Black Dragon?
Sebastian and Luf both paused, taken aback.
For among all the giant dragons, the reputation of the Black Dragon had never been good.
This chaotic and dark dragon species had always been synonymous with evil and betrayal, possessing a strong desire to dominate other intelligent creatures. Unless they encountered a being stronger than themselves, it was nearly impossible for them to interact with ordinary intelligent creatures on an equal footing.
"You mean to say, in the mine there lives a Black Dragon, the most brutal and ferocious of all dragon species, and this dragon... has actually become friends with a miner?"
Sebastian's face showed a peculiar expression as he couldn't help but comment.
"It's true, I'm not lying to you; my brother said it really is a Black Dragon!"
Seeing the skepticism on their faces, Noah insisted.
Werewolf Luf shook his head and said,
"Young Noah, you are too young."
