Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Your Majesty Tyrell, I never thought that you could be so impartial and selfless."

Near Midgar, on the wall of the newly built satellite city, the legendary paladin Telunsu looked at the freshmen entering the city in order, looked at the more eye-catching figures among the students, and said to the tall dragon man next to him with admiration,

"Your noble conduct and broad-mindedness surpass those of many sages in the past. You are the contemporary sage in our world."

"Flattery is not the expertise of a paladin. Are you not afraid of falling when you flatter me so much?"

Tyrell knew all about his own virtues. He had always had a clear understanding of all aspects of his qualities. He did not take the paladin's praises seriously at all. Instead, he was very calm and even alert.

"You can call me a tyrant, but as for sages, great sages, etc., forget it!"

"This is my emotion from the bottom of my heart. How can it be considered flattery?"

Paladin Telunsu said that he could not understand Dirrell's reaction, because in his eyes, Direal was simply a sage walking in this world. After all, no ruler would let a person without any extraordinary qualifications become disabled. People enter the highest institutions of higher learning, even if their learning ability is outstanding.

A world where extraordinary power exists is very cruel to ordinary people who cannot master extraordinary power. They are like grasshoppers or ants. In turbulent times, it is easy to be defeated because of the battles between extraordinary people. It spreads and disappears into obscurity, as if it had never appeared in the world.

And those disabled people who have lost limbs due to various diseases and injuries are even more impoverished. They have no sense of existence even among ordinary people and are difficult to notice.

But this dragon emperor, who was born to be aloof and has now reached the top of the world, has set his sights on these weak and insignificant people, and is even willing to give them the opportunity to change their destiny without any restrictions.

This joint examination was composed of questions and answers by their paladins, but was carried out by the vassals and followers of the dragon clan. It was the fairest and most impartial exam that many paladins had ever seen in their lives.

As long as the candidates are of the right age and have no criminal record, they can participate whether they are the son of a nobleman, the daughter of a wealthy businessman, a child from a slum, or a war orphan. The admission conditions will not be based on their origins or their own circumstances. any changes.

This is a scene that is difficult to see in other parts of the world, or even other planes. This is also a scene that makes many paladins feel excited and even excited.

“You can even take notice of these underdogs who are so easily overlooked, or even ignored, and give them the same opportunities as everyone else.

I can't think of any other suitable name for your kindness and justice other than a sage. How can I call you a tyrant? This is so rude! "

After seeing with his own eyes the education policy implemented in Tyrell's own territory, this legendary paladin highly respected this dragon. Even though the other party still enslaved a large number of devils to serve him, he was able to ignore it very skillfully. These.

It's just a devil, it doesn't matter. To be honest, he has never seen a devil who has a worse life under this dragon. Sometimes he can't help but feel sympathy and pity for these devils that he shouldn't have. .

"I don't want to wear a high hat. For me, it is more comfortable to be a moody and murderous tyrant than to be a sage king."

A mere Silver Moon Elf King dared to make accusations in front of him, and even wanted to teach him how to do things. How could Tyrell be willing to bear the name of a sage king right in front of him.

A positive reputation is certainly good, but if it is too positive, it will make some people have no scruples and act unscrupulously. This is useless in Tyrell's opinion.

That Silver Moon Elf dared to be presumptuous in front of him, wasn't it because of his status as a Metal Dragon?

The positive reputation of the Metal Dragon Clan allowed the Elf King to be sure that he would not do anything harmful or even say some outrageous words without coming into contact with him.

The reputation of the Metal Dragon Clan has its advantages and disadvantages. Tyrell has received many favors from them, and it is not a disparagement to this. But if he really has to bear the title of a sage king, then he is worth 10,000. Not willing.

When a bad person does a good thing, he will be praised a lot, but when a good person does a bad thing, he will be criticized and belittled... A good person will do good things for a long time, and it will be taken for granted, so that the person who receives the favor can enjoy it with peace of mind. Benefits, and then blame them when they cannot enjoy them on a certain day.

