Cervantes hummed a little song and walked through a swamp.

There are no trees around, and the low-lying terrain makes it difficult for surface water to drain smoothly and infiltrate, and it is flat as far as the eye can see.

Being a part of the black dragon's bloodline made him like this moist and slightly rotten aura, and coupled with the 'reward' that Latinia had said before, it made him even more excited.

How much wealth can an adult dragon have? No one knows, they don't know that other than Cervantes, a dragon who often walks around human society, the average dragon doesn't actually have much wealth.

Dragons are known to love treasure, so they have the impression that they have been able to collect a lot of treasure during their long lives, and that after each successful dragon slay, the dragon slayers have been able to gain a great amount of wealth in addition to glory.

But most of the dragons that will be targeted by dragon slayers are evil dragons, since they are notorious evil dragons, then naturally they have done some bad things, for dragons, the only bad things they can do is probably 'snatching treasures', even killing people and destroying towns are only incidental, ordinary dragons, even evil dragons don't particularly like to kill, because it doesn't mean anything to them.

Ordinary humans are like little bugs to them, and no amount of killing them will give them any satisfaction.

In addition to the treasure possessed by the dragon, the dragon itself is a valuable 'treasure', blood, bones, muscles, scales, skin, dragon horns, etc. are all very valuable magical materials - just like the maid will take some blood from Cervantes from time to time to study and make magical items.

In fact, the average dragon is very poor......

If there were no lizardmen, goblins, and other wild intelligent beings to serve, how could those lazy dragons who slept in a year or two alone collect treasures?

The magic materials that other intelligent beings think are treasures are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the dragons, and they are lazy by nature, even the evil dragons go out to rob maybe once in ten or even decades, how can they have a lot of treasures?

'Poverty' is the universal ecology of the dragon race!

Of course, this poverty is also relative, after all, dragons have a long lifespan, and can accumulate some gold and silver treasures.

How much treasure does the dragon have and the money it has stolen from the Church of Wealth......

Cervantes thought about it and couldn't help but smirk.

Although the part of the Church of Fortune needs to be returned, the treasure owned by the black dragon belongs to him!

The wishful thinking in Cervantes's heart crackled, and even his steps became a little more cheerful, and as the distance drew closer, his steps became faster and faster.

He wasn't afraid that the cousin would find him, because when he got close, the cousin should have found out, and now, the cousin should be avoiding him!

"Cousin, where are you, come out and play!" Cervantes shouted happily into the clearing in front of him, "I know you're around here, and if you don't come out, it's time for me to look for you!"

After shouting, Cervantes listened intently for a while, but did not hear any response.

Cervantes sighed sadly, it seemed that his cousin did not want to pay attention to him.

The dragon looks at kinship very lightly, in addition to direct blood relatives, if it is a metal dragon, it is better, at least it can be chatted, if it is a color dragon, it is basically a vigilant psychology.

It's not a strange thing for the colored dragons to snatch treasure from each other, let alone 'cousins', even between siblings who have a bad relationship, after all, the colored dragons are mostly evil.

However, since she promised Latinia to solve these things, of course she had to do it to the end, otherwise the promised reward would definitely be gone.

And it's good to warm up a little before the big war......

Cervantes licked his lips, laughed twice, and whispered, "Cousin, are you really not coming out?"

"Let's talk about it first, I'm a thug invited by the Fortune Church, you return what you grabbed now, I can still let you live, if you don't come out, I'll rob you!"

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement around.

Shaking his head and sighing, the black dragon whispered: "Self-inflicted, don't live......"

At his feet, a flame lit up and then silently spread around.

The heat climbed the surface of the plants, burned them out, and the light bloomed in the low-lying land, and the infinite light and heat made the swamp begin to steam, and the water vapor and embers turned into wisps of transparent ribbons.

Standing in the middle of the fire, Cervantes raised his hands and the flames rose high and fell like a tidal tide to the heights, filling the dark and decaying swamp with heat and light.

"Hahaha......"

Wild laughter echoed in the air, and at the sound of Cervantes' laughter, a black dragon covered in mud and sewage suddenly emerged from under the boiling water beside Cervantes.

"Roar—"

"Yo, cousin, hello!" Cervantes said with a smile as he turned his head to greet him.

I saw that a dragon's claw was fiercely covered!

Rumble!

The earth sank under the dragon's claws, and the sewage that had accumulated in the land exploded, only to be evaporated by the flames in the air.

"You're kind of funny with this greeting!"

The black dragon looked up in amazement, and a figure with wings on its back stood in the air, flames lingering around him, like a tamed beast.

Cervantes clasped his hands to his chest and looked at his expression condescendingly.

The consternation on the black dragon's face was clearly visible, and it was really hard for ordinary people to imagine that a giant dragon with scales on its face could make such a rich expression.

Whew-

The next moment, a black shadow streaked through the air, and the black dragon's sturdy tail swept past where Cervantes had been, but it swung into the air.

"Shh

The black dragon hurriedly looked around, but the figure did not appear in his field of vision.

The flames around him rolled and licked his wet scales, leaving his skin unbearably dry.

The black dragon had the intention to end this battle as soon as possible, but it was obviously impossible, his 'cousin' was too strong......

"Cousin, where are you looking?"

A faint sigh came from the back of his head, and the black dragon's eyes condensed, and he changed into a human form, and as soon as he landed, a riding boot suddenly appeared in front of him-

Kicking the cousin's body off the ground with one leg, Cervantes slammed his left foot hard with a cruel smile on his face, and his left hand reached out and grabbed one of the calves of the black dragon in front of him.

Before the black dragon's brain recovered from the concussion of the leg just now, it was grabbed by Cervantes on his left leg, and his body flying upside down instantly stopped in the air, but the next moment a powerful force came from the calf, and suddenly a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sky turned into a dirty black earth by the way-

Cervantes threw his cousin to the ground!

"Hmm!"

The black dragon slammed face down on the ground that was no longer soft due to the evaporation of water, and its entire body was embedded in the earth, and at this moment, the bones of the whole body seemed to be groaning.

Cervantes raised his right fist and took a deep breath, and his fist fell with a bang!

Tong!

The fist landed on the back of the black dragon's head, causing the ground beneath him to burst suddenly, and the body shook violently, and there was no more sound.

Cervantes slowly got to his feet, blood and brains dripping down his fingertips onto his original owner's back.

Looking coldly at the black dragon that had not moved for a while, Cervantes was overjoyed: "Hey, get one!"

Immediately afterward, he hummed a little song and went to find the black dragon's lair, and instead of bothering to ask, it was better to find it himself, and his cousin would not have told him anyway.

After Cervantes found the treasure and took it away, the black dragon lying on the ground dared to arch his head and pull his head out of the ground.

He touched the wound on the back of his head, gasped, and shivered in the direction of his cousin's departure.

Cervantes Doig Screaming Wind ...... I didn't expect him to be so powerful, and he is also a thug of the Church of Wealth!

The black dragon sat on the ground and looked around, sighing, the swamp seemed to be ruined......

Forget it, don't mess with those guys in the future!