After much thought, Mitchell finally agreed.
For one thing, Mitchell was a reasonable man.
Although adopting the silver dragon was not his original intention, he had indeed thought of integrating the genes of the silver dragon initially, so he had almost snatched something that belonged to others.
On the other hand, the old butler's attitude was rather good and it wasn't a big deal to help.
Finally, the other party also agreed to give him other rewards.
If this Leon family could find some rare creatures to give to Mitchell, it would definitely not be a loss for him.
Since that was the case, he had no reason not to help.
Just take it as doing a business deal.
Anyway, he didn't have a definite goal now, so it didn't matter where he went.
As for the unruly and willful young mistress, Mitchell simply ignored her.
Although she was the young mistress, anyone with discerning eyes could tell that the old butler's words carried more weight.
***
The location of the forest was not far from Storm City, so it didn't take too long for this group of people to reach Storm City.
Along the way, the young mistress was obviously very interested in Mitch and had been trying to play with it.
However, perhaps because of Mitchell, Little Mitch was very unfriendly to the young mistress.
It never gave her a pleasant look whenever the young mistress talked to it.
It made the young mistress very depressed too.
Now, they had already arrived at the outskirts of Storm City.
Mitchell suddenly thought of something and said hesitatingly,
"Could you get me a veil to cover my face?"
Hearing that, the others couldn't help but stop and look at Mitchell with a strange expression.
The old butler frowned slightly as he asked curiously,
"Did you have enemies in Storm City or you are being wanted by the authorities, Sir?"
"No, I am not. But my looks…" Mitchell was also confused when he saw their reactions.
Were they not worried that his appearance would cause a commotion?
Everyone knew that the relationship between orcs and humans had never been good.
He himself had transmigrated.
Moreover, before he transmigrated, he was also an ordinary human on Earth, so naturally, he had no ill intentions towards humans.
However, these guys were not on guard against him at all. Weren't they being too chilled?
Right then, the young mistress who had always disliked Mitchell, finally spoke up,
"You're simply too narcissistic. Even if you think you look great, you shouldn't need to enter the city with a mask on, right? Do you think that all the women in the city are going to harass you?"
That made Mitchell even more confused.
What the heck?
When did I ever say that I was handsome?
Moreover, there should be a huge difference between the aesthetic standards of humans and orcs, right?
Why does it feel like I'm not too bad-looking from this lass' words?
Just as Mitchell was perplexed, the old butler came out to smooth things over,
"Hahaha, it doesn't matter if you don't wear a mask. Let's hurry and enter the city."
Mitchell didn't say anything else after that.
It seemed that the Leon Family truly had great influence in Storm City.
They could actually bring an orc into the city openly.
From the looks of it, his chances of obtaining precious birds and rare beasts from the Leon Family had gotten much higher.
As they slowly approached the city gates, Mitchell instinctively focused his attention.
If the Storm City garrison made things difficult for him, he would be able to respond immediately.
They were ten meters away from the city gate.
Five meters.
Three meters.
One meter!
Right at that moment, one of the guards stared at Mitchell with a shocked expression.
Mitchell sighed inwardly.
Indeed, no matter how powerful the Leon Family was, casually bringing orcs into Storm City was a bit too ridiculous.
It seemed like he had to fight his way out.
Just as he was about to pull out his weapon, the city guard couldn't help but smilingly ask,
"Is that a dragon that is crouching on your shoulders, Sir?"
Mitchell froze and nodded slightly.
I'm already prepared to fight, but your focus is actually on the silver dragon?
Upon hearing this soldier's words, the other soldiers all came over and began pointing at the silver dragon.
But no one paid attention to Mitchell's appearance.
Now, Mitchell was really perplexed.
Could it be that humans were, in actuality, very friendly to orcs?
All the orcs in his memory have said that humans were very hostile to orcs, but was it just prejudice?
Right then, the old butler waved his hand and said,
"Alright, gentlemen. Please make way for us. This is an honored guest of our Leon Family."
The soldiers cooperatively made way for them after hearing the name of the Leon Family.
The soldier who had spoken earlier also said respectfully,
"So you are from the Leon Clan. Forgive us for not recognizing you. Please enter the city."
The old butler nodded at the soldiers as a form of greeting.
Then, he took the lead and continued walking into the city.
Looking at Mitchell's stunned expression, the young mistress said proudly,
"We, the Leon Family, are a big family in Storm City. Everyone knows about us, so it's quite rare that you haven't heard of the Leon Clan."
Mitchell didn't rely. He just muttered to himself in his heart.
The Leon family was indeed powerful. They could even bring orcs into the city without any obstructions.
It seemed like he needed to get to know the Leon Family.
***
The Leon Family lived in the inner part of the Storm City.
Those who could live here were either high-ranking officials or wealthy elites.
Commoners were definitely not qualified to live here.
Mitchell looked at the scene in Storm City and felt a surge of emotion.
There were similar rules in Blood Roar City too.
However, even as the son of Xeno, he actually could only live in the outermost area of Blood Roar City.
How sad that was.
Soon, they arrived in front of a large mansion.
There were a few guards in front of the mansion.
When they saw the old butler and the group, they immediately went forward to welcome them.
Of course, they saw Mitchell too, but they didn't ask about him.
It was not their turn to be concerned about the people brought back by the old butler and the young mistress.
As such, Mitchell entered the Leon Family's residence without any obstructions.
"Father, I'm back!"
As soon as she reached home, the young mistress immediately shouted out.
Just like a child who was entering her territory.
A man's voice soon came from inside the house.
"Daughter, did you bring it back?"
His voice was filled with urgency.
His daughter had just returned but as her father, he did not show any concern for her. Instead, he asked questions first.
It seemed like the old butler was telling the truth when he said that their lady was critically ill and needed the Silver Dragon's help.
Mitchell was relieved to know the truth.
All he needed to do now was to ask Little Mitch to help.
Just as he was thinking about that, a man with a resolute face and an imposing aura walked out. He had a completely different temperament from ordinary people.
And then, something strange happened.
That man did not look at his daughter, but instead, he stared intently at Mitchell as he stood rooted to the ground.
Mitchell furrowed his brows too.
Did his identity as an orc finally bring him trouble?