As for the source of the bag of gold coins...

Without needing a second thought, Max was immediately certain that it was Agatha's treasure.

"Did mother forget?"

Max wondered aloud.

However, upon recalling her meticulous behavior from the previous day, he doubted that Agatha had forgotten about her bag of gold coins.

The only explanation was that she had intentionally left the bag behind.

In a sense, it could be considered as the "start-up funds" for the two Dragon Hatchlings.

'How heavy...'

Max sighed.

The gold coins were probably made of pure gold, and each of them had a satisfying weight in one's hand.

In the human kingdom, the amount of money that Agatha had left them was probably enough for three generations to live in peace.

However, for Dragon Hatchlings, it was just the right amount for them to lie on top of it, or for them to use as blankets.

While looking in the direction in which Agatha had left, Max sighed heavily.

Although she had said some rather harsh words, she had still secretly left behind a minor fortune for her children.

The desert was still empty and yellow.

However, if one looked carefully, one could see a few fat camels wandering in the desert without any defenses.

'They must be the "tribute" that Deer Heart Village had sent out.'

"Mia, it's time to get up."

As Max spoke, he picked up the sack and poured all the gold coins onto Mia.

There was a loud crash.

Mia shook her head and opened her eyes.

Upon noticing the gold coins surrounding her body, Mia's eyes lit up.

"Mia, are you feeling better?"

Max felt that Mia would like these treasures. After all, glittering gold coins were a staple favorite of dragons.

"Haha, haha..."

This was the first time Mia had ever touched a gold coin with her own hands. Thus, she wagged her tail happily at the sight of the treasures.

Like a child playing in water, she constantly threw the gold coins up in the air and allowed them to hit her body.

Max doted on Mia as well. He helped pick up the gold coins and threw it at Mia's body.

After her moment of joy, Mia suddenly looked around.

"Mother?"

"Mother, are you there?"

...

No one answered.

Mia lowered her head again and kicked away the gold coins beside her.

'Tsk, so hard to please.'

Max complained in his heart.

However, based on his experience of coaxing children in his previous life, at this time, all he needed was prepare her a delicious meal and she would instantly feel better, just like magic.

"Do you have anything you want to eat?" Max asked.

"I have no appetite."

"Camel? This time, I won't snatch it from you. I'll even give you its thigh. How about it?"

Mia did not answer. Instead, she wrapped herself up with her wings. She looked like a dragon dumpling.

"Oh, right." Max suddenly remembered something. "Have you ever eaten roasted meat made with spices?"

Max suddenly realized that although Red Dragon was the only dragon race that liked to eat cooked food.

That was only true when the raw meat was roasted.

As for things like pepper and spices, Red Dragons had never tried them.

After all, it was already good enough for a dragon to know how to cook well. Why would they care so much about cooking?

Most of the Dragons thought that if they had the time to study cooking, it would be better to go out and snatch more treasure.

Therefore, Max dared to bet that even in Mia's inherited memories, she had never enjoyed roasted meat that was meticulously cooked.

"Spices? What's that?"

Mia was silent for a moment before she asked.

Max chuckled. 'As expected, Mia has never heard of such a thing.'

As an independent young man, Max had learned to cook since kindergarten. 

'The problem now, however...'

'Is where I should get these spices from...'

...

"Dragons..."

"Indeed, they are not the type of creature to lie."

Ardarian put his hands on his forehead and buried his head on the table.

He had already repeated the day's events dozens of times in his mind.

Agatha's words constantly replayed in his mind.

Considering that dragons were a very proud race, even if some dragons would use conspiracies and tricks.

However, most of the tricks they played were used to deal with other dragons.

Dragons very rarely lied to the weak humans.

'According to Agatha, Agatha did not kill the three heroes.'

'Someone else had killed the three heroes.'

However, Ardarian still could not figure out just what kind of powerful existence in the northern region had managed to kill Tahir.

"Could it be that Dragon Hatchling?"

A possibility suddenly came to his mind. It was the Dragon Hatchling that could use "Lightning Arrow Rain".

'Could it be that young dragon that killed Tahir?'

However, this thought was quickly rejected by Ardarian.

'Yes, that young dragon was indeed very powerful. It had casually used a spell that humans could not even grasp.'

'But today, that young dragon had also mentioned something.'

"I'll use my full strength..."

'This was what the young dragon had said to Agatha.'

'The dragon is still young. There's no way that it's capable of telling lies.'

'Moreover, no child dragon would dare to lie to their mother.'

'Therefore, what the young dragon stated at that time should be the truth.'

'In other words, the Dragon Hatchling had used its full strength to unleash the Lightning Arrow Rain earlier.'

'I doubt that level of strength is enough to defeat Tahir, who exceled in thunder magic.'

'The Dragon Hatchling does not seem to be the culprit...'

'Then who else could it be...'

Knock Knock Knock...

There was a knock on the door. "My Liege, we found Carvella's body!"

"What?"

Ardarian quickly got up and walked out of the room.

Not a single day had passed where he did not send out scouts to look for the remains of the three heroes.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not find the remains of the three heroes.

The last people who saw the three heroes were the villagers from Deer Heart Village.

However, they did not gain any useful information there.

The villagers said the same thing. They said that they had seen three strangers passing by the village from afar, and they did not have any interaction with the village.

Nevertheless, they had finally found Carvella's body.

Ardarian walked into to a room.

A chunk of charcoal was laid across a table.

The charcoal had vaguely made out a human shape. Had it not been for the tag on her body, no one would have recognized it as Carvella.

As it had been left in the desert for a long time, Carvella's corpse was covered in a layer of yellow sand.

In order to protect the integrity of the corpse, of course, it could not be washed with water.

Someone wet his fingers and flicked the sand out one grain at a time.

"Warrior Carvella."

Ardarian immediately crumpled onto the ground and cried.