Evolving Silver Dragon - Chapter 442
Chapter 442: 460 Noble Quality_1
He hated flames, cared for trees, and was putting a lot of effort into healing the almost dead center of Nolan Forest from its roots.
All of these made Otto think of that big shot.
This guy, if nothing unexpected happens, should be the embodied will of the Father of the Forest, Silvanus.
This was a truly influential figure.
Under normal circumstances, his incarnation would either be a wise old man with gray-brown, wrinkled and cracked skin like tree bark,
or a tall, handsome young man wearing armor with oak leaf carvings.
His appearance in this bizarre form this time is probably a borrowed body of a hawkman.
After roughly guessing the identity of the other party, Otto still didn’t intend to leave.
Otto wouldn’t be scared off by a line or two, and besides, Nolan Forest was still his base, so it was impossible to run away in disgrace.
After weighing it up a bit, Otto tried asking the hawkman again: “You said you came to Nolan Forest to take revenge on a silver dragon?
As far as I know, the only Silver Dragon residing in Nolan Forest is the somewhat famous Silver Dragon Lord in the mainland.
I have met him once or twice, so I am a little curious, what is the grudge between you and him?”
Without waiting for the hawkman to reply, Otto continued: “In my impression, the Silver Dragon Lord is a pretty good guy, kind-hearted in his daily life, and his subordinates in the Land of the Soaring Dragon also live very well. He should not have any light grievances with an existence like you!”
“You know him?”
The hawkman suddenly stared coldly at Otto, then gritted his teeth and asked: “So, do you know where he’s hiding now?”
As if it had nothing to do with him, Otto shamelessly said: “Well, if you’re willing to tell me what happened between you two to satisfy my curiosity, I’d be happy to answer that question!”
After taking a deep look at Otto, the hawkman’s expression gradually calmed down, and then he looked back at the spectacular rotting giant tree behind him.
That was the towering tree that Otto had once burned down, and even now with only the rotten black ruins left, one can still imagine its original grandeur.
Looking at the charred soil and muddy mess in front of him, it wasn’t until a while later that the hawkman sadly said: “That silver dragon killed my friend.
Poor Kishel was consumed by flames in his sleep, not even his soul had time to enter my Divine Kingdom…”
What the hell, when did I kill his friend? I have never even heard of the name Kishel.
Wait a minute, it seems he’s talking about that tree…
Upon realizing this point, the corners of Otto’s mouth twitched involuntarily.
When he set the fire to burn the tree back then, Otto felt extremely thrilled, even feeling grateful that there are no environmentalists in this world.
But now, as he understands this world more and more, Otto wants to say that he was too naive back then.
In this world, there is indeed no such thing as environmentalism, but there is a group of even more terrifying lunatics.
The most representative of them is the big shot in front of him and the so-called neutral lunatics under his command.
Thinking of this, Otto couldn’t help but feel a little annoyed.
Now he already had enough enemies among the gods, and now he had added another one to the list for no reason.
Although there is no need to worry too much as long as he stays honestly in this plane,
but after all, these big shots have more and more subordinates, and when the time comes, although there won’t be any fatal impact, it will definitely be troublesome to the point of death.
Upon thinking about this, Otto even considered shedding his Silver Dragon persona early while the Father of the Forest didn’t know much about him.
Or maybe he could stage a double act, letting Black Dragon Otto betray Silver Dragon Otto and gain the friendship of the Father of the Forest.
However, this impractical idea was quickly thrown out of Otto’s mind.
Allowing the Father of the Forest to befriend a black dragon? It would be just as unrealistic as asking a hardworking gardener to dump polluted water into his own garden.
Just as Otto was lost in thought, the hawkman’s slightly dissatisfied voice pulled his thoughts back.
“I’ve satisfied your curiosity; now, you can tell me where the Silver Dragon is!”
From the sound of it, this big shot couldn’t wait any longer.
And Otto then sincerely said: “Maybe there is some misunderstanding between you and the Silver Dragon Lord. At that time, he was fighting a giant dragon, and only used indiscriminate attack methods to save his life.
After all, Silver Dragons are called Virtuous Dragons, and they also love the beautiful environment very much.
You can understand this by just visiting his palace, which is surrounded by beautiful flowers and plants all year round.
Even a glimpse from a distance seems to be able to heal the soul.
So in my opinion, all these misunderstandings mean you don’t need to harbor deep hatred for each other.”
Listening to Otto’s words, the hawkman’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed. In fact, he had been to the Land of the Soaring Dragon before.
If it hadn’t been for the truly beautiful environment there, comparable to the beautiful scenery of the Elven Royal Gardens in the Dawn Forest, he might have vented his anger on that place a long time ago.
Combining this with what Otto said now, it seems that it really is the case.
And the reason he knew it was the Silver Dragon Lord who had burned down Kishel was quite simple.
That matter was not much of a secret in Nolan Forest, it’s just that most monsters or other creatures had a superficial understanding and had only a rough idea of the details.
Seeing that the other party seemed to be moved by his words, Otto couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although his current strength is already strong enough, it’s always difficult to fight multiple opponents at once, and if possible, it’s better to have fewer powerful enemies.
But soon, the hawkman noticed something wrong and immediately looked at Otto suspiciously, questioning him: “A black dragon is actually willing to speak for a silver dragon, this really refreshes my understanding.”
Under most circumstances, black dragons and silver dragons are mortal enemies.
In response, Otto quickly explained: “It is his noble character that has touched me. You see, even a black dragon is willing to speak for him, doesn’t that prove that he shouldn’t be your enemy?”
“Is that so…”
The hawkman’s eyes were full of suspicion, and as he flapped his wings behind him, he began to circle around Otto.
