Silver Dragons are spawning in this dungeon!

The continent of Oris, the Koso Hills.

In an unexplored underground city, in a stone chamber on one of the levels, there are two giant, nearly two-meter-tall, silvery-white eggs with a metallic luster and a faint blue fluorescent glow on their surfaces.

The larger of the two eggs seemed to be breathing, its lights flashing as it resonated with magic, constantly generating tiny ice crystals.

"who I am?"

A crack appeared at the top of the eggshell, and first a small claw emerged, then a small head covered with grayish-silver scales was revealed. The skull was cone-shaped, and the snout was slightly pointed.

"...Alvaris-Shiro-Silver Star..."

Hilo involuntarily roared out his true dragon name.

"Did I time travel?"

"Have I transmigrated into a silver dragon?"

It raised its sharp, silvery-white claws and moved its knuckles back and forth.

hungry!

Before I could even think about why I had transmigrated, a rumbling sound suddenly came from my stomach.

Hilo was so hungry that, following its instincts, it broke off the silvery-white eggshell and put it in its mouth.

It's icy cold and has a hint of sweetness, like a creamy ice cream.

Before long, it swallowed all the eggshells.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of drowsiness washed over her, and Shiloh fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Hilo's first dragon sleep has arrived.

……

In his dream, in his mind, memories of his past life were fading away.

It didn't disappear, but rather it was diluted within that vast legacy of memories.

Memories from several decades ago seem so insignificant in the countless generations of inheritance passed down by the dragon race.

It seems that her past life was just a dream, merely the unconscious activity of Hilo's brain as she developed inside the egg.

Hilo should be thankful that he wasn't reincarnated as a red dragon, a vicious dragon.

The dragon's inherent, tyrannical mindset probably caused him to completely lose himself as soon as he transmigrated.

He's reduced to a muscle-bound brute.

Silver dragons, being of the Lawful alignment and, among metallic dragons, the epitome of goodness.

Furthermore, the silver dragon is the dragon species with the most similar thinking patterns to humans, which is why Hilo did not experience brain overload and become a dragon beast that only knows how to say "abba aba".

When she woke up again, Shiloh felt like she had grown a little bigger, whether it was an illusion or not.

Its scales became even brighter, and the grayish-silver layer it had when it was born gradually faded away. It was about 2.5 meters long from head to tail.

But after the dragon's sleep ended, Hilo felt even hungrier. Shouldn't a silver dragon girl usually prepare food for him at this time?

Moreover, given the family-based lifestyle of metal dragons, I should also have a silver dragon father!

Now, there's not even a dragon in sight, let alone a dragon girl. Moreover, the surroundings are dark, as if we were inside a closed stone chamber.

Shouldn't the Silver Dragon's lair be on a mountaintop or in the clouds?

Where did you get the money to do things for yourself now?

This feeling of confinement made Hilo uncomfortable; the only light came from the glowing rocks overhead.

The constant cramping pain in his abdomen made it impossible for Shiloh to concentrate.

Subconsciously, it stuck out its tongue and licked another giant egg that had not yet hatched next to it.

It smells so good!

The coolness on her tongue brought Shiloh back to her senses.

It quickly moved its head away; its kindness and sense of justice as a silver dragon wouldn't allow it to think in that direction, even if it meant starving to death.

Not to mention that inside this egg should be a younger brother or sister whom he has never met.

He turned around and observed the stone chamber, where he and the giant egg were in one corner.

A sealed stone chamber, something even the traditions of Hilo and the dragons couldn't achieve, there wasn't even any dirt to eat.

Dragons are legendary creatures that can even survive by eating inorganic matter, but a fledgling dragon probably couldn't chew through the hard rocks on the ground.

In the middle of the stone chamber was...

"A treasure chest?"

Is this an underground city? I conclude this based on the Dragon Legacy within my mind.

Only in places like dungeons, where things don't make sense, would a treasure chest suddenly appear.

Hilo dragged his hungry and weak body toward the treasure chest, hoping to find a food item or even a potion inside.

Otherwise, I might really starve to death in this stone chamber.

A giant dragon that starved to death... that's just too humiliating.

It stretched out its tiny silver claws and opened the treasure chest.

A burst of golden light appeared, causing Xiluolong's eyes to narrow slightly. When the golden light dissipated, there were two items inside.

One was a staff, and the other was a robe.

Unfortunately... it wasn't food.

What are the abilities of these two magical items?

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Hilo instinctively retrieved the Appraisal skill from the Dragon's Legacy.

He casually tossed it to the staff.

Something's not right, something's not right about me!

Although the Appraisal spell is a simple first-level spell, it is definitely not something that a newborn dragon like myself can construct a magical circuit with just a glance.

Moreover, after casting this first-level spell, Hilo found that he didn't seem to have consumed much energy.

Am I a magical genius?

Thinking of finding another second-circle spell, Ice Ray, he raised his claws as before.

However, nothing happened...

Well, second-circle spells are still a bit complicated.

The limit should be a first-level spell, but an instant-cast first-level spell with no cost is still too overpowered for a dragon hatchling at this stage.

Don't you see, a certain dragon, now a young dragon, almost a hundred years old, still only knows the most basic, zero-level trick, the Cleansing spell.

Through the appraisal skill, Hilo obtained information about the staff, which contained a magical circuit called the Heart of Magic.

It's a third-circle spell, which can amplify magical power by about 30%.

He cast an Appraisal spell on the robe again.

The robes aren't as powerful; they only have one first-level spell, Magic Shield.

However, the current survival crisis has not yet been resolved.

There was still no food. Suddenly, Hilo's starlight shone through, and her crystal-clear dragon eyes lit up.

Dragons seem to be able to eat magical items!

There's nothing else to eat now, and these two magical items are clearly for humanoid creatures.

Without hesitation, Hilo picked up the staff and stuffed it into his mouth.

It's quite firm when you chew it, with a texture somewhat like beef jerky, and a hint of yam flavor.

He stretched his long neck and swallowed the staff.

Something was inside its belly, emitting a gentle energy that slowly flowed throughout the dragon's body.

The immediate crisis has finally been resolved, but we only have two magical items, which won't last more than a few days.

This must be the hidden reward room in the dungeon. How could my irresponsible dragon parents have left me in a place like this?

This doesn't seem like something a metallic dragon would do. Even the five-colored dragons, considered evil dragons, wouldn't abandon their eggs for no reason.

Follow the instructions of Tiamat, the mother of the five-colored dragons, and raise the young dragons until they are six years old, the juvenile stage.

Only in this way can one barely survive in the face of ferocious wild beasts.

Since this is a secret room, there may be a mechanism to open the door. Only by leaving this secret room will we have the opportunity to hunt for food and save our lives.