When they left the treasury, it was already around three or four in the morning. The Ancient Gold Dragon and the Dwarf King returned to the Royal Palace together, engaging in casual conversation along the way, and significantly, none mentioned the crucial agreement.
In the Royal Palace, the Young Gold Dragon, Aurora, had been waiting for a long time. The Dwarves, known for their strong tolerance for liquor, were gradually getting up from the ground, though still somewhat groggy.
Then, amid the lingering farewells of the Dwarves, the robust singing and enthusiastic cheering, the two Gold Dragons suddenly flapped their wings and soared into the sky.
At the broad terrace on the top of the Royal Palace, the Dwarf King raised his head, gazing long into the distance at the golden silhouette, his expression gradually becoming solemn.
