Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon’s Might
Chapter 268 - 265: Dividing the Spoils

Chapter 268: Chapter 265: Dividing the Spoils

Aside from Su Ausis running off and losing many of the Magic Items he carried with him, all the loot from the pyramid, including the ruins outside the pyramid, was stuffed into the small space of Leon’s Sleeve of the Universe.

By now, his small space was already struggling under the strain, requiring him to continuously expend Mana to maintain it.

Of course, compared to activating the Vajra Body or enabling the Dharma Body with Three Heads and Six Arms, the Mana consumption for this was entirely negligible—a mere trickle versus opening up the floodgates.

Leon had initially intended to head straight back to the Volcanic Island in one go and only deal with the treasure division after he was home. But frankly, he couldn’t tolerate Salovis buzzing around in front of him.

"I’ve already said I’ll split the loot with you, so I’ll split the loot with you. What are you so anxious about?" Leon said. "If I really wanted to keep it all to myself, none of you could stop me. Even the three of you combined together wouldn’t be my match. In fact, I could guarantee that you wouldn’t even be able to injure me."

With the Vajra Body, Leon had every reason to be confident.

As long as he had Mana, he was invincible.

His current problem, however, was insufficient Mana for a prolonged battle. Against opponents who only relied on brute force, he could crush them without issue, but when faced with cunning adversaries like Su Ausis, who unleashed Spell after Spell endlessly, if he couldn’t take them down in one swift move, retreating would become the only option.

"I, I didn’t mean to doubt my big brother," Salovis stammered. "I was just curious and wanted to know how much loot we got together so I could figure out how much of a cut I’d get."

Leon shifted his gaze from Salovis to Cecilia and Tassera. The Green Dragon and the Blue Dragon weren’t flying around restlessly in his presence, but they clearly watched Salovis’s antics with amusement... It was easy to understand: they’re dragons, and what dragon isn’t obsessed with treasure? It’s just a matter of restraint.

"Fine, fine, I’ll indulge you," Leon glared at Salovis, "but once I give you your share, don’t ask me to carry anything for you. You’ll have to find your own way to bring it back to the Volcanic Island."

"I can put it in my mouth," Salovis said. At over three meters tall now, the teenage dragon had almost reached the level of a young dragon. Her head was roughly the size of a small car, capable of holding quite a bit.

Leon glanced around, habitually treating post-battle loot like he would in a game—heading back to town first before sorting out the spoils. He said, "We’ll find a safe place where I can take everything out, divide it up, and stop you all from constantly obsessing over it."

"What safe place?" Salovis retorted. "Isn’t wherever we are already a safe place? Who could possibly threaten us?"

"Don’t be so oblivious to the dangers around you," Leon replied. "The desert is Blue Dragon territory, and Blue Dragons have a highly developed sense of order. The oldest Blue Dragon in any given region serves as the Overlord for all weaker Blue Dragons nearby. At their command, they could probably summon dozens of Blue Dragons."

"You wouldn’t want to divide the treasure in plain sight, attract a Blue Dragon Dominator, and then draw dozens more Blue Dragons, would you?" Leon added, though he doubted they’d really end up summoning a Blue Dragon Dominator by dividing treasure here.

"Just mere Blue Dragons—I’ll beat each one that comes, and if two show up, I’ll take them both down," Salovis said dismissively. As a Red Dragon, even a Time Dragon wouldn’t make her flinch.

Tassera, unable to stand anyone underestimating Blue Dragons, said expressionlessly, "The Blue Dragon Dominator ruling this desert is merely an Ancient Blue Dragon. Salovis could slap him to the ground effortlessly. Even if he summoned five or six sturdy Blue Dragons and seven or eight adult Blue Dragons, it’d merely cost her a few extra tail swings."

Salovis could tell Tassera was being sarcastic towards her, but the problem was she honestly couldn’t beat Tassera. If they fought, she’d instantly be toyed with by the illusions Tassera created. She countered, "Blue Dragons are actually pretty formidable... As for a safe place, I know of one—big brother, your old castle."

"That Brass Dragon is way too weak; even I could knock him out," Salovis said, still fixated on the statues housed in that castle. A Brass Dragon had no right to own so many statues. She was already calculating how to take a few back to decorate her future lair; otherwise, she’d have to come again later.

Barring his current residence on the Volcanic Island, nowhere felt safer to Leon than his former Dome Castle. For once, Leon agreed with Salovis.

"What brings you all back here again?" the Brass Dragon asked. He wasn’t afraid of Leon, who could defeat him ten times over, nor of Tassera or Cecilia, with whom he had some slight familiarity. He feared Salovis—a textbook Evil Dragon.

"Borrowing your place," Leon said, disregarding whether the Brass Dragon objected. The Brass Dragon wouldn’t dare object, especially now that Salovis was still eying his statues hungrily.

Leon took everything out.

He had previously used a burst of Samadhi True Fire to melt the golden coffin. His Samadhi True Fire could burn away the Magic Enchantments on the coffin, but it couldn’t transmute gold into other metals. Gold was still gold and retained its value.

The pyramid served as Su Ausis’s Mage Tower and tomb. The Gold Coins in it weren’t particularly abundant—merely a hundred thousand or so, filling just a few chests. However, that didn’t mean there was a lack of gold; instead, it primarily appeared in the form of golden pots, golden cups, golden incense burners, and golden candlesticks.

Precious gemstones were embedded into porcelain shards. In some cases, countless gemstones were affixed and fused together, acting as pigments to form mosaic-style gemstone murals. The value of such murals was impossible to appraise. Even if one were to pry the gemstones off piece by piece and sell them individually, they might fetch tens or even hundreds of thousands of Gold Coins.