Chapter 1200 - 547: Valentina Feels Very Wronged

Chapter 1200: Chapter 547: Valentina Feels Very Wronged

Her vertical pupils slightly contracted, her gaze piercing through the crowd and accurately locking onto the giant white squirrel.

The relaxed and leisurely look in Miss Hungry Dragon’s eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by gravity, scrutiny, and a hint of instinctive displeasure at the intrusion into her territory.

She could sense that this creature, which looked fluffy and as if its fur would be pleasant to touch, contained a terrifying power within.

It’s well known that when two powerful creatures meet in one party’s territory, fierce conflict is bound to occur.

This is an instinct embedded in the bloodline of many strong creatures, especially for Giant Dragons with a strong sense of territory; an uninvited presence is undoubtedly a provocation.

Conflict, as expected, occurred.

However, the anticipated magical duel or physical brawl did not happen.

No one knew what consensus these two reached, but instead of direct confrontation, they resorted to a method that left others puzzled.

Valentina stopped about five steps away from the squirrel, crossed her arms, and sized up her opponent.

The Holy Tree Guardian also raised its head, its obsidian-like eyes calmly looking back, its large tail gently swaying behind it.

Aside from staring at each other, the two had no verbal exchange, but seemed to understand something.

They silently stared at each other for a moment, with an invisible pressure permeating the air.

Valentina seemed to make a judgment first, uncrossing her arms, her face showing a mixture of curiosity and defiance.

She moved towards the other, extending her right hand, which the squirrel also placed its hand upon.

Afterwards, the two maintained this posture without moving.

They stood there like two solid statues.

Only the slightly sunken ground beneath their feet and the subtle trembling of their arms silently hinted that it was not as calm as it seemed.

Exactly.

Two powerful creatures with raging strength chose to compete using the most primitive form of contest.

They are—arm! wrestling!

This conclusion left Sofia a bit stunned; she had imagined scenes of earth-shattering battles but hadn’t anticipated such almost play-like proceedings.

Yet soon, Miss Centaur realized what the significance behind this "play" entailed.

This was the purest test of strength, stripped of technique, magic, and external aids; the most direct and primal dialogue between strong beings.

Moreover, the squirrel’s identity was unknown and displayed friendliness, very likely truly a friend of Herbert.

If they were to truly fight, it might harm their rapport, whereas arm wrestling could determine the victor without hurting relations.

How clever!

Yes, Lady Valentina certainly thought deeply and carefully before choosing this method.

With Sofia’s explanation, the distant Eldaians, after a moment of panic, calmed down, watching the contest from afar, occasionally discussing in low voices.

Since there wasn’t any world-ending magic or blood-drenched battles, the residents’ fear greatly decreased, replaced by intense curiosity.

They gathered in groups of threes and fives at a safe distance, on tiptoe, craning their necks to observe this unprecedented competition.

"Lady Valentina, earlier, was it... pressed into the ground?"

A moment ago, Lady Valentina seemed to disappear for an instant.

What exactly happened was unknown, but a pit appeared beside her, accompanied by dirt on her body.

It seems... Lady Valentina was suddenly inspired and dug a hole on purpose.

"Uh, shh, don’t talk about it, just pretend we didn’t see anything afterward... cough!"

The person nearby promptly reminded nervously, stealing glances towards Valentina’s direction, worried about her hearing.

After all, everyone knows that although this Lady Fire Dragon behaves obediently before Lord Herbert, a dragon’s temper isn’t always so docile.

"...Hmm!"

Valentina’s originally pale cheeks were now flushed red, resembling ripe apples, with faint traces of scarlet scales subtly visible on her forehead and neck.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her vertical pupils filled with unimaginable disbelief and stubbornness struggling desperately.

The two conversing priestess girls silently averted their gazes, unwilling to catch Lady Valentina’s expression.

Poor thing, her face was flushed red!

Looking at the squirrel opposite, well, it’s clearly not the same style!

"This squirrel is indeed quite strong! Oh, I actually touched its tail just now, and it wasn’t angry..."

"Ah, you touched it too? I also sneakily touched it once, its texture is really nice!"

The Holy Tree Guardian, even amidst the competition, seemed distracted, having heard this calmly, and leisurely stroked its own beautiful huge tail with another paw.

It even had leisure to turn its head and wink at the two girls discussing its tail, letting out a gentle, slightly triumphant hum from its throat.

As if arm wrestling with the Epic Giant Dragon was merely an amusing game to it.

"Hoo hum~"

It hummed quite triumphantly, the sound carrying a relaxed nasal tone, leisurely adding a bit of force.

When some rejoice, naturally, others worry.

The result before her made Sofia’s heart sink once again, instinctively touching the cold mirror fragments she held, pondering how to proceed.

Ultimately, she still felt that this situation should be reported promptly to Herbert’s people.