Such things happen all the time. Tyrell would not do such a thing, so he would rather be called a tyrant, and he also enjoys being a tyrant. Of course, he will also target certain people and things. At this time, he showed himself to be consistent with the tyrant.

"Comfortable? At ease?"

Hearing the reason for Di Ruier's refusal, Telunsu couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

It has to be said that it is still difficult for him to see through the dragon emperor in front of him, but no matter what the other person's words are, his words and deeds have proved that he does have the side of a virtuous king, and his cruelty is only against evil creatures.

This is indeed in line with the nature of the Bronze Dragon Clan, but no matter which aspect it is, it is too extreme. But this also gave him a reason to stay with this dragon. Correction, assistance, guidance, this may be his path.

"The new students have enrolled, and as the vice-principal, it's time for you to show up."

After taking a look at the legendary paladin who was still chattering in his ears, Di Rui suddenly became impatient. He still had a lot to do, but he didn't have time to waste here.

"But I am only a part-time vice-principal. Isn't the real principal your majesty? You should show up and speak after all the freshmen enroll."

"These are the responsibility of you, the vice principals, and I am preparing admission gifts for these freshmen that will benefit them throughout their lives."

Tyrell waved his hand.

"what is that?"

Telunsu asked curiously.

"It will be ready soon. It should be completed on the day when the opening ceremony is held. You will naturally know by then."

Tyrell didn't want to mention it anymore, but after he finished speaking, he opened a random door, walked in, and disappeared on the newly built acropolis.

This is an academy city. The entire city was built to train the key officers of the legion that Tirel was preparing. Although the construction period was extremely short, with the deployment of a large number of spellcasters and many giants, an academy city was built in a hurry. A well-established city is still not a problem.

As for the details of this city, the alchemy matrix used for defense and offense, and the various extraordinary facilities needed for teaching can be slowly added in the future.

"Aiello, Angelica, what happened to the medal I entrusted you to refine?"

After leaving the Holy Martial City, Diriel came to Punolando. The teleportation across the continent is easy for Diriel today, not only because of the power he possesses, but more importantly because of the power of the sacred tree. King's authority.

The World Tree has the power to penetrate the void. As long as it has the right coordinates, the World Tree can extend its roots into all worlds within the detectable range.

The King of Divine Trees, who holds part of his authority, can carry out space teleportation within a mere world, naturally with ease and ease.

"Brother, it's almost done. You can see the effect."

Because he had received the favor from Dirrell, Ai Luo, who was still in his youth but was already larger than the bronze dragon in his prime, suddenly raised his dragon claws with a proud look on his face and came to Direal's side, his tone full of asking for credit. .

In the dragon claws of this veritable master of alchemy, one can see golden dragon head medals, which are only the size of a human child's palm. They are insignificant among the claws of dragons, but these medals are piled up. It became a hill.

"Let me see."

Dirrell stretched out his palm and lightly hooked it, and several badges floated in front of him. From the appearance, there was no difference between these golden badges. The head of a young dragon was engraved on the front, and its appearance and posture were the same as those of the complete ancestor. There are nine points of resemblance to Tyrell who transformed from generation to generation.

In the eyes of this young dragon, there is a red gold gem that shines golden. Although it is a gem, it is too small to attract attention. Of course, for people with outstanding perception, that is another gem. Something happened.

Because the gem in the dragon's eye is the most valuable thing in the badge. It is the crystallization of dragon blood from Di Ruier. Of course, it is just the most ordinary blood.

But even so, this tiny crystal of dragon blood is enough to completely change the life form of an ordinary short-lived species.

Of course, ordinary dragon blood does not have such an effect. After the pure-blooded dragons are killed, the most precious life source blood is extracted, so that other races can be infected and obtain the dragon's veins.

But for Tyrell's current personality, this does not need to be the case. With his personality already comparable to that of the Bronze Dragon Ancestor, and even slightly surpassing it, as long as he settles in a certain place for a long time, the life he has lost will The breath will spontaneously form, with him as the core field.

