Big Capitalist

As Astrid ate heartily, her thoughts drifted to her mother Ysera.

She secretly complained that she really couldn't understand why her mother had to pick on Merlin, when it was clearly Merlin's ancestors who were wrong.

And there was his silly brother who loved Andersen so much that he was almost dying and was willing to sacrifice his life in the end. He was so stupid.

However, her mother's efforts had actually benefited her. At the current rate of wealth accumulation, she would sooner or later become the richest dragon in the dragon clan.

Then, let’s see who dares to look down on her.

Just as Astrid was imagining a bright future, Bartlett rushed to her cave and shouted at the entrance, "Are you there, Astrid?"

When Astrid heard the voice, her eyes lit up immediately, and she secretly rejoiced: "Hey, the sucker is finally here."

She immediately put down the wine glass and meat in her hands and walked over with a smile on her face.

"Bartlett, what do you want from me?" Astrid asked knowingly.

Maybe because she hung out with Merlin for too long, Astrid picked up a Northeastern accent. There's nothing she can do about it, the Northeastern dialect is just so catchy.

Bartlett said anxiously, "I want to become stronger in the dream world. I need strength so badly. I'm too weak now, and I really don't want to disappoint Celia."

"My apprentice is really amazing. I don't want to disappoint Celia. Listen, listen!" Astrid laughed secretly in her heart. Almost every dragon who came here to recharge could mention Celia. Those who didn't know would really think Celia was the kind of succubus who was good at charm, rather than a gentle and kind elf.

Astrid raised an eyebrow and pretended to be generous. "Since you've come to me for help, and we're both dragons, I have to help you. How about this? Next time you enter the dream world, use the communication crystal to let me know. I'll take you to see someone who can definitely help you."

"Really? You really promised me?" Bartlett couldn't believe his ears.

"Of course, we are both dragons. You are my first client and my best friend." As Astrid said this, she put her arm around Bartlett's shoulders with a wicked smile on her face.

But she added in her heart: "He will also be the biggest victim of the list in the future."

Bartlett was deeply moved, but he still gently broke free from Astrid's embrace.

Seeing this, Astrid was a little surprised.

Bartlett said seriously, "I'm afraid Celia will misunderstand."

The corner of Astrid's mouth twitched fiercely, and she cursed inwardly, "Look at you, you look so ugly, and you're afraid Celia will misunderstand you. With your appearance, if Celia even glances at you, I'll lose."

But she still kept a smile on her face and said, "Okay, okay, you are really infatuated."

Astrid watched Bartlett's departing back, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Merlin is truly worthy of his name. How on earth did he discover a spirit like Celia, who could have completely captivated these dragons? Tsk, but this isn't a bad thing for me. It's another day full of hope."

Bartlett, on his side, hurried back to prepare to enter Merlin's dream world.

Not long after, Bartlett came out of his tree house room and went straight to Celia's reception hall.

As soon as he saw Celia, he immediately put on a smile and praised: "Celia, you look even more beautiful today."

Celia responded to him with a smile, and Bartlett then opened the system panel and asked where Astrid was through the newly launched friend chat function.

Astrid replied quickly, "Tell him to come to the Moonlight Tavern. I'll be waiting here."

"Moonlight Tavern?" Bartlett muttered to himself as he looked at the system map. "That place seems to be in the back streets of Huttonmar."

Bartlett followed the instructions on the map and soon arrived at the Moonlight Tavern.

The door of the tavern was half-open, and a warm and soft light shone through the crack, accompanied by the sound of melodious music. He gently pushed the door open and stepped into the tavern.

Inside the pub, the wooden floor glows softly under the light, as if telling the story of time.

There are several round tables in the center of the hall, with benches placed around them in an orderly manner.

Various strange paintings and ancient weapons are hung on the walls, showing the unique style of this world.

Behind the bar, a tall woman was busy working. She was the tavern owner, Sosia. Sosia had long light golden hair and bright and gentle eyes. She expertly mixed various drinks with graceful and smooth movements.

In the corner of the tavern, there were several adventurers sitting, talking in low voices and occasionally laughing heartily.

The air is filled with a faint aroma of wine, a unique fragrance mixed with various fine wines, which makes people feel slightly tipsy.

On the ceiling of the pub, there are several chandeliers emitting dim light, adding a warm and mysterious atmosphere to the entire space.

Bartlett immediately spotted Astrid, who was sitting by the window. She was drinking leisurely. When she saw Bartlett come in, she raised her hand slightly to signal him to come over.

Bartlett walked quickly to Astrid's side and noticed that there was a man in a white robe sitting next to Astrid.

The man seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious aura. He hid his entire face under the wide hood, with only a pair of deep eyes faintly visible, making it impossible to see his features clearly, making him look even more mysterious.

Bartlett was extremely anxious. After sitting down, he couldn't wait to ask Estri about the secret of her strength.

Astrid gently shook the wine glass in her hand, and the wine inside shone with an alluring luster. She scolded, "Are you in such a hurry? Can't you wait a little longer until we finish our glass of wine and enjoy this pleasant time?"

Bartlett frowned anxiously as he said, "How can I not be anxious? I've been stuck in the Mirkwood for a long time. Every time I face that bull-headed beast, I'm powerless to fight back. If this continues, when will Celia finally take notice of me?"

"Okay, okay, that's really boring." Astrid shrugged helplessly, put down her wine glass, and pointed at the white-robed man beside her, "Then you should ask this person, not me."

Bartlett then turned his fiery gaze to the man in white robe who had been sitting beside him without saying a word.

The white robe was as bright as moonlight, soft yet luxurious in texture, and with slight movements, ripples appeared like water waves.

In his hand, he held an exquisite and beautiful staff, on the top of which was inlaid a gem that emitted a soft glow. As the light flowed, it seemed to contain endless mysterious power.

The chin line revealed from under the hood is clear, revealing an indescribable elegance. Even if you can't see the whole face clearly, you can feel that this person is no ordinary person, as if he has walked out of a mysterious legend.