Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

Nidhogg was complicated and angry inside. He finally had trust and closeness to a human being, but what he got in exchange was betrayal!

This is humiliating!

When he learned from Ron that the Witch of Fire, whom he had always been afraid of, had passed away for a long time, he was happy but depressed at the same time.

Although there is no restriction from the Flame Witch, if he falls into the hands of the human boy in front of him, the result will be the same, or even worse.

Ron served him wine and food, and said a lot of nice things, but Nidhogg roared angrily, saying that he would pay a heavy price.

"snort!"

Ron snorted coldly and looked straight in the past with his indifferent eyes, causing Nidhogg, who was still cursing angrily just now, to silence himself and stare at him blankly.

"You don't seem to understand your current situation. As long as I have a thought, you will be deprived of your will and become a puppet who only obeys my orders. You will do whatever I ask you to do."

Ron said something in a calm tone that made Nidhogg cringe.

"As the king of the black dragon clan, I will never obey your orders. The pride of the dragon clan cannot be insulted!"

Although Nidhogg retorted like this, he actually had no idea. He had felt the shackles of the invisible force on himself, and he couldn't break free even if he tried his best.

"Although I controlled you just now, I still treated you with courtesy and didn't do anything extraordinary to you."

Ron didn't pay attention to the other party's rebuttal and spoke slowly. Seeing Nidhogg quiet down, he smiled and addressed him as 'you' again.

"Mr. Nidhogg, I really have no choice but to do this to you. Please forgive me."

Ron apologized sincerely.

Upon seeing this, Nidhogg trembled, and his first reaction was that there was a trap!

He had defrauded me of four treasures like this before!

Ron's mouth twitched. Unexpectedly, his actions scared him out of his shadow. He said helplessly: "Mr. Nidhogg, you don't have to be like this. If you think about it carefully, if I really want to harm you, I can give you a direct order." , why bother?"

After hearing his explanation, Nidhogg calmed down and said in a pretentious manner: "What do you want me to do?"

"Mr. Nidhogg, please rest assured that I will not embarrass you."

Ron assured with a serious look on his face, and then said: "I mainly hope that you will not destroy my territory and do not harm my people."

He specifically used the word "hope" for emphasis, without any intention of forcing it.

Nidhogg was stunned, is this it? Gone?

There was an unexplainable feeling in his heart, but he glanced at Ron and he nodded silently.

"I can agree to your request."

He had no interest in this at first. How could the proud Dragon Clan care much about the life and death of ants on the ground?

"If you allow me, please give me the four-fifths of the territory you mentioned before."

Seeing Nidhogg's expression change slightly, Ron quickly said: "To show my sincerity, I am willing to offer you the treasure."

"No! This is absolutely not possible!"

Nidhogg's attitude was firm and there was no room for discussion.

"Two jars of fine wine every day."

Ron held out two fingers to bargain with him, but Nidhogg still shook his head in refusal.

"Ahem."

Ron's face darkened, his raised hand was flat on the table, and his eyes were fixed on Nidhogg.

Although he did not exude any power, Nidhogg's expression changed again and again.

"I thought about it, and it's not impossible."

Nidhogg said seriously. At this time, there was a slight change in his mentality. In the past, others looked at his face, but today it was the other way around. He felt strange.

"Haha, Mr. Nidhogg, I toast you this glass of wine."

Ron smiled. With another four-fifths of the territory, he could build a new city and expand the territory.

He was already thinking about how to build it in his mind.

"Is this really what you want? Don't you want to use my power to conquer all directions and seize power?"

Nidhogg calmed down. As an ancient intelligent life, he had seen all kinds of people in the world, and everyone was coveting the power of the dragon and praying to him.

Hearing this, Ron chuckled and said, "You mean to drag you to destroy other kingdoms, even empires, and then become the king and emperor yourself, right?"

Nidhogg looked solemn and nodded slightly.

"I have no such interest. As long as I manage my territory well, that's enough."

Seeing that his glass of wine was empty, Ron stood up, opened a new jar of wine, and filled it up.

"Then you asked me for that area just now." Nidhogg was puzzled and asked as he watched him fill his glass with wine.

Ron sat back in his seat and spoke casually, "According to the laws of the Kingdom of Carlo, it belongs to me, Baron Arnold. I originally wanted to wait for the city to settle down before going to develop it, but you, The master of Black Valley Forest is here, so I naturally want to discuss it with you."

Hearing this, Nidhogg's expression became complicated. He didn't care about this so-called 'discussion' method.

