Chapter 479 Friendship Lasts Forever!

Although these young dragons were small, their claws were as sharp as steel. They spewed flames of varying sizes from their mouths, but with more smoke.

Rocobik hid behind Rogge in fear, closing his eyes tightly, not daring to witness what was about to happen. At the same time, he prayed in his heart, hoping that he could escape.

"Be quiet, all of you." Rogge shouted at the young dragons with their claws and teeth bared. He clenched his fists and used pure power to tell these little guys who was the most powerful creature here.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Accompanied by a dull crash, Rogge's fist hit the young dragon's head like a hammer. One after another, the young dragons fell to the ground like ripe fruits falling from the tree.

They staggered and tried to stand firm, and their two claws moved left and right according to their own ideas, as if they were drunk.

Seeing that the two-legged creature in front of them was so powerful, the remaining two young dragons were afraid and turned to flee to Leh. But they soon realized that the big devil was following them, and they hurriedly sprayed smoking flames to the back, trying to intimidate the enemy.

Rogge sneered and waved his palm, easily dispersing the dragon breath that was jumping like a bonfire. At the same time, he kicked away the dizzy young dragons on the ground and quickly came to the deserter.

His two hands were like giant pliers made of steel, quickly and powerfully locking the slender necks of the two young dragons. They immediately panicked, roared in fear, and looked at Leh who was watching the show not far away with eyes full of help.

Leh's three dragon heads quickly rose up, looking at the sky with white clouds, as if there was a treasure like One Piece hidden there. It had long known that this wizard... no, its noble, kind and powerful master was extraordinary. Not only was his magic powerful, but his physical strength was not weaker than its own. It even suspected that Rogge was a wizard who transformed into a dragon.

Rogge did not have the affectionateness of Hagrid to treat these cubs, nor did he have Leh's doting on them. In his eyes, these little cubs must realize that he is their master and leader.

If they cannot establish such a concept in their brains, Rogge does not mind hanging their ignorant dragon heads on the fireplace panel. He grabbed the two dragon cubs and slammed them against each other, and then they lost consciousness like drunkards, dizzy and dazed.

"Rocobik, the pets at home are a little disobedient, I'm sorry to make you laugh." Rogge said, glaring at Lech, frightening him so much that he quickly covered his head with his wings and dared not look directly at his master's anger.

Rocobik couldn't believe that this was an accident. Deep in his heart, he firmly believed that Rogge was using the power of the dragon to intimidate him.

Look at the towering dragon in front of him, its three heads are so terrifying and hideous. The fairy felt his body trembling involuntarily, and even felt that his fangs were not as big as Lech's.

"Stand still." Rogge's voice was filled with unquestionable majesty. He waved the magic wand in his hand and cast a quick resurgence on the young dragons under his feet.

Almost in an instant, the group of little guys regained their vitality and became full of vitality again. They looked at Rogge in fear and ran towards Lech, shouting curses and roaring, as if they were complaining to Lech.

Rogge's smile was helpless, and he had to wave the magic wand again and hang them in the air with a floating spell. He stretched out his finger and flicked it gently, and these dragon cubs started to spin like toy tops.

After a few more times, the young dragons finally understood who was the master here. Their boss, Lech, did not dare to resist this black-haired demon. They quickly stood up properly, tears flashing in their big eyes, begging Rogge not to punish them again.

Rogge stretched out his palm and gently stroked their heads. At first, they shrank because of fear, but soon found that this black-haired demon was expressing goodwill. So, they relaxed their bodies and accepted his touch obediently.

"Mr. Roger, you are really a dragon trainer." Rocobik swallowed his saliva, his eyes revealing a desire for those young dragons, how he wished he could touch these cute dragon cubs.

"Maybe." Roger's expression was still calm. He looked at Lech and asked, "Someone is trying to murder me recently..."

"Master, is it it?" Lech interrupted Roger directly, and three dragon heads quickly came over, and six lantern-like eyes tightly surrounded Rocobik.

Its big nostrils spewed out hot breath, and its snow-white dragon teeth flashed with sharp light. Rocobik was frightened and collapsed to the ground. It hurriedly shouted in a crying voice: "No, it's not me. Roger, save me..."

Rocobik did not stop Lech immediately, but watched the scene with interest. He hoped that Rocobik could reveal more information under Lech's threat. The art of negotiation is often between this subtle oppression and fear.

I don't know if Rocobik was frightened or not, he kept shouting for help, and even started calling for his mother in the fairy language. However, although he was extremely scared, he still didn't say a word about the intelligence.

"Leh, how can you intimidate our kind and generous Mr. Rocobik?" Rogge patted its dragon teeth and signaled it to step back.

