Although the descendants of giant dragons and humans, that is, dragonborn, have the sequelae of going crazy when they reach a certain level, the positive benefit is that the dragonborn's power will burst out in the form of a triple jump from childhood to youth, and even before adulthood.

It is not a problem for a talented dragonborn to advance to the seventh level before reaching adulthood.

Of course, after reaching this level, you are basically locked in a life-and-death struggle with madness, a time bomb whose countdown has finished.

But there is another way, before the dragonborn's power reaches a certain critical point, use various restrictive means such as rituals, secret medicines, and magic patterns to prevent him from entering the seventh ladder.

In this way, that kind of dragonborn can live to more than seventy years old, which is not low in terms of human lifespan, but for professionals, this lifespan is not directly proportional to strength.

If it is handled well, the Dragonborn family will have at least fifty years to have a stable sixth-level powerhouse.

And this kind of powerhouse can be mass-produced.

Therefore, it is not surprising that those nobles are so enthusiastic about Mo Cheng. Whether it is the dragon itself or the dragon descendants born from the dragon, it is one of the necessary things for a family to maintain for a long time.

Even because of the reappearance of the giant dragon Mo Cheng, some people have begun to speculate whether [Dragon Madness] has passed because of the passage of time, and the Dragonborn will not fall into madness again.

If this is the case, then Mo Cheng's value is several times higher than imagined.

The way those nobles looked at him, Mo Cheng was sure that if he hadn't shown his record and strength, these guys might have wanted to capture him and tie him up in the basement as a family heirloom.

After finally exchanging pleasantries with the nobles who came up, Mo Cheng found a secluded corner to take him with him. He didn't want to deal with those nobles who only had the word "birth" in their eyes.

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"It seems that you are very popular. How do you feel? You are the protagonist of tonight's banquet."

Not long after he found a quiet place, there was a gloating voice. Mo Cheng didn't even need to look back to know who it was, "If the protagonist you are talking about is treated as a breeding pig by a group of handsomely dressed guys, let me introduce it to you."

For the women in their family, I think this protagonist can do it even with a real pig."

Thanks to the fact that this group of nobles came out to lead troops to fight, they were already near Fort Cotton when they received the news, so the suitable female relatives were not brought over.

Otherwise, Mo Cheng might not be able to live in peace tonight. He was afraid that the drink he picked up would be laced with a powerful aphrodisiac.

Thinking of this, Mo Cheng couldn't help but complain: "Wendisha, you never told me about this situation. I thought it was just a normal banquet, you..."

Looking sideways, Mo Cheng couldn't help but pause in his words, "Why... why are you dressed like this?"

The Windissa in front of him was wearing a formal dress and her hair was down, which actually startled Mo Cheng.

Windissa herself seemed not used to this kind of light-looking clothes, and she felt very awkward, "I didn't want to either, but the old guys in the family said that today is Lauren Frost's banquet, and she can't do it in front of other families.

It’s embarrassing, you forced me to wear this suit.”

"Hell, I haven't worn anything like this since I ran out of the house. I don't even have a sword with me, which makes me feel very insecure."

"So you just listened to them?" Mo Cheng knew very well what kind of character Wen Disha was. To put it nicely, she was free and easy, but to put it badly, she had not passed the rebellious stage of not dealing with her family until now.

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Logically speaking, if the Lauren Frost family wanted Windisha to do something she didn't want to do, they might not have to face Windisha's sword first.

"I don't want to either." Windissa spread her hands and shrugged unladylikely, "But they said that if you don't want to wear it, please submit it before twelve o'clock tonight. I mean... that has already happened three times.

All manuscripts on the deadline must be submitted in one go.”

It seems that the Lauren Frost family has found a way to communicate with Windisa, and Mo Cheng doesn't know how to evaluate this matter. Anyway, with Windisa's power, if she really doesn't want to, no one can really

Force her.

"Speaking of which, I just saw a lot of nobles wanting to get in touch with you."

Windisa took two glasses of wine from the waiter's tray, handed one to Mo Cheng, and drank it in a rude manner, "I know all those families, and the women in their families are of the right age.

She’s very beautiful, aren’t you tempted?”

"And those families are all ancient families that have been inherited for a long time and are very powerful. If you join their family, you can basically save thirty years of hard work."

Ignoring Windissa's teasing look, Mo Cheng even dismissed the words of the young man who had struggled for thirty years.

"If a man is alive and wants to take things with his own hands, why should he use his marriage as a bargaining chip?"

If you want something, you can rely on your own brain and hands to get it, or even take it. But through marriage, Mo Cheng feels that he has not reached that level of destitution.

Moreover, although Slyric's blood gives him the physique of a dragon, his dragon is probably quite different from the dragons native to the Koyre continent.

At least the [Dragon Madness] thing is not reflected in him at all.

He was even a little curious about whether he, with Slyric's blood flowing in his body, had such a thing as reproductive isolation.

"Ah, really?" She didn't know how the system translated Mo Cheng's words. Windissa actually laughed after hearing this, "I just planned to introduce Margaret to someone, but it's a pity that someone seemed

Not excited at all."

"?"

Maybe he knew what Mo Cheng was thinking, or maybe he felt uncomfortable wearing this dress. Of course, maybe he didn't want the people hiding behind the pillars in the corridor to wait too long.

Windissa stood up and pulled out a man who had been eavesdropping for a long time from behind the pillar in the corridor.

"Hey, Margaret, don't be shy. Look, I'm already wearing a dress. Isn't it a waste to not show Mo Cheng that I'm so nice?"

Windissa pulled Margaret out from behind the pillar, then pushed Margaret to Mo Cheng's side, and then walked away without looking back, "Okay, okay, now it's time for me to leave it to you."

You guys, I'll go to the lobby to find some drinks."

Walking to the corridor, Windissa glanced at where the two of them were from time to time. Seeing that they seemed to be discussing something, she couldn't help but secretly said in her heart: "Margaret, Auntie can only help you so far."

"Tsk tsk tsk, a giant dragon who doesn't understand girls' hearts, and a noble girl who has been strictly trained since childhood and doesn't know how to express her affection. What kind of sparks will the two of them collide with? Ah, inspiration has come. Let's go back to the room first. This time I

I have a hunch that I can write a manuscript with five deadlines. Once I finish writing it, I will smash it in the faces of those guys, and I will deliver the manuscript!"

"Book title, book title, think of a good book title."

"What should I call the book?"

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