"That, is that really a Mage?" A member cautiously asked.
"Is there such a powerful Mage? If there were, why haven’t we heard her legend?" Another member voiced the doubt in everyone’s mind.
"I don’t know either, but I have a feeling we’ll meet again." The captain of the Black Wind Mercenary Corps said decisively.
"This time, thanks to this lord’s rescue. And this lord left behind so much, how should we handle it?" Another deputy captain looked at the vast treasure and the huge Black Dragon’s corpse and asked.
"That lord took the dragon’s head before leaving. Do you think the lord took it to claim the reward? If we inquire about who claims the reward, we’ll know the lord’s identity." A member excitedly slapped his own head and said.
"Impossible! How could such a noble lord do something so undignified? I rather think this lord came for vengeance for the young dragon." The captain said with certainty.
"Indeed. Then, is this lord from the Dragon Clan?" The others agreed with the captain’s statement and began to speculate.
"I don’t think so. The Dragon Clan doesn’t have black hair and black eyes, do they?" The female deputy captain speculated.
"Forget it, don’t think about it for now. Let’s all take a break. Since the lord said these treasures are for us, let’s sort them out and see what to do next." The captain gave the order.
...
In the next moment, Tianmiao appeared at the entrance of the trading post.
Amidst the horrified gazes of everyone, a petite girl with black hair and black eyes easily dragged a massive dragon head and leisurely walked through the gates of the trading post.
"Y-you, y-you, hello... may I ask you you..." The staff at the trading post stepped forward to greet her, almost tying his tongue in knots.
"Ah, the top document, let’s handle that." Tianmiao pointed to the message on the massive light screen.
"Okay, okay, sure, please wait a moment." The trading post staff turned and ran to the back, almost tripping over his own feet in excitement.
Many people gathered around, whispering among themselves, but there was a vacuum of space with Tianmiao and the dragon head at the center, no one dared to approach.
A girl who can so effortlessly drag a dragon’s head, no one would think she looks as fragile as her appearance.
Dean sat in a corner, watching the scene unfold in the hall, his gaze fixed on Tianmiao’s petite figure, unable to tear his eyes away from her aloof face for a long time.
For some reason, he felt the blood in his veins was beginning to boil.
Soon, several people from the trading post came out to handle the transaction.
"Oh, sorry for dirtying your floor." Tianmiao turned to look at the floor behind her, which was covered in speckled dragon blood, emitting an unpleasant smell.
"Oh, no, esteemed Mage, please don’t mind these small details. You slew this Evil Dragon, many people will thank you. Your reward, how would you like it given to you?" The person speaking was somewhat excited.
"Oh, send it to the academy, just to that house in front of the lake. It seems that house has a name. It’s called..." Tianmiao thought for a moment, trying to recall the name of the house.
"Called the Light of Dawn." Several people from the trading post chorused together, and their eyes on Tianmiao had completely changed.
"Oh, right, send it there, I’ll take my leave now." Tianmiao thought for a moment and added, "My name is Tianmiao."
After saying this, Tianmiao turned and walked away.
Dean, who was sitting in the corner, stood up and also headed out.