The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Anyway, Sandro finally calmed down and accepted Ansier's own idea of ​​becoming smaller.

Ans El used the natural magic to transform into what Jean looked like when he was a child, a golden dragon two or three meters tall, and his size instantly shrank a hundred times.

Even though the natural magic limited Ansier's power to only 10% of his body, in such a young body, he couldn't help but feel a sense of restraint, a little uncomfortable, but still acceptable.

"Boss is so cute, boss kiss!"

Sandro stretched out his pure, jade-white arm and hugged Anseir's stubby neck.

"Go away!"

Ans El pushed Sandro off his body with his blunt claws.

Of course he knew what Jean looked like, a silly golden dragon.

Valk looked at Ans El with a little surprise. Just when Ans El changed, he didn't feel any magic fluctuations.

He didn't know if Sandro was used to this, or because he was so nervous that he didn't respond at all.

Valk shook his head, straightened his bow tie, and smiled.

"Sir Ansair, please come in."

"Your Excellency Valk, you are very kind."

Ans El responded politely, and then followed Valk into the cabin.

Except for the wooden table in the middle of the whole cabin, the surrounding bookshelves were filled with dense books, and Ansel felt as if he had entered a bookstore or a small library.

It was the first time he had seen so many books in this world. After all, with the exception of a few diligent giant dragons, most giant dragons were lazy dragons who didn't learn anything and enjoyed their achievements.

Ansel looked around at the books, a hint of shock in his amber pupils.

Valk has carefully observed Ansel's expression since he came in.

He was very satisfied with Ansel's response, and there was a hint of smugness on his face.

"Are these all powerful martial arts or magic books you collected?"

Ans Air walked around the room and asked.

When Valk heard this, he showed a trace of disdain. He was about to speak, but Sandro said it first.

"Lord, you think too highly of this kobold. These books are worthless waste in the human world, and no one wants them when they are thrown on the street."

Sandro's merciless words made Valkswen's face flush red.

He clenched the scepter in his hand and the veins burst out, but thinking that this is his own bookstore, if the fight really starts, it will be over.

Valk calmed down a little before saying through gritted teeth.

"What kind of books on martial arts are of no value to demigods like us. These books are much more valuable than books on martial arts!"

Valk praised with a pious expression: "They are the crystallization of wisdom, they are the precious treasures left by the goddess of art, and they are the condensation of endless historical time and space!"

"Sandro, if you talk to Valk like that again, let me out!"

Ansair could see that Valk cherished these books, so he warned Sandro.

"Humph! If you don't say it, don't say it!"

Sandro folded his arms across his chest and tilted his face to one side, while secretly looking at Ansair.

Seeing that Anse Er taught Sandro a lesson, Valk was in a much better mood, and he said to Anse Er.

"Please don't be restrained, Lord Ansi Er, you can read the books here at will."

Ans El smiled and nodded at him. He had better senses for this demigod-level kobold.

"my pleasure."

In fact, Ansier has been constantly scanning the book quietly placed on the wooden table from the corner of his eye.

He walked to the desk, picked up the "Secrets of Lomonka" and read it gently.

Since Sandro and Valk both said that these books are not books of martial arts or magic, it should be a historical secret based on the name.

The memory inheritance of the dragon family has a huge gap in the history of a thousand years ago, so Ansi Er is still a little interested in this.

Just looking at the contents of the book, Ans El's face gradually became strange.

This book explains in great detail the anecdotes of the Lomonka Kingdom thousands of years ago.

To put it simply, the human King Lomonka is probably a Furui control, and he is not afraid of gnolls, tauren, and kobolds.

However, it is not common for humans and humanoids to intermarry, and it should even be said that they can only develop underground love by themselves.

But this strange habit was discovered by King Lomonka's wife, Queen Lomonka.

The book describes in detail how sad and jealous Queen Lomonka is. She always thought that she was not attractive enough, but it turned out that King Lomonka had a problem with herself.

In order to get revenge on King Lomonka, the queen found a kobold...

Ansier quickly closed the book, he felt that his clear eyes were polluted by this dirty book.

Although dragons have the aesthetics of all races, Ansi Erke has not yet reached the age of mating.

"How about this book is well written, I think the description of each character's psychology and the transformation of the character's character are excellent..."

Valk enthusiastically shared his views on the book with Ans Aier, but Ans Aier was noncommittal.

He took out another book from the shelf.

"Two or Three Things about the God of Law in the Forest of Spirits"

"Love-hate entanglement between the God of Law and the God of Light"

......

These books are basically in the same style as "The Secret Story of Lomonka". UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Ans El casts a glance at Valk. On the surface, he looks like a dog, but he did not expect such a private taste.

Sure enough, his dog is hell!

Ansier brushed the covers of these books with his hand, and he could guess the contents by just looking at the names.

Until he saw one of the books, his hand shook involuntarily.

"The Law God and His One Hundred and Eight Female Disciples"

Ansier hurriedly took out the book and read it, and the more he looked at it, the worse his expression became.

Damn, it's hard to guard against thieves day and night, that old dragon Nigus had no plans for my lovely sister, so he tricked her into following him to do some academic work.

I knew how he, as a demigod-level giant dragon, would have the leisure to teach the little dragon magic. It turned out that he had this hobby.

I treat you as my uncle, but you want to be my brother-in-law!

The more Ansier thought about it, the more angry he became, and he put the book back on the shelf.

These books are poisonous, right? If you read too much, your eyes will become colorblind!

Ans El looked at Valk, who was talking incessantly, with a look of contempt. No wonder he had to spend a lot of time building a magic circle.

If any other race finds out that Valk actually likes to read this kind of book, I am afraid they will laugh out of their teeth.

Ans El couldn't help but worry about the future of kobolds and other races on the second underground floor. The only demigod felt so unreliable.

He glanced at Sandro again.

Could it be that the guardians of this underground world are a bunch of guys with abnormal brains?

Or is it easier for people with abnormal brains to become demigods?

Ansel suddenly felt that maybe Sandy's poor goblin could become a demigod-level powerhouse one day.