The Innkeeper

Chapter 1527  How peculiar

Jack, still unable to move, was looking directly at seven small dragons, all identical except for in color. From all the legends he had heard, Jack could easily identify the brothers.

Envy had green scales, looking like a jade sculpture come to life. Pride was purple, his scales making him look like a veritable sea of amethyst. Wrath was, quite predictably, red, like the scorching sun over a desert. Sloth was light blue, and just looking at him made Jack hear the soothing ocean waves, making him want to doze off. Lust had scales of deep blue, like brilliant sapphires covering his body. Greed was a matted gold, like oldest treasures, forgotten by all save time. Gluttony was orange, like a packet of cheetols chips.

Jack had heard way too many stories about them not to recognize them. Yet, similarly, because he had heard too many stories about them, he could not be sure about what their personalities were really like.

He had completely sealed off his thoughts, something he already had some experience with, but he wasn't too sure if that would keep his secrets safe. He was already surprised that the Dao Lords had been unable to look into his connection with his other body - something he more or less was prepared to be revealed.