Chapter 820: Open the door, delivery!
Fifteen years ago
"Black, what should I do? I've already paved a new path and succeeded in applying to establish a club at the school, but why hasn't any dragon joined after so long?"
The young Silver Dragon, now a Juvenile Dragon, complained to a book with a black and golden cover while staying in his single dragon dormitory.
"Because you're a dragon!" Hearing the Juvenile Silver Dragon's complaint, an ominous Black Mist rose from the Curse Book and then condensed into the form of an Abyss Refining Demon, whose eyes flickered with red light as it stared at the Silver Dragon, its face vividly displaying a helpless expression.
"Do you think you would have taken a liking to curses if not for my influence?"
"No!" The Juvenile Silver Dragon instinctively shook his head in response to Black's question.
"What was your impression of curses before you met me?"