"What does it mean? Flores is a duck? Then is his uncle very rich?"

"You idiot! It's a transfiguration!"

Nero was so angry that he whispered in his ear, and Dragorn laughed awkwardly, "Of course I know this is the effect of the transformation technique? I wonder which righteous man captured Flores alive? Baron Julia will definitely thank him again."

"Thank you very much? How heavy is it?"

Mesriel appeared next to Dragorn using teleportation, and his bright silver dragon eyes stared at the mechanical dragon with enthusiasm.

"A handsome little guy, respected Baron Flores, but I'll give you a price of 10,000 gold coins and ask me to deal with you."

"Seven Ring Teleportation!"

Looking at the silver-haired mage who suddenly appeared, Dragor almost flew up. But after seeing her eyes, Dragor finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The silver hair and silver dragon eyes are the best silver dragons among metal dragons, which is great.

I, Dragorn, are the steel Optimus Prime of the multiverse justice cause and the tungsten gold universe.

Everyone is their own dragon!
Chapter completed!