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Chapter 33 - Chapter 33: It's Not That I Don't Trust You, Older Sister, It's Just That the Reputation of You Black Dragons Is a Bit Awkward

Following the principle of caution first, although dragons are ashamed of needing protection from other creatures, Jona Velli still believed that in the face of life, these so-called face and dignity seemed too insignificant.

"After you conquer other tribes, you can choose powerful monsters with strong will and strength to recommend to me, so I can transform more White Crystal Knights."

"Whether it's the White Crystal Knights or the Imperial Guards, they all need to constantly absorb fresh blood and continuously expand."

"Yes! My Lord!"

After making the arrangements, Jona Velli couldn't think of anything else that needed to be arranged for the moment, so she dismissed these White Crystal Knights and monsters.

After all, being constantly watched with such attention was really a bit stifling.

"Medusa, I need a large amount of food. Go arrange it."

"As you command, Great Master."

Medusa twisted her body and quickly left.

Jona Velli condensed an ice long table and seats in the square, signaling Gris and Friel to sit down.

"Is there anything else?"

Friel frowned, while Gris sat beside her in a thunderous posture.

Jona Velli showed a friendly smile and casually cast a shielding spell.

During these ten days, although Jona Velli was sleeping, she still visited the Inheritance Space from time to time, learning some knowledge and magic from it.

"Everyone, do you want to quickly enter adulthood?"

"Of course I do, why wouldn't I?"

Gris casually replied.

Only as an adult could he break through to Legendary, and only after breaking through to Legendary would he have the strength to seek revenge.

But it was too slow; to become an adult, it would take at least a hundred years, entering the dormant period of the adult stage.

"If what you want to say is just this kind of nonsense, then I'm sorry, but I can't stay."

After saying this, Friel stood up, ready to leave.

After all, she was still hungry right now.

But suddenly, Jona Velli's next words forcefully pulled back her intention to leave.

"I have a way to make us quickly become adults."

As soon as these words were spoken, Friel's expression stiffened, staring intently at Jona Velli's eyes, as if trying to see through her, to see if she was just being mischievous and teasing them.

Not only Friel, but even Gris rarely showed a serious expression, staring unblinkingly at Jona Velli.

But there was no trace of lying in Jona Velli's eyes; it was completely like stating a fact.

Jona Velli raised her left hand, spread her five fingers, and the index finger of her right hand transformed into a dragon finger covered in white scales. With a light scratch of her claw, the nail on her left middle finger was shaved flat.

Friel and Gris were puzzled, not understanding what this meant—a threat? Or... Friel slightly curled her lips and spoke faintly.

"Weekend."

The power of time appeared, and the broken nail began to grow rapidly.

"This is... time!!!"

Gris jumped up directly from his seat, shouting in astonishment, having unknowingly transformed into a Dragon-man, his gaze fixed on Jona Velli's nail.

He could sense that this was definitely not a dragon's recovery ability.

Seeing this scene, Friel seemed to understand something and was also surprised.

"Do you mean to..."

Before Friel could finish, Jona Velli nodded.

"That's right, as you imagine, I can use [Weekend] to accelerate our growth time, allowing us to become adults faster."

"Then what are we waiting for! Hurry up and do it, I can't wait!!"

Gris was already impatient, rubbing his hands together as he spoke.

Jona Velli gave him a sidelong glance.

"Sit properly, what's the rush?"

"What's the price?"

Friel wouldn't doubt that Jona Velli could use time to accelerate their growth, but she wouldn't believe that this big scoundrel in front of her would help them for no reason.

'See! I wasn't wrong, that guy's mouth is about to split to her ears, why doesn't she just laugh herself to death?'

Jona Velli's mouth was harder to suppress than an AK, after all, she had been waiting for this sentence.

She coughed lightly, pretending to be surprised.

"We're friends, how can you say that? Isn't that too distant? But since you brought it up, I can't just brush you off, hehehe~"

'This scoundrel...'

Friel gritted her teeth; how could this guy's skin be so thick?

"My requirement is that all the Magic Cores you obtain in the future must belong to me. Of course, I won't trick you forever—let's just make it a hundred years for now, how about that?"

Hearing such simple terms, Friel breathed a sigh of relief; as long as it wasn't being treated like a beast of burden, anything was fine.

Although Magic Cores are good things, that's only for other intelligent races, used as energy sources for constructs like Golems, Enchantment Forging, Spellcasting, trade currency, Ritual Materials, and such actions.

Moreover, consuming Magic Cores can increase Magic Reserves, but that's only for a few races.

For dragons, their inherent Magic Reserves are extremely vast, something other races can't hope to match—simply put, they have plenty to spare.

And, Magic Cores are mostly eaten by dragons as snacks; having them or not doesn't matter.

"Fine, I agree."

"I agree too."

Hearing their immediate agreement, Jona Velli grinned.

For dragons, a verbal acknowledgment is enough; there's no need to draft a Contract, because drafting a Contract is seen by dragons as a sign of distrust, a provocative act.

After all, dragons are proud and disdain deception.

I guarantee it with my dignity, but you don't trust me—aren't you just looking for trouble?

Of course, this doesn't apply to Green Dragons and Black Dragons, since these two are well-known for their deceit, tricking people is second nature to them.

Jona Velli pointed her fingertip, and a Contract formed from condensed magic appeared in front of Gris.

Seeing this, Gris narrowed his dragon eyes, his gaze unfriendly.

"Gris, it's not that I don't trust you, Older Sister, it's just that the reputation of you Black Dragons is a bit awkward. I believe you won't mind, right?"

As she spoke, Jona Velli's smile widened, and Gris couldn't help but twitch his mouth, almost gritting his teeth as he said.

"Hmph! Of course I don't mind."

'Dare I mind? Would it even matter if I did? Damn it!!'

Gris roared in his heart, but still obediently signed the Contract.

Seeing Gris's whole body resisting but having to comply, Jona Velli's heart was almost bursting with joy.

"OK~ It's settled then."

Jona Velli dispersed the Contract and cast [Weekend] on Friel and Gris.

Through her careful control, [Weekend] was in a state where it could increase their growth speed while forming a strange balance between Magic Consumption and Magic Recovery.

Now the growth speed of the three dragons had increased by 5% on the original basis.

This data would gradually increase as Jona Velli's internal Magic Reserves expanded and her recovery speed increased.

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