"A boatload of magic items?" Alogthos's heart beat loudly. She picked up the 'illusory' announcement and 'materialized' it into reality.

If it were just a pile of gold coins, she might not be able to arouse much interest. She is now an old blue dragon and is about to enter extreme old age.

But she doesn't have the incomparable talents like her mother Ivicola Sagran. She is still a level 19 blue dragon. Whether she can cross that threshold and successfully pass the destiny of an extremely old dragon remains to be seen.

is an unknown quantity.

And if she didn't have to, she didn't want to use the Dragon Worship Cult to transform herself into a dracolich with only bones in her body through a transformation ritual.

That's really ugly!

She likes the way she looks now and loves her current life. Whether it's eating or the feeling of those cute babies rubbing against her scales, it makes her extremely happy.

She wants to 'live' and rely on herself to survive the dragon's destiny and become an ancient dragon.

And more magic items will undoubtedly bring her inspiration and strengthen the defense of the lair to prevent any dragon slayer from disturbing her good deeds while she is in her 'last sleep'.

No one, or dragon, would refuse more magic items.

Her mother had suffered such a loss during the battle with Xia En VII.

The descendant of that shameful liar built the treasure house into an 'arsenal' full of magic items, almost causing her mother to die on the battlefield.

But later, her mother also used her treasure to create a 'Dragon Treasure House' that was no less than that of Shane VII, thereby gaining combat power far beyond what she had at that age.

This has always been something she coveted.

But those are her mother's... and will never belong to her! Even the taxes and tributes from the three countries, not a single disaster coin will fall into her claws.

This always gave her an extremely conflicting feeling.

But every time she imagined her weak self resisting her powerful mother, she felt a coldness that penetrated her soul.

But... now, it seems that she also has a chance to have one?

"Very good, I'm very satisfied. You can go down." Thinking of this, Arogathos couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly, and stopped pursuing the halfling's 'poor performance' and extinguished the magic communication.

Maintaining it is very expensive.

"Sicilius, Servais."

Arogathos suddenly called two names.

"Please give your orders, my master."

I saw two tall figures walking out of the darkness.

They are a pair of ogre brothers, and they are extremely rare ogre magicians.

A sudden gust of wind blew up, picking up the list from the dragon's claws and falling into the hands of the blue-skinned ogre.

"Inform Torenir and the others to intercept this ship, and you should also prepare."

"Your will is our will." The ogre brothers stood up and left.

When the entire lair returned to silence again, only Alogthos's voice echoed:

"A boatload of magic items... is enough for me to set out in person. Just treat it as a morning exercise, right?"
Chapter completed!