"Wait! You're Gris? That Black Dragon from Sasha's rumors!"
At this moment, the usually taciturn elderly Bronze Dragon suddenly spoke up, interrupting and attracting the attention of all the dragons.
"Huh...?"
Gris quickly scrambled to his feet.
"You know me?"
Seranthir didn't answer, instead examining Gris with a scrutinizing gaze. After a few seconds, his brow furrowed into a deep scowl.
He turned to look at Sasha, his eyes seeming to say, "You took a liking to *this* thing?"
Sasha was also embarrassed, not daring to meet Seranthir's eyes. After all, Gris's current appearance was utterly shameful for a dragon.
"Hey, old man, what's your deal? Why just stare and not say anything?"
"Disrespecting one's superiors, showing no regard for elders."
Hearing Gris's words, the look of disdain in Seranthir's eyes intensified.
"What did you say? You're talking to us Chromatic Dragon about respecting elders? How presumptuous, are you out of your..."
"Gris, that's enough. Stop talking."
Sasha hurriedly spoke up to stop Gris's suicidal behavior.
One must know, this elderly Bronze Dragon had only returned to Dragon Island in the last few centuries. In the past, he had spent his days punishing evil on the high seas, earning a formidable reputation.
While Bronze Dragons are not the type to anger easily, they also do not tolerate being provoked.
"Oh..."
Gris also realized his mistake. After all, if one thought about it from a human perspective, this could be considered meeting the parents, right?
Shouldn't he at least try to leave a good impression?
"Hmph! For Sasha's sake, I won't bother arguing with a junior like you."
"Alright, alright, Uncle Seranthir, please don't take it too much to heart."
Sasha began to soothe him, then turned to introduce him to Jona Velli and the others.
"This is my elder, the elderly Bronze Dragon Seranthir. He is a powerful overlord of the seas who returned to Dragon Island only in the last hundred years."
Seranthir nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
Jona Velli looked at him. She didn't detect any contempt in Seranthir's eyes; apart from his dislike for Gris, his attitude towards them seemed... acceptable?
Thinking this, Jona Velli actually took the initiative to extend her hand.
"Hello, I am the White Crystal Lord, the Variant White Dragon Jona Velli. You may also address me as the King of Time Wheel and Frost, or the white crystal time king."
Jona Velli's initiative actually caught Seranthir off guard, as this was very unlike the usual conduct of Chromatic Dragon.
However, out of courtesy, he extended his hand and shook hers in a friendly manner.
"Hello, I am Seranthir of the Thunderous Sea. By seniority, you should address me as Uncle Seranthir or just Uncle."
"Mm, alright, Seranthir."
Among Chromatic Dragon, juniors directly calling elder dragons by their names is quite common. However, among Metal Dragons, familial relationships are emphasized. While not overly strict, distinctions should still be made.
Though Seranthir felt somewhat displeased by Jona Velli using his name directly, considering the aura she had just displayed—merely a White Dragon—he decided not to make too big a deal of it.
Thinking this, Seranthir ignored Jona Velli's form of address. Just as he was about to ask a question, Jona Velli interrupted.
"This isn't the place to talk. Sasha has just returned, so I shall prepare a welcome for you all."
Saying this, Jona Velli used her bloodline connection to notify Medusa and the other Dependents to quickly prepare food.
"The food will take a little while to prepare. How about we go for a stroll first?"
Naturally, Jona Velli was speaking to Seranthir.
Although she wasn't afraid of Seranthir—in fact, she believed she could defeat him relatively easily—
for now, as both Metal Dragons and Chromatic Dragon are part of the dragon race, there was no need to make their relationship too tense.
Perhaps this was also related to her Variant Time Dragon bloodline, which contained a fusion of both Metallic and Five-Color Dragon lineages.
When she thought about it carefully now, she realized she didn't dislike or resent these two major dragon types.
Seranthir scrutinized Jona Velli. He had expected a refusal, but surprisingly, she nodded in agreement.
"That would be fine."
This would be a good opportunity to take a proper look at this so-called White Crystal City.
It would facilitate his final decision.
"Then come along. Let's go for a stroll. No need to be formal. If you have any questions, Fenni can answer them for you."
Saying this, Jona Velli led Seranthir and the other dragons on a leisurely walk.
Fenni twitched the corner of her mouth, thinking internally: *I'll really be grateful for this.*
Nevertheless, she obediently flew to Seranthir's side, hovered, and gave him a respectful bow.
"Hello, my name is Fenni. I am at your service."
Seranthir examined Fenni and nodded in response.
"Hello."
Metal Dragons were quite fond of these little creatures.
Especially mischievous Copper Dragons, who would be delighted to discuss methods of pranking other beings with Little Fairies and find it entertaining.
Meanwhile, Gris patted the dirt and gravel off his body and, with a nervous yet grinning expression, came to Sasha's side.
"Hehehe... Miss Sasha, long... long time no see."
Seeing Gris like this, Sasha found it both amusing and somewhat exasperating.
She immediately used a cleaning spell to tidy Gris up.
"Alright, let's go."
"Mm!"
Gris's smile beamed brightly.
Indeed! Sasha still cared about her!
At that moment, only Harmody and Ailar were left standing in place, staring at each other wide-eyed.
"Should... we also follow, you think?"
"Yeah!"
...Along the way, the overall atmosphere of White Crystal City took the Bronze Dragon Seranthir by surprise.
There was none of the chaos, evil, oppression, or fear typical of Five-Color Dragon rule.
On the contrary, the environment here was relatively tranquil, peaceful, harmonious, joyful, relaxed, and pleasant. Each monster had its own tasks to do.
Overall, it was even more orderly than most human governance.
Dwarves ran various blacksmith shops, forging weapons and equipment within.
There were also White-Scaled Goblins working alongside them, engraving runes and magical patterns.
Tall Dragon-Blooded Knights patrolled diligently, leaving no room for negligence.
There were also strange humanoid alchemical golemss, operating almost independently, reaching a semi-automated state. There were even many novel and peculiar drinks and foods.
Seranthir watched a young Demi-human child not far away, who was holding a strange food in its hand.
It emitted waves of cold air.
"That is...?"
Fenni naturally saw what Seranthir was looking at and patiently explained.
"In reply to Lord Seranthir, what that little Demi-human is holding is a product called ice cream."
"ice cream? Why have I never heard of it?"
Even Seranthir, who had lived for thousands of years and traveled the world twice, had never heard of any term like 'ice cream'.
Fenni puffed out her little chest.
"Of course, this is a food invented by the White Crystal Lord herself.
It can help cool down and relieve summer heat for ordinary creatures who haven't stepped into the extraordinary, and replenish their energy.
It can also satisfy cravings, provide relaxation, and replenish moisture."
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