The Home of the White Dragons Part I

“Whoa... where the hell is this?”

The word “magnificent” felt insufficient for Dani at this moment as he gazed out over the unbelievable scenery. The surroundings were filled with white mist—or perhaps calling it clouds would be more appropriate.

“Whoa... hiding in a place like this, no wonder we couldn’t find them.”

Belle whistled softly as she looked around. They were now standing on an incredibly high mountaintop, practically touching the sky. Around them were several other peaks at the same height, surrounded by lush nature, including waterfalls and various types of vegetation. Most striking of all were the numerous dragons flying around, all of them distinctly white.

“This many... how many types are there?”

Joke spoke up, his gaze fixated on the dragons of various kinds flying in the distance. His evident desire was so clear that Belle, standing beside him, had to elbow him hard.

“Rein in your excitement, master.”

“H-huh?” The bespectacled man snapped out of it.