Seeing the change in Nidhogg's expression, Ron smiled calmly and said: "Mr. Nidhogg, you don't need to pay too much attention. If you are willing, we are still friends. You can come here every day to enjoy good food and wine, and I am willing to entertain you."

"If you are free, I will take you around the city. I know that you understand human society, but I assure you that Miracle City is very different from other places. You must have never seen it."

Nidhogg noticed that when Ron said this, there was no concealed pride and a hint of showoff in his words.

It was as if he was showing off the treasures he had acquired to other dragons, and had the illusion of finding someone of the same kind.

Just listen to Ron say again: "Oh, if you enter the city, be sure not to reveal your true identity."

"Of course I know, you don't need to remind me." Nidhogg retorted without hesitation, but regretted it as soon as he said it.

Doesn't this mean he agreed?

Ron looked at him with a half-smile, which made Nidhogg very angry. He picked up the newly filled wine glass and took a big sip to feel comfortable.

After just a few words, the dull atmosphere was subtly resolved. One person and one dragon enjoyed the food and chatted and laughed as usual.

It seems that the previous conflict never happened.

Nidhogg held the wine glass. Ron stood up again to pour wine for him and inadvertently touched his fingers.

With a thought in my heart, a character card is generated.

[Golden Eight Stars]

【Nidhogg】

【picture】

[Favorability: 52 (fuzzy)]

[Entry 1: The Majesty of the Dragon King (Purple)]

[Entry 2: Dragonborn (Purple)]

[Entry 3: Monopoly (Purple)]

[Entry 4: Twinkle, twinkle, sparkle (purple)]

[Entry 5: Nothing more than three (purple)]

[Entry 6: Compassion (Purple)]

[Entry 7: Mythical Beast (Purple)]

[Entry 8: The guilty person (purple)]

——[The Majesty of the Dragon King (Purple): You are the king of the dragon clan. You are born noble and cannot be offended. Weaken physical damage by 90%, weaken magic damage by 90%, and greatly resist other negative effects]

——[Dragonborn (Purple): You have the blood of a pure-blood dragon, you have a long lifespan and strong learning ability, and you have great curiosity about things]

——[Monopoly (Purple): You are extremely possessive of treasures and are good at appreciating all valuable treasures. When you go out, the chance of encountering treasures is greatly increased]

Ron was trembling in his heart, but he calmly retracted his hand and sat back in his seat.

Golden eight stars!

That is the legendary eighth level!

Nidhogg is a pure-blooded dragon, and he is also a Dragon King. He has a total of 8 entries, all of purple quality.

This is very scary.

It is worth noting that the Water Fairy King has a golden entry, the Witch also has a golden entry, but the Black Dragon King does not.

However, even if there is no golden entry, each of Nidhogg's purple entries is very powerful, and together they are enough to challenge any force on the continent.

Ron also noticed the favorability column, which unexpectedly had 52 points. The description was "vague", not hatred, which showed that Nidhogg had complicated feelings for him.

Ron became more and more enthusiastic about this. As he poured wine again and again, Nidhogg's favorability towards him increased little by little, until at 59 o'clock, he stopped moving.

Ron is not disappointed either. This is already a very good result. The other party's grudge has not been completely resolved yet, it just takes time.

The good time was very short. When it was time for Nidhogg to leave, what happened today was a bit dreamy to him. The majestic king of the black dragon clan was actually enslaved by a human, and the other party only asked not to harm him. A small request from the people.

I wouldn't even dare write about this in a storybook.

"Mr. Nidhogg, I look forward to your arrival tomorrow." Ron stood in the pavilion, raised his hand and shouted to the black dragon in the sky.

Nidhogg transformed into a dragon and hovered in the air, looking at Ron on the ground. This scene seemed like yesterday, and he still maintained a great affection for him.

Inexplicably, strange emotions emerged in my heart, and my favorability level was +1.

Uh-huh.

In the blink of an eye, the surroundings returned to brightness, and the dragon was no longer in the sky.

At this moment, the stone in Ron's heart finally fell to the ground. The 'Shadow Prisoner' could indeed control the other party, but if he wanted to use him as a puppet to issue orders, he had to completely destroy the other party's will.

It would be okay if he had just become a legend, but at that time Ron judged that Nidhogg was at least level seven or above. In the process of destroying his will, if the other party desperately resisted, the consequences would be disastrous.

Moreover, what's more important is that Ron doesn't want to do that. He thinks Nidhogg is a good dragon.

