Chapter 10 Sifreya
"Uncle, take care on your way."
Noah watched with great enthusiasm as his foster father and his Pioneer Knights descended the mountain, then turned his gaze to two small mounds at the entrance of the Dragon Nest.
His recent restraint was against the dragon species' instincts, not aligning with the world's understanding of the Dragon Clan, and it even changed his foster father's perception of him, as evidenced by the different expression in his eyes.
Gold and gemstones, of course Casius wouldn't touch them. Noah's assessment that this iron-blooded, cold lord was like the Dragon Clan was not wrong; the man valued face highly and wouldn't take back the spoils he had given.
"Seems like I gained some favor?"
Though there was no systematic data to reference, Noah could sense a bit of change.
As a dragon species, Noah naturally liked gold and gemstones. Who could refuse? Even as a human, he felt the same. However, he could temporarily suppress the greed from his instincts to seek longer-term benefits.
If his foster father succeeded, could he be any worse off?
If not, he'd have to suffer alongside him.
"This batch of gold isn't very pure, it needs some refining, but it's not a big problem."
Noah's attention returned to the pile in front of him, where he raked through some Horseshoe Gold. These irregularly shaped chunks of gold, formed under natural conditions, contained quite a bit of impurity, though they were much better than those in gold mines.