"Rocobik left Gringotts alone to make money, no, for the safety of your master. He ran here to report the news." Rogge smiled and extended a friendly hand, as if he was praising Rocobik's courage.

"I won't bargain in half today. I'll give you 30,000 Galleons."

"Sir..." Rocobeek tried his best to hide the tears in his eyes. Although his body was shaking under the threat of the dragon, his heart was dominated by greed. "Your price is too low..."

"Low? You should know that I have many friends in the magic world. The current Director of the Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic is also my best friend."

"They didn't find any clues, but you were so sure that someone wanted to kill me. So..." He paused deliberately, and his sharp eyes pierced Rocobeek's mind, "There is only one reason, there are goblins in the assassin team."

"You and I both know that the defense of Travis Manor is extraordinary. But the sky and the underground are still not 100% protected." Rogge gently patted Leh's dragon nose and boasted: "It is the overlord of the sky, a smart, strong and fearless dragon."

"For its master, it will shed its last drop of blood in the air."

Leh felt its nose itchy. When it heard Rogge's proposal to fight to death, its instinctive reaction was to resist. However, feeling the master's cold and sharp gaze, it immediately straightened its chest and roared: "For the master, I, Leh, will not hesitate to die!"

"Ah...A-choo..." It quickly turned the dragon head and sprayed out a spectacular waterfall of fire.

The flames rolled in the air, and the air twisted and trembled under the high temperature of the dragon's breath. Rockbeck was shocked by this power, and it realized that Rogge had the ability to resist tens of thousands of snakemen. Since the opponent's strength is so strong, it seems that the price it preset in its mind does need to be reconsidered.

"Mr. Roger." Rocobick said in an extremely flattering tone, "I have witnessed your strength with my own eyes. I believe that those foolish assassins are doomed to suffer heavy casualties and return in vain. Their death and blood will build the reputation of Travis and the dragon Lech."

"If you can raise the price a little bit, your humble and sincere fairy friend, Rocobick, is willing to offer a key piece of information for your victory."

"Oh?" A gleam flashed in Roger's eyes, and he gently raised his hand and let Lech step aside.

"I am glad that Rocobick is still willing to be my friend. Tell me the final offer, friend." He kindly grabbed the fairy's hand and pulled it up from the ground.

Rocobick's eyes turned as fast as a windmill, and the offer in his mind quickly dropped from 3 million galleons to 300,000. It pinched its arm with heartache, as if it was suffering from the concession it was about to make.

Finally, it gritted its teeth and stomped its feet, and decided to give Rocobick another "huge discount": 9.9% off. This is the biggest concession that the goblin can make in its business.

"You have to think about it carefully." Rogge interrupted Rocobeek before he could speak. "I said that you only have one chance to make an offer. The previous 3 million was just a joke."

His words were full of irrefutable firmness, which made Rocobeek feel great pressure.

It began to hesitate. Although it didn't know itself, it knew the negotiating party in front of it very well. Rogge didn't have the arrogance that other wizards had when dealing with goblins, but he had the shrewdness that they didn't have.

Once he identified something, he would definitely find ways to get it; and his promise would definitely be fulfilled. Rocobeek was naturally willing to do business with such a friend, but he also knew that Rogge would lower the price as much as possible.

Under such pressure and hesitation, Rocobeek had to re-examine his offer to avoid returning empty-handed and gaining nothing.

"Sir..." It took a deep breath, spoke slowly, and kept considering the next words, "If this is a one-time transaction, I can fully accept your offer. Sell all the information and action plans of those people for 30,000 Galleons."

"But if you need a sincere friend, I think the value of this business is..." Rocobick carefully considered, and finally a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he gave the desired offer with the strength of a roar, "200,000! Yes, 200,000 Galleons."

Rogge's mouth curled up a smile. This price is indeed a bit high. But seeing that Rocobick came to report the news, he can accept it.

"Dear Mr. Rocobick, you are still so generous and sincere." Rogge's tone became lighter, and he responded in an almost cordial way, showing the demeanor of a wizard, "How could I oppose the offer made by a friend?"

He smiled slightly and continued: "But you also made me understand how much a sincere fairy friend is worth.

"170,000 Galleons, isn't it? " His tone was mixed with a bit of teasing.

Roccobeek was not ashamed but proud. He patted his chest and said proudly: "I think my personal value is much higher than 170,000."

"I totally agree with this." Rogge motioned to Chacha to prepare Galleons. The Travis family did not put all their wealth in Gringotts. "However, if someone offers a higher price, you will definitely betray my sincere friend without hesitation. Then, you will get a more sincere friend."

Rocobick did not refute, but responded in a joking tone: "You are my best friend and business partner. If you let me betray you... you have to pay more."

"There is no doubt about this." Rogge nodded, and was not angry at Rocobick's straightforwardness. He unlocked the traceless expansion pack, and 200,000 Galleons poured down like a golden waterfall.

