Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"You are really brave."

In the newly built palace, Tyrell stretched out his dragon body comfortably and comfortably, looking down at the human prostrate on the ground below. Although the other person had shown him the most humble posture, he still praised the other person's courage.

Because this was the first human who dared to approach him and introduce himself to him since he settled in the port city of Punolando.

In fact, there are not many humans who have the courage to face him directly. There are some paladins who are not afraid of his dragon power, and there are even many paladins in reserve.

Of course, this was all under the condition that he deliberately restrained himself. His dragon power was not just mental pressure. At his current level, it could even cause substantial damage. This was not an oppression that could be resisted by willpower alone.

Having the courage to face him and having the courage to actively look for him are two different things. The gap between the two is not on the same level at all.

What interests Tyrell the most is that the surname of the person who recommended himself to him is Jimenez, the legendary family whose interests have been harmed the most by him in the Bultan Kingdom.

He didn't deliberately ask, but according to Su Hailun, the golden dragon who has increasingly close contacts with humans, the Jimenez family is the most powerful family in the Burta Kingdom besides the royal family, and in recent years, there have been many The trend of super royal family, the number of legends on both sides has been equal.

Of course, this was before Tyrell appeared. After Tyrell appeared, the power of the Jimenez family was seriously damaged. Although the legends are still there, their power in the ocean and the southern offshore area is almost It was completely destroyed by Tyrell, and not much was left, which can be said to be a heavy loss.

The people of the Jimenez family, not only hated him with gnashing of teeth, but also wanted to get rid of him quickly. Although he didn't care much, the real situation was beyond his expectation.

“Fortune favors those who dare to try, not those who are timid.”

The boy who was lying on the smooth marble floor raised his head after seeing the opportunity to change his destiny.

"I am not destiny. You come to see me as a member of the Jimenez family, but you want to pray for my favor. It's because you didn't see clearly the relationship between your family and me, or I misjudged your family's treatment of me. Attitude?"

"If possible, I hope I can come to you as a fallen noble, but I cannot change my innate identity, so I choose to confess everything to you."

"So I'm confused about this. You want to be my merchant while you are neglecting the nobles. How do you expect me to trust you?"

"I am just an honorary nobleman with an empty title and no fiefdom. I am not willing to accept it, nor do I believe that this is all I have achieved. I see an opportunity in you to become a merchant serving you. In my opinion, Coming here is the best opportunity to change my destiny in this life."

"What opportunity do you see? What do you think you can sell me? Alchemical weapons?"

When he said the last sentence, Tyrell couldn't help laughing.

"Of course not. You don't need any merchants to sell alchemical weapons for you. Even if you put out the defective products, a group of merchants and even nobles will naturally come to buy them."

Even in the face of the dragon's teasing and ridicule, the young man, whose body was trembling, still mustered up the courage to argue and explain.

"What I want to sell you is the medicine that you have ignored."

When he said this, the young man mustered up all his courage, picked up a gray-looking crystal bottle, and raised it above his head.

"I believe that the hidden value of these potions that are not valued by you will never be inferior to alchemy weapons. Once they are all excavated, the wealth they can bring to you will probably exceed your expectations."

"I overlooked the value of the potion?"

Tyrell stretched out his dragon finger and flicked it slightly. The potion that was held over the boy's head flew out immediately and flew in front of him. As his dragon finger flicked slightly, the cork of the bottle was opened, and a strong and pungent smell came out. The herbal smell immediately overflowed from my nose.

Without any identification, Tyrell was able to recognize that this was a potion with an anti-fetal effect. It was one of the many potions prepared by his eldest sister Elena in the process of taking care of the centaur.

This is a medicine that has been tested through the lives of many female centaurs and cubs. The title of Wise Dragon is based on the lives of countless centaurs.

There is no doubt about its effectiveness in reproducing fetuses, but Dirrell is not optimistic about it because he does not think many nobles will buy it. After all, there are magic and even divine spells, and nobles basically have no use for it.

"Then tell me, what is the value of this type of medicine that I have overlooked?"

