Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Your Excellency, we are in trouble, you'd better come and have a look."

The communication stone used to communicate with the paladin suddenly lit up, and then the voice of a paladin leader came out. Tyrell did not hesitate and said immediately,

"Report your location."

The messaging stone reported a location, and Tyrell teleported there with Su Hailun, but when he saw his surroundings clearly, he couldn't help but frown.

This is a building that looks not much different from other slums in the lower city. It is a low-rise, dilapidated house with leaky air. There is a smell in the air, and you can also smell a faint musty smell.

"what's the situation?"

Tyrell looked at the middle-aged paladin who came out of the house.

"Come in with me and take a look."

Seeing that the dragon lord arrived at the scene at the first moment, the paladin's face, which was originally full of anger and a bit sad, suddenly squeezed out a smile.

Without a word, the paladin walked into the house with two dragons. As soon as he entered the house, he immediately saw children with numb expressions one after another. The other paladin were using their magical skills to heal these children and warm their hearts. body and mind.

"Who are these children?"

Su Hailun couldn't help being shocked when she saw this scene. Because in addition to those children who were still breathing, she also saw many children who had lost their breath.

"plz follow me."

The middle-aged paladin did not stop. The two dragons followed him to the backyard of what might be called a mansion in the lower city. They saw an open entrance to the cellar, and one child after another was brought up from below the cellar. .

Di Ruier and Su Hailun walked over and took a look. The dark, cramped, damp and cold cellar was filled with children, ranging in age from three to ten years old. Basically, they were all children who did not have the ability to live independently. Except for a small number of people who reacted to the light above their heads, most of them remained motionless, waiting for the paladin to jump into the cellar to send them up, like walking zombies.

"Who does this house belong to?"

Gently waving his hand to disperse the stench gushing out from the cellar, Tyrell looked at the middle-aged paladin beside him and asked.

"This house is the stronghold of a gang in the Lower City. When we found this house, the gang members had already been wiped out."

The middle-aged paladin replied calmly.

"Then how did you find this place?"

Tyrell looked at the children who were almost filling the mansion and asked softly. Su Hailun had already cast a spell and joined the ranks of the paladins to heal these miserable children.

Among these children, apart from those with some intact limbs, there are also children with missing limbs and incomplete bodies.

As a dragon who has studied biological alchemy, Tyrell can tell at a glance that these disabilities are basically caused by acquired human factors and are by no means innate disabilities.

Obviously, these children have been treated inhumanely in the past years, and the numbness in their eyes is not just due to hunger.

"One of our companions was punishing evil when he received a request from a civilian to find her lost child, and then we found this place."

"Is her lost child here?"

"Yeah, but by the time we found out, it was already too late."

The middle-aged paladin lowered his head and shook his head with some pain.

"Our actions were too big and frightened these evil criminals. They wanted to hide the evidence of their crimes, so they hurriedly stuffed all these children into the cellar without enough water and food. Many children lost their lives like this, including that child."

"This is not your fault, you don't have to feel guilty about it."

Tyrell stretched out his palm and gently patted the middle-aged paladin on the shoulder.

"What we need to do is to prevent this from happening again."

"How can it be prevented?"

The paladin is in some pain, and it is precisely because he has seen too much that he becomes even more painful.

"In my territory, I can guarantee that this will never happen."

"That would be great."

The middle-aged paladin looked up at Tyrell.

"I want to know the origins of these children, how they ended up here."

Tyrell looked at these children and remained calm and restrained. However, the cloudy sky above Punolando was still inevitably gloomy, and dazzling lightning shuttled through the clouds, making a deafening roar.

"We made simple inquiries and found out that some of the children were stolen by gangs, and some said they came from the sea. The last part,"

The paladin introduced briefly, but as he spoke, his mood became depressed again,

"They said they were sold by their own parents."

This is the most desperate and powerless thing. As paladins, their morals are so high that they cannot witness the human trade happening right in front of their eyes.

But their difficult economic conditions and the fact that most of them are unable to guarantee their own safety prevent them from changing all this.

"Don't feel so pessimistic. Sometimes parents sell their children not because they don't love them, but because they don't have the ability to support them and just want them to continue living."

Tyrell had to open his mouth to comfort him, but even so, it was undeniable that among the poor and impoverished people, a considerable number of people sold their children as commodities.

"You don't have to comfort me like this. This is not the first time I have encountered such a situation. My heart is not so easily broken."

The paladin showed an extremely forced smile. He had seen too much suffering in the world, and in many cases, he was unable to change it. Although it was suffering again now, fortunately, the lord here gave them the opportunity to intervene. The opportunities therein.

“What are you going to do with these kids?”

"You first treat them briefly, then send them to the Governor's Mansion, and then issue a message to the port. If any parents come to claim them, after confirming their blood relationship, let these children go home."

"What if no one claims it?"

the paladin asked.

"Then let them live in the Governor's Mansion. That mansion is quite large and has a good environment. It can be converted into an orphanage to adopt children who cannot be raised by their parents for various reasons."

The moment Di Ruier finished speaking, eyes were cast from all directions. The middle-aged paladin, who was originally extremely depressed, turned flushed with excitement.

"You use the Governor's Palace to adopt these children, so where do you live?"

"Hahaha, you don't have to worry about that. I actually don't like walking in the posture you see now. I prefer to show my true body.

There is no building suitable for me in this city, so I plan to reorganize the order of this city before building a palace. That mansion will be abandoned sooner or later. In this case, let it play a more important role than before. effect. "

Tyrell laughed.

