Born a dragon, I'm sorry?

Irene was slightly surprised by the humility shown by this guy who claimed to be a saint, but that was all.

As a giant dragon, she was never interested in these twists and turns, nor did she like to talk a lot of nonsense like those nobles, and then lead to the purpose.

In order not to waste time, Irene went straight to the point and said in a cold voice: "Human, I already know your intention. As a five-color dragon who loves peace and dislikes violence, I have no interest in your twists and turns in commercial competition and power confrontation."

"I am very pleased that you and the Eastern countries behind you can take the initiative to seek peace."

"After all, it would be quite troublesome to take action."

Without paying any attention to Vina's increasingly ugly face, Irene asked back, "Isn't it?"

Then, without waiting for Vina to answer, Irene stretched out a hand.

"Come on, under the witness of the gods, let us both sign a peace-symbolizing contract."

It was so straightforward that Vina was still a little unresponsive.

This made all her plans go down the drain.

As a saint who grew up in luxury in the church, according to Vina's ideal, the dragon would not surrender so easily.

Even in the human countries, such a major event between two major forces would first hold a party, then express the most sincere greetings to each other while constantly pulling, striving for the greatest benefits for their side, and finally sign the contract representing this historic moment under the witness of the gods.

Negotiating with the dragon is even more dangerous. If you are not careful, you will end up with nothing left.

She had already made multiple preparations for this.

But what is going on now?

"You just agreed?" Vina looked at the humanoid dragon in front of her with some disbelief.

"What else?" Irene raised her eyebrows, "I said, I am a peace-loving dragon."

Then Irene hooked her outstretched hand. "Don't waste time, my patience is limited."

'Okay... okay. 'Vina was a little confused in her heart, but she remained calm on the surface. The education she received in the church since she was a child allowed her to hide everything well, and she even had a smile on her face.

"Since you are so anxious, let's sign the contract here."

After saying that, Vina took out a piece of parchment emitting magical light from the storage ring and handed it over with both hands.

"Just sign your real name on it. Under the witness of the God of Light, the party that violates the contract will be punished by God."

Erin took the parchment and just glanced at it, and saw the densely packed names shining with magical light. Those were the real names of all the leaders of the Eastern countries.

And at the bottom, there was a vacancy.

The general meaning of the contract is: "From the signing of the contract, the Eastern countries will establish peaceful exchanges with the new forces in the God-forsaken Land and shall not invade each other. The contract expires in 100 years."

Irene looked up at Vina and saw that her expression was normal. She did not notice any unusual fluctuations in the contract. Then she took the quill pen handed over by Wangcai and signed her real name on the contract: "Irene Aphra Christina."

With the signing of the real name, the contract was officially established, and the parchment gradually turned into a light spot and disappeared.

After doing this, Irene breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Finally, I don't have to be so cautious."

A hundred years is enough for her to grow to adulthood. By then, let alone self-protection, I am afraid that ordinary legendary strongmen will have to go around her when they see her.

After the thought fell in her mind, Irene remained calm on the surface and said to Wangcai indifferently: "Wangcai, see you off."

After saying that, she turned around and left.

However, before Wangcai made any move, he heard a cry of surprise: "Wait a moment!"

It was Vina who raised her hand.

Irene turned her head and saw the little saint biting her lip, suppressing the joy on her face, as if she had made a decision, and said seriously:

"Your Majesty Irene! Since you have signed this peace-symbolizing contract, you have been integrated into our Eastern countries. There are some things I want to make clear to you."

"First of all, please allow me to preach in this land of the God-forsaken Land. I will spread the glory of the God of Light all over this land."

"Let these humble and pitiful guys return to the arms of my Lord."

Hearing this, Irene's eyebrows had already wrinkled, but Vina seemed to be unconcerned. She looked around at Wangcai and other imperial guards:

"Also, as early as the Holy Kingdom, I heard that you had some alchemical equipment that seemed to be ancient creations. I don't knowWhere did you dig these creations from? But as a believer of the God of Light, I advise you to hand over all the creations cursed by the gods, and I will take them back and destroy them all! "

After saying this in one breath at a very fast speed, Vina had a sweet smile on her face, and her eyes met with Irene's increasingly indifferent eyes.

Although the task given to her by the church was just to sign a contract, and it was easily completed.

But Vina was naturally unwilling to leave just like that and just complete her job after realizing that the other party was not as cruel as rumored and seemed to be quite easy to talk to.

So, she simply said all the ideas in her mind.

If she did this, she believed that whether it was His Majesty the God of Light, The Pope would be proud of her!

However, what she didn't notice was that the guard, Raya, who was standing by, had a very ugly expression and her body tensed up.

Raya didn't know whether she should just pull her highness away. According to her duties, she shouldn't say much, but her highness's behavior now was tantamount to courting death.

She actually dared to talk to an evil dragon like this. Should I say that she is worthy of being a saint who grew up in the church and never experienced the hardships of the outside world?

As expected, the next second, Irene frowned and said unhappily: "What are you talking about?"

"I said..." Vina thought that the evil dragon didn't hear clearly, and she wanted to say it again without paying attention to the guard who was pulling her sleeves frantically, but she was interrupted by Irene again as soon as she opened her mouth:

"Forget it, I'm not interested, Wangcai, send this not-so-smart guy away, don't let her dirty this land."

"Yes. "

Wangcai responded, and the mithril lines on the power armor flashed, and he walked in front of Vina, stretched out a hand, and said condescendingly: "Sir, please."

Such a dramatic scene obviously frustrated the idealistic saint.