NovelAppChapter 1690 Finally, Silas revealed his request. Dragos was beyond the reach of society, and had survived on its own with its own clan laws away from the rest of the world. They never caused trouble to anyone... but that didn't mean they could have peace. The dragon's saliva was their clan treasure which blessed their land, but its rarity and value had brought them a lot of danger. Over the years, the number of greedy people that tried to attack the village had increased, each more scheming than the other. It was clear that the dragon's saliva brought them more trouble than blessings, so the villagers of Dragos had to find something to protect them if they wanted to survive.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSilas had been worried sick about such things until he met Stefan.
Although Stefan was rude, he was different from the others who had cto the village. Silas could tell he was a refined person, and that had given Silas hope. On that day, the guards at the memorial chamber had caught Stefan, tied him up, and left him in the hall at the head of the village. The villagers raged, wanting him to be punished for what he had done to their beloved dragon-they wanted to cook him over a fire to pacify the dragon's wrath. Silas tried his best to dissuade them, and finally locked Stefan up in a dark room beside the memorial chamber. He figured someone would cto Stefan's rescue given his status, and when that happened, he could negotiate with them. As expected, Quinton and Xavier had cover with their men right away, and they were more powerful than Silas imagined. The fact that they chose not to destroy the village to rescue Stefan made Silas feel they could be trusted, and that perhaps they could have the power to protect Dragos and its villagers.
"My request might be a little unreasonable but... it's the price you have to pay for taking the dragon's saliva." Silas had stopped being aggressive, and his old face looked desperate and hopeful. "If you agree, Dragos will live on fora very longtime." "That's it?" Xavier asked, looking perplexed. He thought they would ask for a lot of money, but their request was rather simple. He felt quite sympathetic for the people of Dragos after hearing their story, so he didn't find the request unreasonable.
"If you say yes, we'll need your thumbprint for confirmation. If not... we'll risk our lives to fight you!" The surrounding villagers immediately tensed up when Silas said that, and gripped their weapons tightly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"There's no need for that. This guy and | have men-they can stand guard at the foot of the mountains or at the head of the village to protect you all throughout the year as long as you let Stefan go. It's completely free of charge." Xavier agreed quickly. It wasn't tough for him to arrange such a thing.
"I don't object either." Quinton looked at Silas. Compared to Xavier's casual attitude, he was more sincere. "I don't have many men, but they're bold and loyal. | believe they'll do their best to protect Dragos as long as | tell them to." "That's great." Silas sighed in relief.
Quinton added, "But my sister might need to use the dragon's saliva given her condition; | hope you can agree to that." "If you both sincerely protect Dragos, you'll be considered our saviors. We might be a little rough around the edges, but we're honest people. Yes, the dragon's saliva is rare, and we get less than fifty milliliters of it every year, but we're not so stingy to keep it when it can save our savior's life," Silas said straightforwardly.
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