The earth had turned into scorched land.

In the center of the ruins scattered around, the Red Iron Dragon took a few leisurely steps, then suddenly lifted its head and spoke in a haunting tone, "Little Red-Scaled Dragon, where are you going?"

In mid-air.

Kahill, who had been quietly flapping her wings, trying to retreat away from the Red Iron Dragon, froze, then turned around stiffly and slowly landed on the ground.

Her mood was exceptionally tense at this moment.

The formidable Evil Dragon in front of her had saved her, but she wasn’t naïve enough to believe he had done so purely to rescue her without expecting anything in return. His imposing, unbelievably powerful form was more ferocious than any Giant Dragon she had ever seen, giving her a sense of oppression that even surpassed the adult Blue Dragon she had encountered in her tribe.

She had no doubt.

If she accidentally angered him, being skinned alive and eaten on the spot wasn’t out of the question.

"Powerful——"

Kahill sniffed the scent in the air carefully, her eyes scanning Galos’s body, catching sight of his winged tail, like a forest of sword thorns, his steel-forged strong limbs... and his features that combined those of a Red Dragon and Iron Dragon.

She hesitated for a moment, then lowered her dragon head and said:

"——Red Iron Dragon, thank you for your assistance. If this is your territory, please forgive my unintentional intrusion."

She raised her Dragon Wings, displaying the wounds on her body, and said, "I was being chased and had no choice."

For a small dragon with a humble attitude who knows her place.

Unless it’s an extremely chaotic and evil existence, a Great Evil Dragon generally won’t make things too difficult.

Red Dragon Kahill’s temperament was very irritable, but now it was a matter of life and death, and when power wasn’t enough to solve the problem, the wisdom of the Red Dragon began to take the high ground, explaining the reason for her arrival here in just a few words and asking for forgiveness for any possible unintended offense.

Galos walked towards the Red Dragon with a graceful stride.

He came with his head held high, controlling his steps, landing his claws calmly, but due to the overwhelming sense of oppression, he still gave Kahill an illusion as if the ground was shaking.

Over sixteen meters of a sturdy dragon body seemed to rise higher with each step.

In Kahill’s eyes, the approaching Red Iron Dragon gradually became infinitely majestic, while she seemed to grow increasingly insignificant, causing her to lose any thought of resistance.

Finally.

The body of the Red Iron Dragon completely obscured the vast moonlight, casting a shadow that enveloped Kahill from head to tail.

Huff! Huff!

The Dragon Wings flapped in the sky, stirring the air with a continuous sound, but Kahill no longer cared, her mind wholly overshadowed by the Red Iron Dragon before her. So when she snapped back to reality, she was startled to find two more dragons had arrived, landing on the ground and surrounding her.

Covered in dragon scales like red gemstones, exhaling a thick scent of sulfur, was a Red Dragon.

Draped in metallic scale armor of iron hue, with a cold expression and eyes that seemed to penetrate the soul, was an Iron Dragon.

With the eyes of the three great dragons focused on her, the immense sense of danger to her life instinctively made Red Dragon Kahill bare her teeth, her limbs crouched and tense, her dragon spine slightly arched, ready to fight for her life at any moment.

"Hey, not very old, but quite a temper."

Red Dragon Samantha grinned and said, "Little one, put away your meaningless defense, if we wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead."

Seeing Kahill reminded her of herself once.

Also covered in wounds.

Also hunted down with no way out.

However, Red Dragon Samantha didn’t feel any empathy; instead, having endured hardships herself, seeing another dragon with a similar experience made her inexplicably pleased.

Oh, it seems I’m not the only one who had unspeakable experiences when weak.

Instantly, she felt much better inside.

"Calm."

The Iron Dragon simply uttered two words, and Spiritual Energy swept over Kahill’s heart like a gentle breeze, dispersing her tension and fear, making her feel much calmer.

Immediately, Kahill’s gaze wandered between the three dragons.

A second later, she looked at the Red Iron Dragon again.

Even though the subsequent two dragons weren’t any less oppressive, it was clear who was the backbone among them; the Red Iron Dragon, even without speaking, still held the dominant position here.

