, but fortunately his armor protected him, and this time he wasn't seriously injured.

The silver dragon had clearly seen this situation as well.

But instead of increasing her strength, she maintained the same level of force, striking Ron repeatedly.

It seems like he's venting his anger.

Margaret was venting her frustration at this moment:

"You dare peek!"

Another lash from the tail. This time it struck his leg, sending Ron tumbling backward and crashing to the ground, seeing stars.

"You have to watch me just sunbathing!"

"You have to watch me even when I turn over in bed!"

"You dare laugh at me!"

The tail came again. Ron curled up in a ball, covering his head, as the tail whipped across his back, arms, and thighs.

Not fatal, but every blow was excruciatingly painful, like being beaten repeatedly with an iron rod.

Occasionally, they would be lifted up by the leg and slammed to the ground.

The armor I just bought is now completely deformed and scattered all over the ground.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe a few minutes, maybe a lifetime, but the silver dragon finally stopped.

Ron was now covered in bruises and swelling.

However, he could also tell that the silver dragon in front of them had no intention of killing them.

That's why I didn't run away, even though I couldn't have escaped anyway.

Margaret the Silver Dragon had calmed down by now. She stared at Ron with her big eyes wide open.

I'm curious how they found themselves.

She knew these creatures were human, but she was not yet an adult, so she had always lived at sea and had not ventured to the mainland.

Ron lay on the ground, covered in wounds, his clothes torn in several places, and his face covered in blood and mud.

My left eye is so swollen I can't open it, but I can barely see with my right eye.

He struggled to his feet and saw a dragon standing before him, its blue eyes fixed on him.

Ron took out a bottle of the original liquid from his spatial storage and drank it. His injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Margaret was so shocked by this that her eyes widened and she dared not look away.

That's right, he took it out on purpose; call him a scheming boy.

Realizing that the silver dragon in front of him had no intention of killing, Ron still wanted to try to subdue her.

Sure enough, they took the bait!

Margaret craned her neck and leaned close to Ron, as if examining him closely.

After examining the body, she found that the human's injuries had indeed completely healed, and she brought her nose to the empty bottle to sniff it.

Then she smelled a scent that her body craved.

Looking at the dragon in front of him, Ron took out a bottle of the original liquid from his space.

Top quality!

Open the lid and extend it in front of the silver dragon.

Her nose touched the bottle opening, then she pulled it back, sniffing it warily. Then her pupils dilated sharply, realizing that the bottle was even more alluring to her.

Sensing no malice from Ron, she stuck out her tongue and lightly licked the bottle opening. The undiluted liquid remained on her tongue before being rolled into her mouth.

I don't feel any discomfort in my body. On the contrary, my cells feel moisturized and are now craving more serum.

He then swallowed the undiluted liquid along with the bottle.

Her eyes lit up. Her blue pupils changed from thin lines to round ones.

It's as if I'm savoring the experience and feeling the changes in my body.

Ron could see the silver dragon let out a comfortable whimper after consuming the elixir.

And then that was it.

She stretched her neck and brought her head closer, mouth open, waiting for Ron to feed her.

Ron readily agreed and fed her the original liquid from his space, bottle by bottle.

During a break from feeding the dragon, Ron took another look at it.

She's probably not an adult yet; she's still a young dragon.

The dragons in this world don't reproduce. Instead, they are born and raised, their eggs nurtured by the world's rules.

The growth stages of a dragon are divided into:

Hatchling dragon, young dragon, juvenile dragon, adult dragon.

The hatchling stage is very short and almost never seen.

The remaining stages correspond to Level 1, Level 2, and Level 3, respectively.

There are also ordinary metal dragons and magic metal dragons. In the same tier, magic metal dragons are stronger.

Moreover, only magic metal dragons have a chance to surpass level three. At least, the few dragons that currently exist in this world that have surpassed level three are all magic metal dragons.

For dragons, the intelligent races of this world will not choose to kill them unless it is a life-or-death battle; at most, they will imprison them to produce metal.

Moreover, a considerable number of dragons choose to rely on powerful forces to obtain better conditions for growth.

As Ron stopped what he was doing, the silver dragon turned its head in confusion, as if to say:

"Keep going!!"

Faced with the silver dragon's doubts, Ron shrugged:

"It's gone!"

Margaret snorted in a very human way, as if to say:

"I didn't even feel anything before it was over!"