Agleya racked her brains trying to figure out how to change Hill's terrible idea.
She rarely refused gifts from Hill's Dad, but this overflowing paternal love was something Agleya felt she couldn't handle.
Anyone who heard it once would probably avoid it like that little golden dragon.
A hint of white appeared on the horizon outside the dimensional space, dawn was about to break.
Hill called Agleya and Terry to go out together: "Agleya, go pick a location for the temple, and think about what materials to use.
Terry, you can also look for a suitable spot for a dragon nest in the Sword Mountain Range!
There aren't any powerful beings nearby. The corrupted animals in the Undead Swamp are probably the strongest, Agleya should be fine, but it's best not to kill them easily."
"Alright, Hill's Dad." Agleya got up hurriedly.
"No need to rush; we have plenty of time." Hill soothed his anxious daughter.
Agleya squinted at Hill and smiled, feeling a tinge of guilt inside.