He had to admit that he was very happy spending these days with Nidhogg. He was knowledgeable and knew many interesting things, and his words were as humorous and interesting as the stories he told.

A Dragon King with self-will is far more meaningful than a puppet that only follows orders.

Of course, Ron will also regard Nidhogg as the secret trump card of the Arnold territory. No one will know that the master of the Black Valley Forest is a part of his combat power.

Ron will not use this trump card easily. Usually, Sig and the others only need to deal with things.

Ron would only order Nidhogg to take action when life and death was at stake.

An eighth-level black dragon king's thug, even the three major empires would be intimidated by him.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Ron's face. He could guess that Nidhogg would definitely check his body after returning, hoping to relieve Ron of his control.

But that was in vain.

Once the 'prison slave' takes effect, the only way to relieve it is to destroy the mirror and let the rules existing in the mirror disperse back to the world.

When the mirror is not in use, it will be stored in the double beads by Ron, and the space inside the double beads cannot be explored.

All in all, Nidhogg had no chance of escaping Ron's control.

Deep in the Black Valley Forest, the core area.

A huge black dragon is entrenched on a giant tree that is huge enough to hold up the sky.

In front of the giant tree, a waterfall hung from the sky, falling like a flood and 'striking' on the rocks below, bouncing off and falling around to form a clear pool of water.

Hundreds of small and large black dragons soared and leaped around the giant tree, using the waterfall as a drawing paper to create a spectacle.

This is the ‘Dragon Valley’.

The largest black dragon on the giant tree is Nidhogg. This is his 'throne', and other dragons dare not touch the place.

"What kind of magic is it? There is no trace at all." Nidhogg opened his eyes with confusion. He tried for several days, but could not find any trace of magic at all.

This made him doubt himself.

Dragons are the creatures closest to elemental life. They are very proficient in magic and have a strong natural affinity.

Even if you don't study seriously, you will naturally use magic as you grow up. This is one of the capitals of the Dragon Clan's pride.

Not to mention Nidhogg, the Dragon King. He is the most proficient in magic among all black dragons, but he didn't find even a trace.

"Are you lying to me?"

Nidhogg raised his huge head, with flames in his dragon eyes. The next moment, he soared into the sky and headed towards the outskirts of the Black Valley Forest.

Then the roar of dragons sounded in the valley.

"The king went to find that human again. Every time he brought back the wine, we could only smell it, and we didn't know when he would be able to give us a taste." A little black dragon said.

"The king is so stingy, how could he let us taste it? Look at the treasures in the king's collection. Have any of you dragons touched them?"

"What you said makes sense. Why don't we go find that human being ourselves? I'll trade the stones I picked up for him."

An older black dragon immediately reprimanded: "You don't want to live anymore. There is an evil witch outside who will tear your bones apart and put you on the fire pit to roast and eat!"

"Huh? So scary?"

The little black dragon was frightened and covered his head with his wings, trembling.

"How could I lie to you? Even the old black dragon of our clan said so. Only someone as powerful as the king would dare to go out."

The older black dragon swore so firmly that he looked like I was doing my best for you, which convinced all the little black dragons present that they had no intention of leaving.

A few days later.

Sigur's group who went to the ancient ruins finally returned. Just as Sigur had cleaned up the dust and went to report to the Lord, he suddenly raised his head and stared at the sky with a serious expression.

The next second, Sig disappeared from the spot, and with a click, cracks appeared on the ground and spread to all sides.

In the sky, Nidhogg flew directly over the Baron's Palace, and when he was about to descend, a fist suddenly appeared in front of him.

Bang!

There was a loud noise in the sky, and the sound waves broke through the clouds like smoke rings.

Nidhogg, who was punched in the face, felt very uncomfortable. The two forces of extreme fire and extreme cold were sent into his body from the area where he was hit, raging inside his body.

Even with his powerful dragon body, he also felt uncomfortable.

He turned his head angrily, his eyes fixed on the culprit who was falling rapidly.

"You little insect, you pissed me off!"

Below, Sig looked serious. He didn't expect that with his full combat power, 81 times the emotional release, and the assistance of the Beyond the Holy Grail, the attack he caused would not hurt the dragon in front of him!

Seeing the dragon accelerating its descent, the huge body carrying the strong wind sweeping down, Sig was about to fight to the death when a cold voice came from the ground. The sound penetrated the invisible pressure barrier and was blown away by Nidhogg and Sig. Ge heard.

"stop."

There is a second update today.