"According to my appraisal, the medicine in your hand can slightly strengthen the muscles and bones of the fetus in the mother. Do you know what this means?"

The young man's face was a little flushed, his expression even seemed a little excited, and his body was trembling much less.

"The baby will be born stronger than an ordinary baby."

Tyrell did know that elder sister Elena's idea of ​​​​preparing the medicine was to directly strengthen the blood and energy of the fetus. If the fetus' vitality is enhanced, the probability of a smooth birth will naturally be greater, and the pregnancy will be stable, so it is safe. Fetal medicine.

"It's not just stronger, but it directly strengthens the baby's talent. This can turn mediocre children into geniuses, and make geniuses even better. You are a dragon, so you may not understand..."

"No, I can understand. I probably understand what the hidden value you are talking about is. However, there are many potions with similar effects. Can this potion have the same effect as an alchemical weapon?"

Tyrell still didn't agree with what this human said. It was more likely that he was exaggerating to attract attention and gain attention.

He is not the only one who can produce alchemical weapons. The key point is that only his younger brothers and sisters have the ability to mass produce them.

The reason is also very simple. It is impossible for an alchemist with outstanding talent to devote decades to how to produce the most basic alchemical weapons. This is a waste and trampling of talent.

This type of alchemist only wants to make higher-grade equipment, refine weapons passed down from generation to generation, or even refine artifacts using mortal bodies. This is the alchemist's highest pursuit.

This is the limitation of short-lived species. Because of their limited lifespan, they will bloom brilliantly within a limited time.

As for the immortal species, there is no time limit, but precisely because there is no limit, it can be said to be extremely stretched in terms of self-control.

The elves can occasionally have a few masters, but the number of grandmasters is not much greater than that of the short-lived species. As for the dragons.

Angelica and Ai Luo, who have been called future masters of alchemy by the merchants who arrived in Hong Kong, have achieved such achievements because they were forced out. Without Tyrell's encouragement and persecution, how could they have achieved this? Such a terrifying refining speed.

Not to mention searching all over the world of Carlos, even if we search all the surrounding planes, it would be difficult to find a third alchemist with such a special race and knowledge as these two dragons.

The renewed prosperity of Punolando Port is inseparable from these low-level alchemical weapons made like running water.

How can the potion refined by eldest sister Elena compare with this?

"I can prove it to you."

"How do you want to prove it?"

"Please give me those unsold potions. I can guarantee that all of them will be sold within a month."

"Okay, I'll give you a chance."

Tyrell said indifferently. The quantity of potions given to him by his eldest sister Elena was not large. He also put it out for sale, but there were very few people interested. After all, potions are different from weapons, not to mention that he has long hair. The medicines prepared by my sister are basically self-developed.

"Thank you for your generosity and kindness."

"Are you also a pharmacist?"

"Not long ago, I had just emerged from being an apprentice."

"Oh, no wonder. In that case, why didn't you report your findings to the family instead of coming to me to fight for your life?"

"Reporting the report to the family, what reward do you think I can get? In fact, I hope you can destroy this dirty family."

"Um?"

"My mother was raped and given birth to me after being drunk by a damn bastard in the Jimenez family..."

"Okay, I roughly understand, go and prove your ability."

"I can't promise you how much profit I can bring you, but I can guarantee that I can use these potions to create a trade route for you that is only open to Punolando."

"If you can really do what you said, then you can get the power from me to change your destiny."

After the young man who wanted to change his destiny left, Tyrell also fell into thinking.

Punolando now holds an auction every half month in which the final product and the main axis are alchemical weapons. Such a stable output attracts many businessmen to bid here.

The port is prospering because of this, and even if he sits still, wealth will continue to come to him. The palace he lives in now is the best proof, and the palace of the dragons is also under construction.

All the wealth used was obtained from the sale of alchemy weapons. As for the cost, it was just a bunch of refined metals that had gained spirituality, and a little bit of the time of his brother and sister.

It has to be said that this business is really hugely profitable, which makes Di Ruier a little jealous, wondering if he can also produce something for sale in the field of life he studies.

