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Chapter 165 Locked by an Oath
Chapter 167 Locked by an Oath
The idea of enslaving a golden dragon is virtually impossible. They possess not only unparalleled physical strength, exceptional intelligence, and unfathomable magical abilities, but also an inviolable and intense sense of self-respect.
Ordinary chains cannot restrain them at all, and ordinary magic is also difficult to be truly effective.
Even if someone manages to capture a golden dragon with extraordinary strength, what they often end up with is just a corpse that would rather die than submit, rather than a living creature that submits.
If there is anything that can bind these beautiful and powerful beings, it is probably only the path of goodness they believe in.
After all, for beings who believe in kindness and justice, these beliefs can sometimes be the driving force that propels them forward, but at the same time they can also become invisible shackles.
The moment Mark knelt down, the other members of the caravan seemed to be jolted awake from a dream, and they all knelt down and pleaded with the golden dragon in the sky.
Each mournful cry was like an invisible chain, wrapping around Alan's heart, tightening and tightening until she felt a suffocating pressure.
The principles I once held dear inevitably began to waver at this moment. A voice seemed to whisper in my mind: Is it not a sacrifice to temporarily submit to evil for the sake of innocent lives? Is such an act not also a way of practicing the path of good that I believe in?
Intense emotions clashed and intertwined in her mind, like a difficult internal struggle. Her expression shifted constantly before finally settling on a deep sense of helplessness.
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She locked her gaze into Thor's eyes with her calm, lake-like golden pupils and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I promise you, dragon! But you must swear in the name of Tiamat that you will never go back on your word and harm these humans."
At the same time, I will never do anything unjust for you; otherwise, even if it means being shattered to pieces, I will fight to the very end.
Successfully making a metal dragon, especially the golden dragon, the leader of all metal dragons, submit to him gave Thor an unprecedented sense of satisfaction for his red dragon bloodline.
A surge of immense joy welled up within me, and the blood in my veins seemed to flow faster.
A wild and unrestrained smile crept across his face, and he threw his head back and burst into laughter.
"A few mere insects are not worth my special effort to deal with! And there's no need for me to use your meager strength!"
"Now then, swear to Bahamut that for a long time to come, you will remember to call me Master!"
Everything settled down. The spatial passage torn open by the scroll in mid-air lost its support and slowly closed like a shut-in eye.
Covered in blood and looking somewhat disheveled, the golden dragon descended from the sky with a humiliated expression and stood behind Thor.
She had already made up her mind: as long as those humans could leave successfully, if the red dragon made any excessive demands afterward, she would immediately fight to the death, even if it meant her own death, she would never let him succeed.
On a pine branch extending from a low cliff in the distance, a small canary quietly observes this scene, occasionally tilting its head to one side.
The bag preens its golden feathers with its pale yellow beak.
A five-colored rainbow floated above the tiny creature's head, stretching from east to west to form a miniature rainbow bridge.
The rainbow light rippled slightly, and a voice suddenly rang out.
"I thought you would intervene, you cowardly traitor. I never expected you to just watch your followers fall into the clutches of the evil dragon. That's quite a surprise."
The canary gazed ahead, its jewel-like eyes revealing profound wisdom, and responded calmly.
"This was her own choice, her practice of the path of goodness in her heart. Only through the tempering of fire will gold shine ever brighter."
"Aren't you afraid she'll be corrupted and fall into evil?"
"I believe in my child; true justice will never be tainted."
For metal dragons, submitting to a wicked dragon is ultimately a deeply shameful thing.
Upon landing, Alan's body shimmered with golden light, and her slender, agile form began to rapidly shrink and transform, instantly reverting to her human form.
Unlike the human girl she had transformed into before, this time she appeared much taller, nearly two meters in height. Her beautiful face was framed by eyes that shone with a dignified, holy aura. Her long, golden hair cascaded down to her waist, her legs were long and slender, and her chest was high and full.
This is her true human form; her previous approachable girlish appearance was just a disguise.
Thor's gaze swept over Alan carefully, as if admiring a fine work of art.
This appearance suits his taste much better than his previous one.
A female golden dragon of noble status is far more precious and rare than those so-called human princesses. Only such an existence can highlight one's strength and greatness.
A surge of immense satisfaction welled up within him, and Thor nodded in approval. He then turned to look at the humans and growled in a low voice.
"As promised, the great Thor will spare your lives for now. I heard you've come to conduct a trade as agreed last time, so present the gold coins!"
Mark cautiously raised his head; his forehead was already stained red with blood from the friction of his head against the ground as he kowtowed.
Upon hearing Saul's words, he dared not delay in the slightest and immediately rushed into the carriage behind him, taking out a wooden box about 30 centimeters long and wide.
The moment the lid was opened, a bright golden light shone out. The box was filled with gold coins, about the size of a one-yuan coin but much heavier, numbering around 1.
If we calculate based on 9 grams per gold coin, this box would weigh a full 90 kilograms, yet Mark was able to lift it easily with both hands, which shows that he does have some strength.
"Great Red Dragon, this is all our possessions, which we now offer to you. We dare not ask for a deal, we only hope that you will spare our lives."
After speaking with trepidation, he took two steps forward, placed the wooden box containing the gold coins on the ground, and then immediately and respectfully retreated back into the crowd.
Thor summoned several kobolds and had them lift the wooden box in front of him. He casually picked up a gold coin with his fingertip and looked at it. Suddenly, a flame rose up and instantly melted it into molten gold.
This is a standard Ducat gold coin, also known as the Sun Coin or Dragon Coin, with a purity of approximately 90%, and also contains small amounts of copper and other wear-resistant metals.
If it were any other true dragon, it would have been overjoyed to hear that the other party intended to offer gold coins directly.
But Thor, an ambitious and driven red dragon, wasn't interested in such a small gain. He waved his paw, summoning a kobold to give the order, and soon Tana arrived with a large group of grey dwarves.
A large number of weapons of all kinds, with a metallic sheen and blue star-like patterns, were piled up on the open ground like garbage. A rough count revealed that there were hundreds of them.
With the reconstruction of abandoned dungeons in the Underdark, a large number of creatures and merchants have been attracted there, and various trades have become increasingly prosperous.
Furthermore, the grey dwarves that Thor sent out recruited even more of their kind for him. With a sufficient number of craftsmen and architects, he naturally wanted to find ways to earn more wealth for himself.
In this dangerous world, a good weapon is a bestseller no matter where it is, so it naturally became Thor's first choice.
These were his unsold inventory, which he was now taking out.