It wasn't until he stepped onto the solid continent again, with no more jolting sensations, that Gris felt he had finally been reborn.
Many of the Dependents who suffered from seasickness felt the same way.
Stepping onto the grass, Jona Velli breathed in the fresh air and squinted her eyes with pleasure.
"I think I see my little cuties waving at me~"
Friel walked up to her side, spreading out her perception and cautiously surveying the surroundings.
"Why so nervous? Could it be that you're actually a coward?"
Jona Velli wouldn't pass up an opportunity to tease Friel. Friel glanced at her, her eye twitching.
'This piece of trash... Forget it, since you're so cute, I'll be the bigger person and overlook your pettiness.'
Friel ignored Jona Velli directly and walked past her to discern their location based on the terrain.
Seeing that Friel was ignoring her, Jona Velli suddenly became curious.
"Oh? Did you have a change of character?"
"Boring. Where do we go next? Straight to Yaxing Fortress?"
"Of course. Where else would we go? To the underground mines to check out the dwarves' mysterious private lives?"
Jona Velli smiled slightly, then turned around to give orders.
"Leave half of the personnel to guard the sailboat. Medusa, Liya, Gelina, you three are temporarily in charge here.
The rest of you, follow me!"
"Yes! Great Master/My Lady!"
As soon as Jona Velli finished speaking, she transformed into her original form and flew toward the southwest.
Gris and Friel did the same, keeping pace with Jona Velli. The remaining White Crystal Knights also unfurled the dragon wings on their backs and followed closely with their spatial tools... In just a few days, the group of monsters arrived at the dwarves' main city—Yaxing Fortress.
This massive city was built with a bold and expansive style. The surrounding city walls were all forged from steel; one could only imagine their hardness.
More importantly, the entire city had entered the steam age. She even saw steam cars—can you believe it?
"Tch~ This smell is truly awful."
Friel snorted, her red dragon head shaking.
Gris didn't mind; after all, as Black Dragons, they could even live in swamps.
But Jona Velli and Friel felt the same way, and for them, it was even worse.
The industrial pollution here was quite severe. The sky was filled with smog, a dark and oppressive blanket.
Friel was a Red Dragon, so these exhaust gases and the smell of sulfur were somewhat familiar to her.
But Jona Velli was a White Dragon; compared to these pungent odors, she preferred fresh air.
"I'm not coming back here. It smells bad."
"Alright, let's go down. Someone has already noticed us."
Looking at the dwarves who had already begun to turn their defensive magic cannons, Jona Velli immediately gave the order.
She didn't want to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings before they even spoke.
After saying that, she took the lead and dove downward. Friel clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction but followed suit.
Jona Velli landed outside the city, and the monsters behind her landed one after another.
Looking at the wary dwarves, Jona Velli transformed into her Dragon Girl form as a gesture of goodwill.
The overall alignment of the dwarves leaned toward Neutral Good. Although some clans were Lawful Neutral or Lawful Evil, the dwarves in this main city clearly did not belong to those categories.
Seeing the three giant dragons turn into dragon-human forms, the dwarves guarding the city walls looked at each other.
"By the Ore, it seems we've misunderstood."
"Let's go down and see. Stay on guard; these fickle fellows are not easy to deal with."
And so, a squad of dwarves huffed and puffed as they walked out of the city gates carrying iron hammers and shields.
"Dragons, what have you come to Yaxing Fortress for?"
Dwarves were bold and straightforward by nature, rarely playing mind games.
Therefore, communicating with dwarves more directly might actually win their favor.
"To trade. I want to see the Dwarf King."
Hearing this, the dozen or so dwarves exchanged looks, and one of them scratched his backside.
"His Majesty the Dwarf King... er, it might not be very convenient right now."
"Oh? Not convenient?"
"Yeah, His Majesty should be in high spirits right now. If you disturb him, I think you'll get your butt kicked until it's black and blue."
Hearing this, sparks flew from Friel's eyes.
No one was allowed to defile her property!
That's right, in Friel's heart, she had already regarded Jona Velli as her private property, with a value even slightly higher than gold coins.
Really just a little bit higher!
Gris's expression also darkened, but Jona Velli covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Haha, if that's really the case, I suppose I'll have to punch him back in a few decades."
Hearing this, the dwarves were stunned. They didn't expect this person to be as straightforward as they were.
Even though they were facing the evil Chromatic Dragons, it didn't stop them from gaining a bit of favor.
"Hey, you evil thing, you're quite interesting. I can take you to see His Majesty, but I need to know what you want to trade with him. Otherwise, that grumpy Big Beard might hammer me into the sky!"
Jona Velli smiled slightly.
"Of course. Not just the Dwarf King, even you big-butted fellows will be satisfied."
After saying that, the Mid-tier Spatial Ring on Jona Velli's index finger flickered, and in the next second, a meter-high wooden barrel appeared in her hand.
"Catch this, and don't get crushed to death. I don't want to make enemies with you for the time being."
With that, Jona Velli threw it toward the dwarf, the sound of breaking air following.
The dwarf raised both hands and just managed to catch the barrel that came shooting like a projectile.
But while he caught it, the powerful force sent him flying, slamming him into the city wall behind him.
Jona Velli clapped her hands.
"Hey! Are you dead?!"
The dwarf who had been knocked away shook his big head and stood up from the ground, though he was still a bit wobbly.
The other dwarves saw his pathetic state and laughed one after another.
"Partner, did you dig so much that your hands turned soft?"
"Brother, don't blame me for what happens tonight if you're like this."
The dwarf didn't care about the others' teasing.
"Such great strength! What's inside this?"
Jona Velli crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.
"Open it and see for yourself, won't you?"
Hearing this, the dwarf didn't hesitate and immediately pulled out the plug.
Instantly, a rich aroma of wine wafted out. For a dwarf, this stuff was no different from a top-tier succubus.
The moment that dwarf smelled it, his eyes bulged like copper bells. The other dwarves also smelled the mellow fragrance and crowded around, their eyes revealing greed and longing.
"This... this is!"
"By the Hammer, I've never smelled such a mellow and fine liquor in my life."
"Oh my mother, if I could have a sip, I'd be willing to sell myself for a hundred years."
But this group of crude dwarves did not follow their instincts; instead, they forced themselves to turn and look at Jona Velli.
"May I ask..."
"Drink as you please, think of it as a greeting gift. But let me warn you beforehand, the alcohol content of this wine is quite high."
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