“Your generosity and kindness are like nothing I have ever seen in my life.”

A metal dragon that takes the initiative to take care of human children declares that it does not like human buildings. Such an awkward reason is naturally regarded by the paladins as some kind of tough talk, but this makes their impression of this dragon lord further. deepen.

Even after that night, the arriving paladins looked at Tyrell differently. It was the first time they saw such a lord.

"This is not generosity, it's just making the best use of everything."

Tyrell laughed dumbly. Many things he took for granted could easily have a huge impact on the people of Carlos' world once they were implemented according to what he was used to.

"Don't waste your time with me. There may be children like this. Find them all as soon as possible. For them, time is life."

"Follow your orders."

There is no doubt about the efficiency of the Paladin's work. After Tyrell's arrival, the basically vacant Governor's Mansion was filled at an extremely fast speed and became noisy and lively.

It's just that behind this excitement, there is a deep sadness and pain hidden, which also makes the holy warriors who arrived later become murderous. After seeing those children with missing limbs and incomplete bodies, it is difficult for them to have any compassion. .

Three days later, after receiving the notice, Elena, the bronze dragon, rushed from the Sedelin Islands to the port of Punolando. She walked in the mansion that had become an orphanage and looked at Tyrell beside her.

"So far, only seven children have been taken away, but the number of children sent by the paladin is increasing. Do you really plan to raise them all?"

"If there is no one to raise them, it is naturally my responsibility. After all, I have become the lord here, and there is no reason to abandon them."

"It's a very heavy financial burden."

Elena reminded,

"Do you know how much humans like to abandon their children? Some human parents are even more cruel than chromatic dragons."

"I know, of course I know."

Under the oracle of the dragon mother, most of the color dragons raise their children to the juvenile dragon stage, and then expel them from the dragon nest after they have a certain degree of independence. However, some humans even throw away their children as soon as they are born.

"But you want me to give them up?"

"No, I'm just reminding you that it's time to put some restrictions on the paladins. The children they sent at the beginning were stolen by gang members, but in the past two days, some of the children they sent were street children from the slums. , these street children are already quite old for humans.”

"This is my order. These children are also within the scope of adoption in the orphanage. If you leave them alone, what do you think they will become? Poverty is the best soil for evil to breed."

"You don't look like a dragon lord at all?"

Elena was speechless, but she also teased Dirrell.

"How long have you been taking over the city? The city's tax revenue has almost been cut in half. Not only that, you have been paying gold coins for this city yourself. I know you are very rich, but if you do this every time you take over a city, Before you can build the empire you want, your rule is about to collapse."

"What you said can't happen. My dear sister, you should take a longer view."

Tyrell looked at the two urchins running in front of him and said with a smile,

"You only see my current efforts, but you don't see what I can gain in ten or twenty years."

"What kind of gains can you get?"

"A group of humans who respect and worship me."

"You want to hold the throne high?"

Elena's eyes condensed. If she wanted to gather faith and ignite the divine fire, then her brother's current behavior would be understandable.

"I have no interest in becoming a god."

Tyrell didn't take it seriously.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to build an empire that spans multiple dimensions. To do this, I need to build a strong enough foundation for my empire."

Tyrell pointed to the noisy children in front of him,

"Do you think there is a possibility that a legend will be born among these children in the future?"

"So that's what you think."

"Even if I raise 100,000 yuan, as long as a legend appears, even if it's a legend of the melee profession, I can get rich rewards."

"You overestimate the qualifications of human beings. Even if there are 100,000 people, there may not be one person who has the qualifications to become a legend."

"It doesn't matter, I don't care. As long as they have this possibility, then everything I do now is worth it."

"It seems that I still underestimated the noble character my brother possesses."

"of course."

Tyrell looked at a little girl sitting blankly under the eaves. Her eyes were gloomy, and she did not have the vitality that a child should have, because her shoulders were empty and she had lost her hands.

"How long will it take you to prepare the potion for regenerating a severed limb?"

"It will take me some time, but I still want to advise you that such a burden is still too heavy even for a dragon, and your wealth cannot withstand such squandering."

"This is not something you should worry about. I asked you to come here to prepare the medicine."

"Okay, don't regret it later."

"How could I regret it?"

Tyrell took out a communication stone, looked at the flickering light on it, and immediately opened a portal and disappeared directly in front of Elena's eyes.

When he appeared again, he had already appeared at the head of a group of holy warriors.

"Have you completed all the things I asked you to verify?"

"All routes involving the population trade in Prolando have been clearly verified. It's just that there are many trade routes, and the evidence we currently have is not sufficient."

A paladin leader walked out, took out a volume of files, and displayed them in front of Tyrell's eyes. There were shocking real-life drawings and bloody descriptions.

Human trafficking is always one of the most profitable businesses, and it is also an important part of maritime trade. Punolando, as the largest port in the Bultan Kingdom and one of the top five ports in the mainland, is naturally an important part of the human trade.

The original seaport condoned and even encouraged the human trade, but now that this seaport has a lord, everything is different from before. Not to mention that all slave ships arriving at the port will be detained. This newly arrived lord , also intends to liquidate the past slave trade.

"It's enough to have evidence that those nobles did it. I don't intend to convict them."

After looking at it carefully, Tyrell then raised his head and looked at the excited and anxious paladins in front of him.

"I just want them to get what they deserve."

"There are too many nobles involved."

"You will act in my name, and I will bear all the consequences."

Don't laugh, I'll do it next time