Chapter 61: Visiting

Amos returned to his White Castle, lying down on his velvet bed and playing with the silver scales in his hand, murmuring to himself.
"The Nine Eye Alliance."
The Nine Eye Alliance is a group of spellcasters that emerged after the Devil's War, renowned for their hatred of demons and their monitoring of dimensional rifts, and known worldwide as an absolutely neutral organization.
Amos was weighing the pros and cons in his mind, knowing that joining an organization would come with both rights and responsibilities.
After joining the Nine Eyes Alliance, Amos was obligated to engage in battles against demons, but the benefits were also immense. With no enemies and strong power, members of the Nine Eyes Alliance were generally not targeted by others.
This is exactly the most important thing for Amos. With this, he can freely develop his power and walk on the continent without restrain.
However, this feeling of being constrained really makes the dragon uncomfortable!
Amos put away the scales and decided to think things through.
……
Five days later, to Amos's surprise, the first one to show up at his door was not Count Dumbeldore, but the silver dragon Beria, and she was accompanied by another silver dragon.
Although White Dragon and Silver Dragon are mortal enemies, Ames doesn't have a sense of racial pride. Ames received two fellow creatures in the reception room of White Castle.
In the reception room of White Castle, Ames, who had shrunk in size, sat with the two "people" in order of importance.
Amos looked at the two figures, or rather, two silver dragons transformed into human-like beings. One was a sixteen-year-old elven girl named Palilia, and the other was an old human man.
This old man is wearing a silver-white scholar robe, and his silver hair is neatly groomed. His deep blue eyes are as profound as the sea. Apart from the green leaf pendant hanging in front of him, he doesn't have any other accessories on him. The whole person looks clean and tidy, like a scholar with a lot of knowledge and self-confidence.
However, Amos dared not treat him as an ordinary scholar because the White Dragon Lord could not feel any magic fluctuations from him. If Amos had not seen him with his own eyes, transforming from a silver dragon into an old man, he would never have known that he was the same kind as himself.
There is only one possibility: Silver Dragon Elder is much stronger than White Dragon Lord, to the point where White Dragon Lord cannot detect the magic energy fluctuations on Silver Dragon Elder.
Silver Dragon Elder also takes a keen interest in Amos, although there is no malice, Amos still feels uneasy under his gaze.
At this point, the jackal and wolf attendants carried various processed foods and placed them on the marble long table.
The White Dragon Lord inherited the excellent traditions of the Chinese nation and took the initiative to propose a lunch together.
One who takes advantage of other's shortcomings, eats with a soft mouth.
No matter what the situation is, rubbing together and discussing it is always the right approach.
With a cough, the White Dragon Lord transformed into the form of an elf. Baileya, who had been observing the interior of the White Castle with surprise, was not scared by its luxury, but rather surprised that such a clean place would be the White Dragon's residence.
The Lord of White Dragon extended a dragon claw and made a gesture of invitation: "Please feel free, my guests."
After speaking, he took the lead in picking up a plate of raw slices of Moorish flagfish, pouring it into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged into two balls.
Bai Liya used a knife and fork to elegantly cut a piece of Jim's Sag Jungle deer meat, dipped it in jam, and put it in her mouth. She chewed carefully and said, "Mmm, the Jim's Sag Jungle deer meat is so delicious, and combined with the secret jam of the hobbits, I can almost smell the forest. I didn't expect you to enjoy it so much, just like those human nobles."
White Dragon Lord casually replied, "Of course, only food and love cannot be let down in this world."
The old man's eyes lit up, "This statement is very philosophical. As Little Bao Liya said, you are a wise white dragon."
Amos: "Thank you for your compliment."
Byria next to him thought to herself: "I clearly said 'cunning and scheming'."
But the little silver dragon wouldn't say that. It nodded in agreement and said, "And your home is designed very well, it doesn't look anything like a White Dragon's lair."
Amos raised an eyebrow. "Oh, and what do you think the lair of the White Dragon would be like?"
Briar tilted her head, her eyes staring up at the dome as she swallowed her food. "Hmm... just a simple cave dug into the mountain, with a layer of frost covering the inside. It would be filled with treasures and bones."
Amos protested unhappily, "I'm telling you, this is racial discrimination. In some countries, you would be taken to court for this."
Belleia shrugged indifferently, "I'm just stating the facts! Aren't white dragons usually like this? But you've certainly improved my impression of white dragons."
Bellia joked and said, "Do you know what your nickname is among humans?"
Before Amos could ask, Bellia burst out laughing and said, "Peel-skin dragon! Hahaha!"
The silver dragon old man also had a hint of a smile in the corner of his eye.
Amos had a black line on his forehead and decided in his heart that when Count Dumbledore came, he must be given a pair of small shoes to wear.
In the distance, in the castle of Count Dumbledore in the city of Belly, Count Dumbledore still did not know that he had been tricked by a certain silver dragon. He sneezed and rubbed his nose with his finger.
"Strange! I don't have a cold!"
The enjoyable lunch passed in a happy atmosphere.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, Amos leaned back in his chair and said directly, "Well, now that we've eaten our fill, it's time to talk about whatever brought you here."
Silver Dragon cleared his throat and spoke, "I apologize for the sudden visit. Allow me to introduce myself first. My name is Silver Dragon - Jet Tesla Nexus Dain, but you may also call me Kai Rodmano, which is my pseudonym in the human world. I am a scholar."
"At the same time, I am also a member of the Nine-Eyed Alliance. I heard about you from Little Beria and came to have a look out of curiosity."
The Silver Dragon Scholar sits up straight and says, "After observing you, the White Dragon - Amos Aldrich, Me - a member of the Nine-Eyed Alliance, and the Silver Dragon - Jestersla Nexus, now officially invite you to join the Nine-Eyed Alliance."
Amos frowned and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I have to decline."
Beriah asked in surprise, "Why? Do you have a better option than the Nine-Eyed League? Or have you joined another organization already?"
Amos shook his head and said, "Neither of them. For me, freedom is above all else. I don't want to be tied down by any organization, so I won't join any."
Bai Liya frowned and said, "Then you shouldn't have become a Lord Dragon. Do you know how dangerous it is for a Lord Dragon with no one to rely on, especially a five-colored dragon?"
Amos was very surprised that the little silver dragon would kindly remind him. "Miss Beria, thank you for your kindness, but I have already made up my mind."
At this time, a lazy voice came from outside the reception room: "Oh~! I heard the food calling!"
PS: A dragon design created by the Black Prison's Dark Flame Dragon, Silver Dragon Scholar, makes an appearance as a supporting character.
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