1278 Communicate 2 (1/2)

Garen was speechless about having his communication cut off like this. He could only turn to the person with the second highest Crystal Core reward. It was a soldier dressed in full armor and helmet. It seemed to be a man who was serious and solemn.

He quickly pushed his awareness over.

The soldier first was stunned then proceeded to communicate with Garen.

”Your Draconic Aura isn't much.”

”My Draconic Aura may be a little weak, but it reached the standard,” Garen argued.

”You're still a dragon whelp?” A frown covered the face of the soldier under the helmet. ”I have no objection on smaller beings but I need to ask this beforehand, can you breathe fire?”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

”... I'm sorry, I'm a White Dragon... I can only breath ice...” Garen was helpless.

”White Dragons can only breath ice? I thought all dragons breathed fire... Erm...” The soldier was dumbfounded and quickly regained composure, ”Then I apologize. I need a fire-breathing dragon. This has been a dream of mine since little,” He apologized endlessly, ”sorry, sorry.”

”It's alright...”

Garen did not know how this person could initiate a summoning ceremony. He didn't look like a wizard.

The third.

It was a tall muscular bald man. He wore gold earrings, two bronze wristbands and had a chest full of hair. Beside him was the carcass of an unknown large beast.

”Quickly now, I pay a handsome reward. The Large Axe Tribe never discriminates against companions. Even though you're very little, even though you're only a White Dragon and not the black dragon I want, it's okay. Leave the war to me. You just need to stand behind and breath fire!” The bald man said crudely.

Garen looked at the carcass beside him. Although it was camouflaged, that was a dragon, right? A young dragon that hadn't died for long.

Did this person think he was an idiot? Only an idiot wouldn't be able to see through this obvious summoning trap.

Garen was speechless. The supposed summoning trap was to bait dragons through rewards then proceed to kill the dragon for materials, treasure, and resource.

These tactics were normally done by evil wizards. It must be some disturbance by the Black Streak Empire.

He decisively ended the conversation.

It was empty and vast in his mind.

The remaining summoners were simply too wretched.

There wasn't any Demon Core and Garen only needed them. The majority of these summoners were weak. The weakest was a Level Two. Seeing her pale state at the verge of spewing blood, bringing this companion to war would be inviting death with open arms.

Ignored.

He looked at another one. A tall skinny pole, wearing an impoverished wizard robe. The reward was a few old-looking antiques. Yet, there were no wizardry elements to them. How silly of him to summon a dragon with these things.

Ignored again.

The last one was this Kevin's voice that first jumped into his mind. Although he hadn't yet responded to him, he did not give up.

Garen was a little surprised. He offered to push his awareness over to be in touch with him.

”Do you have Demon Cores?”

”Yes, I have two, two Level Fours!” Kevin seemed frightened and immediately replied. He released out a summoning request and any dragons with a slight compatibility would heed this request. However, up to now, the summoning ceremony was almost over, yet only a little White Dragon responded to him. He had already made up his mind to give up and thought that there would not be any dragon that would take to him.

The things that he could take out to attract the dragons were too little after all, apart from some jewels. The dragons loved collecting these jewel, but the main attraction was the tools or scrolls that were useful to battles.

He heard nothing from the black dragons and red dragons that he was the most hopeful for. The purple dragons cut off communications from him at the first second.

As communications broke off one by one, Kevin fell into a deep slum.

But at the very last moment, he didn't think the last contact transferred over his awareness.

”It seems that you don't have any other dragon choices,” said Garen in a low voice.

Kevin was in awe as he lowered his head without saying a word. He hadn't always been a confident person even as a Level Four wizard. Furthermore, he was facing a White Dragon that was the weakest of all dragons, but a dragon whelp was still a valuable kind of level four beings. His unrealistic hope was lost and he should be lucky to have a dragon that was willing to choose him.

Garen still has plenty of other choices such as the underground black ghosts but he really didn't like these dirty-looking coals. Not just their appearance but the spider goddess that these black coals worshipped. That fellow was known for teasing souls, and if an abnormal soul such as his were to go over...

”Right, him then. I don't have any other choices.” Garen helplessly stared at Kevin.

Kevin could see in Garen's eyes that misery loved company. Both of them were leftovers from the selection and could only depend on each other.