(An... An... Ancient Dragon!!!)

Siegfried was so shocked he nearly dropped his Wanderer's Manual.

He meticulously examined the white-haired girl and the manual back and forth, suspecting the system had glitched again.

Name: Fafnir

Female, 199 years old

Race: Ancient Dragon

Alignment: Neutral

Class: None

Daughter of Dragon King Albion, the youngest living Ancient Dragon. Other information unknown.

Specialization: Unknown

Combat Skills: Unknown

Talent: Dragon's Furnace Core, others unknown

Ability Data:

Strength: S

Agility: S-

Magic Power: S+

Intelligence: D

Luck: S

Leadership: E

Overall Evaluation: S

Note: Ancient Dragons, perched atop the food chain.

Legend has it that Ancient Dragons dwell on spiritual peaks beyond the seas.

Their lifespan is endless. They existed in this world long before humans and demons were born.

This ancient species possesses power rivaling the gods. In fact, in the eyes of dragonkind, their Ancient Dragon ancestors are equivalent to deities.

As far as Siegfried knew, these Ancient Dragons were all indolent creatures. Having lived for so long, they cared about nothing.

They never concerned themselves with affairs on the continent, watching year after year as if spectating a play, observing Order and Chaos battling each other.

(How did this young Ancient Dragon end up here? In a slave market in this remote earldom?)

(Damn, Hoover Trading Company is too impressive. First a Death God, now an Ancient Dragon. How do they manage to attract all these mythical beings here?)

"My lord, we discovered this half-dragon girl by chance in this area three months ago," said Hilton.

This old fox Hilton, worthy of his reputation as a business tycoon, had noticed Siegfried's interest in the dragon girl despite his efforts to conceal it.

"We initially didn't bother with her, but for some reason, she kept following behind our caravan. The manager in charge at the time was worried about leaving a girl alone in the wilderness, so he brought her back."

It was obvious this was a lie. When that manager saw such a beautiful half-dragon girl, his eyes must have turned red with greed.

He sent out all the mercenaries accompanying the caravan to capture her, and they were, of course, all killed.

The manager was terrified and fled back to the city alone on horseback.

However, when he arrived at the company, he found that the girl had been following him all along, flying.

From that day on, the girl settled in at the company.

She chose the cell with the best environment for herself, didn't talk to anyone around her, and spent her days eating and drinking excessively in the cell, fleecing the company for all it was worth.

Hilton couldn't stand for this indignity. He immediately ordered a reduction in the girl's meals.

As a result, that day three patrol guards disappeared, and their equipment appeared outside the girl's cell...

The company tried to get rid of her several times, but each time they sent her away, she would reappear in her cell the next day, like a piece of chewing gum that couldn't be shaken off.

Hilton was almost in tears. This girl's daily food expenses were more than those of all the company's employees combined.

He prayed every day for some noble to come and take this ancestral goddess away.

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

Now, a noble had come, and a great one at that.

"This girl is excellent, both beautiful and strong. Whether as a companion or a bodyguard, she would be a top choice, certainly an asset on your journey."

The great merchant Hilton spoke eloquently, able to describe even a jinx as a lucky star, without mentioning a word about the food expenses.

Siegfried couldn't be bothered with the old man and walked forward to meet the Ancient Dragon girl's gaze.

The Ancient Dragon girl also stood up shakily from the ground and stumbled towards the iron fence, seemingly very uncomfortable in her human form.

"Shannon, this girl..."

Siegfried was about to ask the system if it would be dangerous to approach the girl.

But then he saw the white-haired Ancient Dragon girl extend her small hand, as delicate as carved jade, grab two iron fence bars, and pull them outward with a sudden jerk.

The entire cell door instantly deformed, creating a hole wide enough for two people.

Siegfried was dumbfounded.

The girl wobbled out, her way of walking very strange. She moved her arms and legs on the same side simultaneously, swaying back and forth. Rather than a dragon girl, she looked more like a penguin spirit.

