CH182 How to Trade with a Dragon
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"You...!"
[Knight's Bastion]
Jared instantly stepped in front of Alex, raising his tower shield with practiced ease.
"Are you crazy? Do you have a death wish?" he snapped.
"Stand down, Jared. I know what I'm doing," Alex said calmly, attempting to walk past.
He didn't get far.
The Knight's Bastion was active—Jared's protective technique rooted Alex behind the wall of steel. And with his mana and spiritual force currently sealed, Alex couldn't brute-force his way out.
"The hell you do," Jared growled.
"Calm down and look. He isn't attacking, is he?" Alex gestured ahead with his chin.
Jared's eyes narrowed, then widened in surprise. Over fifteen seconds had passed, and Zilbris hadn't moved. The livid Silver Dragon, still radiating divine pressure, stood frozen.
Fifteen seconds... enough time for Zilbris to kill them both ten times over.
Yet the dragon did nothing.