"Brace yourself, it might hurt."

The Red Iron Dragon suddenly spoke.

Kahill blinked, slightly puzzled.

But in the next second, she understood why the Red Iron Dragon had said that.

Red Dragon Samantha suddenly raised her sharp claws, reaching towards Kahill across the air.

Crack, crack, crack!

The arrows embedded in her body suddenly began to tremble, covered in cracks under some inexplicable power, and snapped with a crunch.

This sudden pain made Kahill want to howl.

But she gritted her teeth fiercely, her claws digging into the ground, forcing herself not to make a sound.

"Who are you trying to impress by being so tough?"

Samantha cracked a wicked smile, clenching her hand in the air.

Her magical energy transformed into something akin to lightning, enveloping the metallic arrows inside and outside Kahill’s body.

Then, the crisp sound of shattering echoed within Kahill, including the heavy arrow that had pierced her entirely, breaking apart, and the fragments, guided by Samantha’s magical energy, zipped out of her wounds, carrying a stream of scalding Dragon Blood.

Hiss! Howl!

With pain from inside out, Kahill finally couldn’t help but tilt her head back and howl in agony.

Hearing this melodious cry of pain, Samantha nodded in satisfaction.

A few seconds later, Kahill felt much lighter, and without the obstruction of those foreign objects, the strong physique of the Dragon Race began to stabilize her steadily declining state.

In such a severely injured state.

For most other species, without special healing, their state would continue to decline until death, and even if they were rescued, they would inevitably have some hidden injuries affecting them for life.

But for the Dragon Race.

As long as they don’t die on the spot, after a period of deep sleep, they wake up as fierce as ever, with no lingering hidden injuries.

"Drink this."

Galos handed Kahill a bottle containing a red potion-like Magic Potion.

This wasn’t a High-Level Magic Potion taken from the Red Silver Dragon, but a potion made by the Shaman Mages in their tribe, not very advanced, but it could more or less supplement her life status.

Kahill silently took the red potion, then tossed it into her mouth along with the bottle, chewing and swallowing it.

The Magic Potion transformed into a slight warm flow in her stomach, making her feel much better, with a slight improvement in her lethargic state.

Through her ordeal in the wilderness, Kahill knew that there’s no free gift under the sun.

Her mind now worked with unprecedented clarity. She was very certain that the dragons before her, having saved her and given her a Magic Potion, definitely wanted something from her.

However.

Given the gap between them, whatever they wanted, she couldn’t resist; thus, she didn’t bother to show any more resistance or vigilance, simply accepting what was given.

"What price do I need to pay?"

She asked.

"Haha, you’re a smart Red Dragon, though not as smart as I am." Samantha nodded earnestly, then her expression turned serious, saying, "Little one, what you need to understand now is — we saved your life."

"Do you have any objections to this?"

As she asked, the Red Dragon’s pupils narrowed slightly, her tone turned deep and oppressive, and she placed a paw on Kahill’s shoulder, heavy enough to make her body sway, nearly collapsing to the ground.

"No."

Kahill said softly.

"Louder, I didn’t hear it clearly!"

"No objections! I know very well you saved me!"

"Good."

Samantha nodded in satisfaction, patting the shoulder of the young Red Dragon.

Then, the mature, cold voice of the Iron Dragon rang out, speaking in an orderly manner: "Since there are no objections, from now on, your life belongs to the Dragon Valley, to the Molten Iron Tribe, to our Ignas Dragon Group."

Do they want to squeeze me as a servant?

Then didn’t I escape from the Blue Dragon Group for nothing?!

After paying so many costs and going through so much, yet ultimately incapable of changing the original fate.

Red Dragon Kahill showed a look of defiance.

At this moment, the silent Red Iron Dragon spoke, asking, "What is your name?"

"Kahill."

The young Red Dragon replied.

The Red Iron Dragon looked down at the young dragon before him, speaking slowly in a calm, low voice, "Kahill, you will pledge your loyalty to us for fifty years to repay this life-saving grace. After that, whether you stay or leave is up to you."