Amber Sword

At that moment, Brand understood what had happened. Under the Titan’s attack, he had held on, but unfortunately, the rest of his equipment had turned to ashes. The loss was so severe it was unbearable to look at. If the cultists didn’t give him enough compensation, this time he would truly suffer a huge loss.

His entire set of top-notch equipment was completely destroyed. His equipment was practically the best one could get in the first Chapter, and some pieces were practically beyond the current version. Some materials and the Rock Corps Necklace in his backpack turned to ash before he even used them once. Brand was almost in tears, but fortunately, the egg of the five-headed lizard and the Stone of Order that could upgrade territory were left in Valhalla, or he would have rammed his head into the wall to end it all.

Since even these magic items couldn’t escape, he also didn’t expect his clothing to survive such intense lightning. Brand couldn’t help but weakly ask:

"Who was the first one to come to my side?"

"Of course, it was me, missy."

"You... didn’t see anything, right?"

"Didn’t see much." The little girl dragon slyly smiled: "Except for someone being charred black from head to toe, all hair and eyebrows burned off, it’s really hilarious. Oh, and that disgusting thing of yours."

Brand was so ashamed he almost wanted to find a hole to crawl into. "You—"

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Can’t you avoid it? You clearly see I’m a girl."

"Avoiding it would mean someone wouldn’t survive and report to the Land of the Dead now, so weak and yet so reckless." Alorz mocked: "Also, would you avoid a hairless monkey if you saw one?"

"How can you compare that, I’m human."

"I see no difference," the little girl dragon replied naturally. Brand then remembered she was indeed a dragon and felt a bit crushed. It seemed true, the Golden People looking at the Black Iron People would be far superior compared to humans looking at monkeys.

So for Alorz to say this, it was actually giving him face. But this was not the kind of respect Brand wanted.

However, what made him uneasy—was whether the little girl dragon meant his eyebrows and hair were all burned off, and whether he would turn into a skinhead. Although not overly concerned with appearance, that would be quite an exaggeration.

Unexpectedly, the little girl dragon seemed to read his mind and snorted disdainfully: "Don’t worry, I already fixed it for you. I don’t want a pervert as a toy, I’m not that Vesia guy."

Brand didn’t know who Vesia was, but he must be someone with peculiar tastes. Hearing he wouldn’t become a skinhead, Brand was relieved—a silver lining amidst misfortune. He sighed and said: "Thank you, Alorz, this is the second time you’ve saved me."

"No worries, you can repay me by serving me like a horse or a cow."

"Don’t even think about it." thought Brand, and asked, "By the way, how did you save me? If I’m not wrong, your Dragon Clan doesn’t have healing magic, right?"

In his memory, the Dragon Clan was skilled in Ancient String Magic, known for destructive power, but he’d never heard of them excelling in resurrection spells.

Unless this guy is a freak.

"Actually, it wasn’t anything too difficult," Alorz sat at the bedside, peeling a second grape and tossing it into her mouth with a smile: "Though opening someone else’s Dimension Hole was a bit cumbersome."

"Dimension Hole?"

"Wait, what did you say!"

Brand immediately thought of something unpleasant. He quickly opened his Dimension Hole to check, and sure enough, the remaining bottle of No. 1 Holy Water had disappeared.

"You..." Brand was at a loss for words. After all this, this guy was still borrowing a gift in disguise, but how did she know he had No. 1 Holy Water? He couldn’t help but suspiciously stare at Alorz.

"Don’t be so stingy, preserving your life is more important, right," the little girl dragon nonchalantly comforted: "Besides, you think saving you was a simple task, your body’s functions were in complete disarray, yet you remained so lively. But saving you was quite the hassle."

"Especially since your heart’s functions completely failed." Alorz triumphantly said: "So I gave you a new one."

"What did you give me?" Brand immediately had a bad feeling.

"Well, of course, the best choice is the Golden Heart."

The bad feeling instantly turned into ecstasy, Brand shouted: "Wait, did you say the legendary indestructible, ever-harm-free, Golden Heart? The heart of the Golden Race that truly possesses eternal life?"