Under Siegfried's astonished gaze, she revealed an innocent and charming smile, two small canine teeth gleaming crystal clear and adorably cute.

Siegfried mustered up the courage to try and pat the Ancient Dragon girl's head. Shannon hadn't given any warning, which meant there was no fatal danger.

However, the next second, the words that came out of the girl's mouth left Siegfried completely frozen.

"Papa!"

His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

Siegfried looked around in confusion. There was no one else around; that old fox Hilton had already fled far away when the girl destroyed the cell door.

(Uh... was she just calling me?)

(What did she call me? Did I hear wrong?)

"Papa, pick up, came, finally."

The girl hugged Siegfried's waist tightly. This little one had no idea how to control her strength and almost broke Siegfried's back.

She seemed not yet proficient in human language, speaking haltingly with strange word order.

Siegfried's mouth was open as wide as a box, partly from shock, and partly because the girl was almost squeezing his internal organs out.

"Cough... cough, you... let go first... your impromptu old man... is about to be squeezed to death!"

The white-haired girl finally loosened her grip.

She swayed her little fists, her face still wearing that innocent smile, obviously not reflecting on her actions at all.

Siegfried noticed that this child's intelligence was also D.

(Oh no, she's as dim as Catalina...)

He turned around and called Hilton, who was hiding far away.

Hilton walked over reluctantly, looking at the white-haired girl with some fear:

"Lord Meilan, as expected of you, subduing this girl so easily."

"I'll take this girl with me today."

Hearing this, Hilton's old face bloomed with joy.

"Certainly, my lord. I'll have someone bring her contract to you right away."

Slaves in the kingdom usually had such a deed of sale. Whoever held this contract was the slave's master.

However, given the white-haired girl's situation, this contract was purely for show.

"Don't rush, I haven't finished speaking.

I want to buy all the slaves here."

...........................

On the way back to the inn, Bobo drove the carriage in silence. Tonight's events had been quite a shock to him.

But what Siegfried experienced was ten times more shocking.

In the carriage, the white-haired girl sat on Siegfried's lap, wagging her thick, plump dragon tail, savoring the potato chips Siegfried had brought from Earth.

It seemed that Hoover Trading Company had indeed kept her well-nourished. The child's tail was almost as thick as a bucket.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Opposite Siegfried, Yang Jing was staring at him with an indescribable, strange look.

Yang Jing said nothing, but her eyes had already expressed her meaning.

"I didn't! I never did anything! We're not even the same species, okay?!"

Siegfried was almost hysterical. What kind of situation was this?

He had never even been in a relationship in his life, how could he possibly have a daughter, and an Ancient Dragon at that!

"Explaining is just covering up..."

"Alright, just shut up."

Siegfried didn't want to argue with Yang Jing anymore. He looked at the porcelain doll-like Ancient Dragon girl on his lap, forced out a smile, and said:

"Little sister, your name is... Fafnir, right?"

"Nana!"

"Nana, why do you call me papa?"

"Papa, you are, so, call you, papa!"

"No, no, no, I mean, why do you think I am your papa?"

Siegfried's accent unconsciously started to mimic hers.

"Mm, smell, papa's smell, you are, papa."

(I smell like this child's father?)

"Do you have something belonging to her father on you?" Yang Jing frowned slightly. Although she had been teasing Siegfried, she also knew this child couldn't possibly be Siegfried's daughter.

Siegfried's eyes lit up.

Yes, he did indeed have one possible item.

A flash of white light, and a broken sword appeared in Siegfried's hand.

It was the holy sword of the hero Barum.

This hero, active a thousand years ago, was a child raised by Ancient Dragons.

"Sword, is papa's, found it!" The white-haired girl Fafnir exclaimed excitedly.

Her thick tail thumped hard against the carriage, shaking the entire vehicle.

Indeed, she was the daughter of the hero Barum!

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