The sound of the gold coins colliding echoed in the air, crisp and pleasant, like a magical movement. Rocobick was like a drunkard who drank countless fine wines, intoxicated in the hill of 200,000 Galleons, almost unable to extricate himself.

"The agreement we reached does not include the Traceless expansion pack." Rogge jokingly shook the purse in front of Rocobik and proposed a seemingly fair deal: "10,000 Galleons, and you can use it to take these gold coins away."

"Impossible!" Rocobik lay tightly on the gold coins, protecting them with his hands and feet. With a determined light in its eyes, it rejected Rogge's proposal without hesitation: "I won't buy it even for 1 copper kart."

"Oh, you are a goblin after all." Rogge didn't fall for it, and said in a teasing tone: "Everyone knows that a traceless expansion pack costs 1 galleon."

"Sir, you are the goblin." Rocobick snorted coldly and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Look at its serious wear and tear and the ugly wrinkles on the leather. It is only worth 15 silver Sickles. You profiteer!"

"Thank you for your recognition and praise." Rogge looked at Rocobick putting gold coins in his pocket and smiled and said: "Now you can tell me the information. If it satisfies me, it can be given to you as a gift."

The goblin's eyes flashed with surprise, and it asked in an unbelievable tone: "Really?" When it saw Rogge nod to confirm, it sat down on the pile of gold coins and began to narrate the information it knew.

"Not long ago, our king met with the goblins from the United States." Rocobick said in an envious tone, "Oh my God, you know, they can break the shackles of the law and use the wand at will." Because for the goblins, the right to use the wand has been deprived in the last rebellion.

"That guy wants to borrow our underground passage. You know, the tunnel we dug can lead from London to the Yarlung Zangbo River."

Rogge immediately thought of the foundry in the manor. The hole under it was the passage for the goblins to transport materials in the past. Although it is blocked now, it can be quickly drilled through if necessary.

He did not interrupt Rocobick, but listened quietly to what he said next.

"Rogge, do you know?" Rocobik waved his arms, as if he wanted to describe a huge scene, "I have never seen so many strange guys."

"They are called snakemen, like small giant monsters covered with snake skin, there are a hundred thousand of them!" He looked down at the gold coins, as if comparing the number, "It's half as much. But the snakemen are much bigger than Garlon, and much bigger than us."

Rogge's face became serious. If those snakemen rushed through the goblin tunnel. Even if he could escape, his home would be completely destroyed.

"They gathered together and filled up hundreds of passages." Rocobik sighed repeatedly, hoping to see a hint of surprise or fear on Rogge's calm face.

But Rogge's face was still calm, and no negative emotions were detected. It took a breath of disappointment, and then said: "The wizard who can turn into a mouse will lead them to attack the manor from underground."

"The sky is the world of dragons, the ground is the world of wizards, but the underground is the world of our fairies!" Rocobick's voice became excited, and he proudly declared: "No matter how many wars there are, wizards cannot go underground to fight us."

"Oh, and this big lizard with three heads... No, no, no, a dragon!" Rocobick, who was too proud of himself, hurriedly concealed his true thoughts, fearing that he would be swallowed by Lech or eaten by the young dragons.

Rogge coughed lightly, signaling Rocobick not to go off topic: "When will they start attacking? Will they dig tunnels again, or use the previous ones?"

"I don't know the specific time." Rocobick shook his head and saw Rogge put away the traceless expansion pack, and hurriedly said: "The wizard doesn't know either. He seems to be waiting for some news before launching an attack."

Seeing that the traceless expansion pack was completely taken away, it revealed more: "However, I didn't see the tribesmen digging new tunnels. Especially near your manor, the king has not allowed us to come recently."

Rogge stared at it and asked sternly: "Is the tunnel under the forge not completely filled?"

Rocobik smiled cunningly, rubbed his hands unnaturally, and replied in a low voice: "Sir, you didn't pay us to fill it back then. If you need it..."

"Don't alert the enemy." Rogge shook his head and gave it the Traceless Expansion Pack. "My friend, maybe you need a magic telephone so that you can contact me at any time."

"Mr. Rogge, can't you give me one?" Rocobick asked expectantly while checking the worthless purse in its mouth.

"Give? You're dreaming. If there is any other news, I'm also willing to pay." He smiled with a hint of humor in his tone, and then said, "Of course, if someone tries to make you his friend, I'm willing to double the price to ensure that our friendship is as indestructible as steel."

"Oh, you are so generous!" Rocobick shouted loudly while filling the gold coins, "Rogge, we should drink a glass for our everlasting friendship!"

"If you give me good wine, I'm willing to bring a pair of goblets."

Rocobick's face turned black and his head shook like a rattle.