After I cultivated immortality, I discussed the theory of lifespan with a long-lived spirit.

Chapter 124: Retrieved a piece of waste paper

At this moment, Ilulian flew down and stood protectively in front of Lin'er, her eyes warily fixed on Ovira, with a faint aura of wind swirling around her.

Lin Er gently raised his hand, indicating that Ilulian didn't need to be too nervous.

He then looked at Ovira and said calmly, "What use is grain if you want to please your father? Wouldn't it be better to exchange it for gold?"

As everyone knows, no dragon dislikes shiny gold.

Ovira's eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded repeatedly, her wings fluttering happily as she said, "You're right! Gold will do, but moving so much grain is really troublesome."

This guy really doesn't hold back.

Lin Er remained expressionless and continued, "But as you can see, we only have grain here. If we want gold, we'll have to look elsewhere."

"Hmm—I get it!" Ovira tilted her head, a look of sudden realization on her face, and said, "You're planning to transport the grain to Watchtower City to sell, right? In that case, just give me half of the money from selling the grain!"

Lin Er readily agreed, "Sure, you can come with us to Watchtower City. Once the grain is sold, we'll give you half of it."

"No need for all that trouble." Ovira pulled out a roll of parchment with a dark sheen from somewhere, waved it gently in her hand, and said, "Just sign this contract. I'll come and get it from you when I have time."

Lin Er looked at the contract, and the text on it changed accordingly.

The Dragon Demoness has presented you with a contract demanding that you hand over half of the proceeds from the sale of grain to her.

No penalty for breach of contract.

A contract—this is the third time I've encountered one.

None of the contracts he had encountered before had any binding effect on him. It seems that the power of contracts in this world has limited effect on cultivators.

Lin Er snapped out of his thoughts and calmly said, "Okay, I'll sign."

"Wait!" Ilulian hurriedly grabbed his hand, lowering her voice urgently, "Lin'er, if you sign this contract, you really will have to pay her half the money. And as long as you have the contract, she can find you anytime."

Lin Er gently shook his head, gave her a reassuring look, and signed the contract without hesitation.

As expected, he didn't feel any change at all; it was as if he had signed an ordinary contract with no binding force whatsoever.

When Ovira saw Lin Er sign the contract, the corners of her mouth curled up.

Foolish human! She didn't specify the exact amount of money to be given to him in the contract, yet he didn't even notice such a detail.

I'll just fill in 10,000 gold coins. When he finds out the truth, he'll probably cry from anger.

whee.

She quickly suppressed her smile and said calmly, "Okay, I'll be going now."

"Wait a minute," Lin Er called out to her. "Since half of this grain is yours, wouldn't it be faster to get paid sooner if you helped us transport it?"

"That's true." O'Viola blinked and readily agreed, "Then I'll give these horses some extra energy!"

She spread her wings, hovered in mid-air, and chanted an ancient and resonant dragon language. Her voice was clear and powerful, as if it possessed a kind of invigorating magic.

Upon hearing the dragon's words, the exhausted horses immediately perked up their ears, their limbs seemed to be filled with renewed strength, and even their breathing became heavy and powerful.

Several drivers who were nearby were also accidentally affected by the dragon's words. They were immediately invigorated, their eyes wide open, as if they had suddenly drunk a large bottle of energy potion.

Ovira circled the caravan twice more, casting Dragon's Blessing several times. Once all the horses were invigorated, she landed gently, a barely perceptible hint of fatigue flashing across her face.

"Okay, I'm off now~"

She waved her little hand, turned around, and spread her wings.

Before she could finish speaking, Ilulian suddenly unleashed two wind blades, striking Ovira directly from behind!

Ovira was prepared; she flapped her wings and dodged to the side, angrily shouting, "How could you do this! I wasn't going to hit you, and you still ambushed me!"

Illulian didn't answer at all, but leaped onto the dragon eagle and soared into the air, her twin swords already drawn.

Seeing this, Ovira quickly flew into the sky, and the dragons that had been circling for a long time rushed over to cover her retreat.

After a chase, their figures gradually disappeared into the distant sky.

Manager Walter and the group of coachmen looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

Lin Er said in a deep voice, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and get out of the valley."

With Ovira's blessing of dragon language, the entire convoy's speed increased significantly, and they soon drove out of Blackrock Canyon smoothly.

About half an hour later, when the convoy reached the vicinity of an abandoned village, Illulian returned in her dragonhawk.

She landed beside Lin Er, her voice tinged with apology: "I'm sorry—I couldn't kill her and take back the contract."

Lin Er smiled and said, "Sister Ilulian, don't blame yourself. Actually, I used a little trick and didn't really sign that contract."

"But I clearly saw you sign the contract."

"If you didn't notice, sister, there's even less chance that the female dragon descendant could have noticed."

Seeing Lin Er's confident demeanor, Ilulian gradually became hesitant.

Lin Er continued, "Sister, if you don't believe me, you can wait a few days and see. She definitely won't be able to find me."

"it is good."

Ilulian nodded.

After shaking off Ilulian, Ovira looked down at her dress, which was torn in several places and was now tattered.

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This was her favorite dress, and she had secretly sent someone to Watchtower to order it; it was extremely difficult to obtain.

Ovira clenched her fists, her face full of anger.

"That elf is so awful. Luckily, she didn't steal the contract."

Ovira took out the contract again; a piece of the parchment had been cut off. If she had been any slower, it would have been in two pieces by now.

"It must have been that human who instructed them; they're trying to renege on their debt."

Ovira grew angrier the more she thought about it, and directly filled in one million gold coins on the contract, meaning he would never be able to pay it back in his lifetime.

Upon returning to Dragonthroat Castle, Ovira, not wanting her butler Lysen to see her disheveled state, flew straight back to her bedroom balcony.

Several human maids came to greet her and quickly helped Ovira change into a new outfit.

Ovira asked softly, "While I was away, did those dragonborn come to bully you?"

The maids shook their heads and replied, "They haven't come since Master crushed their fingers last time."

Upon hearing this, Ovira felt relieved.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and the butler, Leisen, asked her to come over.

Ovira had her maid straighten her collar, then got up and left the bedroom, proudly taking out the contract.

Butler Lyson took a look and his expression became somewhat strange.

"Miss Ovira, are you sure this contract is in effect?"

Ovira was taken aback. She quickly checked and found that the contract had clearly taken effect, but she still couldn't detect Lin'er's location.

She blinked, somewhat bewildered, still not understanding what was going on.

Leisen glanced at her and added in a flat tone, "In my opinion, Miss Ovira, you've probably snatched back a piece of worthless paper."

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