But after thinking about it, Dirrell still held back, because none of them were suitable. No matter which one of the gadgets he made, they looked too evil.

"Open up trade routes!"

Although it is said that you can get rich by just sitting still, Di Ruier has never been content with being a success. He prefers to develop, but it would be too cheap for him to go into business in person.

"Business group!"

The gameplay of the orthodox nobles is to find agents. Under the influence of power, even if they operate seemingly ordinary industries, they can make astonishing profits.

The only problem now is how to find an agent.

"The big waves are washing the sand, let's raise the Gu!"

Dirrell narrowed his eyes slightly and had an idea. After all, it was too rare for humans to have the courage to stand in front of legendary dragons and recommend him. However, he could personally look for potential acquisitions from chambers of commerce. I believe that not many people could refuse.

After acquiring shares, invest resources, and then look at their performance. Based on their performance, additional investments will be made to deepen his mark.

Just when Tyrell was looking for a suitable chamber of commerce to invest in, a hot and fishy wind blew in with the arrival of a miserable fleet.

Most of the ships in this fleet seemed to have been washed away by flames and turbidity, and the exposed structures were carbonized.

"Red Dragon Thief! It's Red Dragon Thief!"

"Have the minions of those evil dragonborn spread to the Pearl Strait?"

"We'll meet them in Pearl Strait, but what about Cape Sim?"

"Then you will definitely encounter it. There are many waterways that must pass there. Occupying it is like occupying a super giant gold mine."

At the dock where this fleet, which looked like it had encountered an undersea volcanic eruption, disembarked, news spread that made many businessmen feel uneasy.

The news was like a hurricane, sweeping through the entire port, and soon it reached the port city, and in the deepest part, the Storm Dragon Palace was being built against the mountain.

"What is the Red Dragon Thief?"

"This is a very rampant dragon-born pirate group active in the western waters of the mainland."

The half-elf businessman who was summoned for questioning knelt down on the ground. In fact, the dragon lord was not interested in kneeling down, nor did he ask anyone to kneel down to him. However, facing such a majestic existence, his legs were really weak. obedient.

"Dragonborn of the red dragon? Become a pirate?"

Tyrell's expression was indescribably weird. Dragonborn were not rare, nor were pirates, but red dragonborn who were active at sea, how could they challenge common sense?

These guys' heads were burned to ashes by the flames, so they went to the sea to do activities.

"This group of pirates does not only have red dragon descendants, there are many other dragon descendants, but because the leaders are basically red dragon descendants, they are called red dragon pirates!"

"Wait a minute? There are many leaders of the Red Dragon Thief?"

"The Red Dragon Thief has had many leaders, and he should be the eighth now."

"Is this still a pirate team with a legacy? Who is behind it, a pure-blooded dragon?"

Tyrell made such a judgment not without reason. Pirates are a force that prefers chaos. After the strongest person dies, the people immediately disperse. Even the legendary pirate group is like this. It is basically impossible for them to be passed down from generation to generation. situation, unless the real person behind the scenes is always there.

"No one can confirm this yet, but there are indeed speculations in this regard. There are rumors in many coastal countries that the red dragon thief is behind the ancient red dragon, but no one can confirm it yet. There are many people who want to explore the secret. In the end, it’s all gone forever.”

"Is that so?"

Tyrell was thoughtful.

"Do you, Lord, have any idea of ​​​​wiping out the Red Dragon Thief?"

Seeing the giant dragon entrenched at the highest point, which looked like a mountain of gold crystals and gems, and was deep in thought, the businessman who was lucky enough to be summoned by the dragon asked cautiously.

"If there really is an ancient red dragon, I would be somewhat interested. Unfortunately, this is just an unconfirmed ocean rumor. It is not worth my time."

Tyrell glanced at the businessman and could tell what he was thinking, but he didn't mind and said bluntly.

"If it is confirmed, will you take action?"

"certainly."

The news spread wildly in the harbor that day, and many businessmen felt as if they had seen the light of day.

I'm going to rest