Within this domain, everything will be radiated by his life breath and then assimilated. Whether they are animals or plants, they will transform and evolve into dragons under the influence of his power.

Even if they are just the lowest kobold tribe, if they are lucky enough to move to the area where Tiril has lived for a long time, it will not be long before they can become the highest level dragon people through continuous transformation and evolution.

Even under passive radiation, one can have such influence, and when Tyrell takes the initiative, this evolutionary process will be accelerated.

It was precisely because of this that Tyrell asked his brother, who had become a master of alchemy, to make a batch of badges. The core material of these badges was a drop of dragon's blood that he stabbed out on his own initiative.

It wasn't that he was stingy and didn't want to part with true blood, but considering that most of the new students were ordinary people and couldn't bear too much, he only used a drop of the most common dragon blood.

But even this is enough. This tiny crystal of dragon blood can even regenerate some people with physical defects.

Not only that, as long as it is worn for a long enough time, the wearer will obtain a meager dragon vein under the influence of the dragon blood crystals. This is the most precious thing about this badge.

It is precisely because even the most ordinary drop of dragon's blood, even if dispersed in hundreds of parts, has such a powerful ability to infect, that is why Tyrell does not care about the identity, status or even physical condition of the new students.

So what if you come from a humble background, don’t have any extraordinary talents, or are even physically disabled? As long as you show outstanding qualities that can be appreciated by him, you can receive gifts.

The so-called bloodline, ancient family background, or innate powerful talent are not taken seriously by Di Ruier at all. Compared with these, the strong will and learning ability honed through the day after tomorrow are more valued by him. .

His noble birth was nothing but a joke to him, the Bronze Dragon Lord, and his extraordinary talent and physical disability were even more insignificant.

Under self, all living beings are equal!

This is Tyrell's understanding of himself, and it is precisely because he has such confidence that he holds a fair examination that is wildly sought after by paladins.

He, the dragon emperor who was about to rule the earth, looked down on all creatures except himself and his relatives equally, so he could treat everyone equally.

"You did a very good job. It was beyond my expectation. You were able to complete the request I made in such a short period of time. It seems that it won't be long before you can obtain the title of Master of Alchemy."

After a casual appraisal, it was determined that this Dragon Blood Badge could bring lasting and stable positive effects to the wearer. Tyrell expressed his appreciation for the younger brother who had a face full of "please praise me" written all over his face.

"It's good if I can help my brother."

After hearing Tyrell's praise, the dragon alchemist Ai Luo, who already had the demeanor of a master in his words and deeds, showed a sincere smile on his face like a child.

"These numbers are not enough. I need more badges. Not only that, I also need to refine badges that have the same effect but with stronger effects."

After the praise, Tyrell was still not satisfied and continued to make more demands from his younger brother.

"I can do all of these, but it's a little difficult with the alchemy materials."

"How to say?"

"Brother, you may not know how powerful your current dragon blood is. Most spiritual metals cannot bear it. Even after crystallization, only a handful of spiritual metals with the best enchantment properties can bear it."

Ai Luo, who no longer looked childish at all, introduced Tyrell in detail about his dragon blood characteristics and the problems he would have to face.

"So, you need a lot of mithril?"

Tyrell heard his brother's needs.

"That's right."

"No problem, I'll ask the dragon attendant to bring it to you later."

Tyrell, who is rich and wealthy, doesn't care about the consumption of refining medals.

However, Ai Luo, who had a clear understanding of the rarity of this type of metal, couldn't help it. As a dragon and an alchemist, he really couldn't tolerate such waste of materials.

"Brother, your purpose is just to create more dependents through dragon blood infection, right? In this case, there is no need to waste so much mithril.

I can design a Dragon Familiar Tower for you, and through large-scale rituals and alchemy matrices, I can bless and spread your dragon blood radiation range, so that you can create more dragon-veined dependents at the minimum cost..."