Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Has His Majesty never come out?"

Dawn has arrived, the light is shining from the mountains, and the cold mountain wind is sweeping through, blowing the skirt under the girl's clothes. Margaret looks at the many dragon knights who have been waiting outside all night and asks.

"Yes, His Highness has not shown up since he entered the castle."

The knight commander with a resolute face replied that the face of the man who sent young Aslan here had hardly changed at all even after ten years of torture, but his fierce temperament was more reserved than before. a lot

"Can't stay any longer. He doesn't have time to waste here."

When the sun completely emerged from the mountains and forests, and its golden rays fell over the mountains and reflected the lakes, the queen, whose body and mind were blown by the morning mountain wind, gradually became cold, turned around and walked towards the castle. The knight commander on his back hesitated to speak.

"Aslan, it's time for us to return to Midgar. Your subjects are waiting for you."

The girl, whose delicate appearance rivaled that of the Silver Moon Elf royal family, stood at the door of the great library, calling out to the king who had been talking to Long Che all night.

"What an ignorant woman!"

Lying casually on the ground, the young man who was getting more and more comfortable and cheerful as he chatted, with a wanton smile on his face, now looked extremely unhappy.

"Go back! It's time for you to go."

Tyrell looked up at the sky outside and said.

"This time we say goodbye, I don't know when we will see each other next time."

Aslan stood up and sighed slightly sadly. Although it took less than a day to get here from Midgar, but after he returned, it would be difficult for him to spare even half a day to succeed to the throne. As a king, he will only become busier and busier.

"As long as you are willing, we will meet at any time. I will always be here."

Tyrell could see the young man's reluctance, but it was impossible for him to persuade him to stay, let alone to persuade him to stay.

This is a king who is eager to establish a great cause comparable to that of his ancestors. He needs a moment of peace and a short rest for his spirit, but he will not indulge in it.

"Well, I made a promise with you before to advance to legend, and I will come to see you, but this has taken too long. Let's make a promise with you again. In a few years, if I become a father, I will bring my children to you. have a look."

"You can bring it here for me to take a look at, but I won't help you take care of the child."

Tyrell's tone was solemn and he solemnly declared that taking care of human cubs is real torture.

Of course, if he is willing to pay the corresponding remuneration, that is another matter. As a dragon, he will never dislike his wealth.

"I don't feel comfortable leaving my child to be taken care of by a dragon."

Aslan responded, rolling his eyes.

"gone."

"Well, take your scepter and crown, and don't leave them here with me."

"Know."

The young man came and went like the wind, and in less than a day, the youngest king in the history of Anser returned to Midgar in a hurry.

This time, Tyrell did not get up to see him off, but just watched his back disappear around the corner of the library door, and then lowered his head to look at the books in front of him. The next time they meet, it may be a long time ago, and he will not change much. , but the young man didn’t know what it would look like.

News from the outside world is always received from the golden dragon girl Su Hailun at intervals. She seems to be unable to leave here, but she has a fixed channel to obtain news.

The battle situation on the front line has stabilized, because the King of Blue Ting is still sleeping. Although the border with the Dusk Desert often faces small-scale intrusions from monsters, there is no large-scale war.

The border has stabilized, but within the Ansel Kingdom, unprecedented turmoil has occurred because of the new king's accession to the throne.

tyrant!

This is what the middle and lower-level nobles of the Kingdom of Ansel call Aslan in private. Their grievances are so serious that even the golden dragons who don't pay much attention to the power struggle within humans have heard about it.

The new king was extremely cruel to the middle- and lower-level nobles who were immersed in the glory of their ancestors, indulged in pleasure, and acted unscrupulously. If they were not careful, they would cut their titles and seize their territory.

What makes many nobles even more angry is that the new king will re-confer the territory that was taken away from them to the untouchables who have made military exploits on the front line. Even if those untouchables were despicable thieves and lowly adventurers, as long as they can fight in If you get enough gains on the battlefield, you can replace them and become a new noble.

However, compared to the slander and scorn of the aristocratic group, Ansel's new king received praise as a wise man from the larger civilian class, as well as from the mouths of many adventurers and mercenaries.

After hearing the polarizing comments, Tyrell in Dragon Castle just smiled and did not make any comments. After all, this was just a small fight and nothing.

Aslan did not touch the main body of the kingdom's combat power, the great nobles who had power commensurate with their status. Instead, he united with the strongest Parma family. Their close relationship could be called... It's like glue and paint.

After seeing that Aslan listened to his suggestions and put down all his thoughts, Tyrell felt relieved. Although he knew that this was temporary, it was not bad at all.

As time goes by, Di Ruier becomes more and more accustomed to the life of the Immortal Species. Of course, in the eyes of his brothers and sisters, the monthly combat and study assessments should not belong to the Immortal Species at all.

However, Tyrell always ignored the protests and pleas of his blood relatives. If there was any armed resistance, Tyrell would welcome it. However, these guys only resisted once and did not dare to organize a second resistance.

That is to say, in such peaceful and stable years, Tyrell developed new hobbies. After all, the spells that dragons of his age can learn are limited. Higher-level spells, even if they are learned in advance. Even if it is done, it cannot be used. It is a completely thankless task with twice the result and half the result.

Therefore, in the vast collection of books in the Golden Dragon Library, Tyrell found a hobby that suited his interests - alchemy!

To be more precise, what Tyrell is interested in is the biological refining branch, which has influence from the Silos civilization, but what is more important is Tyrell's own desire for control.

The Silros civilization will deliver to him enhanced proliferation weapons at the time he sets in the future, which are living weapons with life. He doesn't want to know nothing about it after getting it, and has to find various ways to do it on his own. test.

The source of life of the star caster has a high enough level and its effectiveness is basically not affected by the world. But the biological weapons in the star sea are different. If you get them from the world where they are, they may not be able to retain their original functions.

If there is a small problem, Dirrell feels that it is better if he has the ability to transform and reuse it. Of course, the best case scenario is that he can see through all the technologies and create bio-alchemy weapons that fit the local world.

Deconstructing biological weapons from the stars is one of the reasons why Tyrell learned and developed this hobby. Another reason is that after the young dragon came into contact with the related fields of alchemy related to the refining of living bodies, he discovered the of excellence.

When it is still, it looks like a stone sculpture, and when it moves, it looks like a living thing. The world-famous monster, the gargoyle, is an alchemical creature, which involves the field of living body refining. Of course, there are some that are stronger than the gargoyle, but are also quite famous. Monster, Chimera.

There are a large number of these monsters, especially gargoyles, whose magical powers can be seen all over the world, and even in other worlds. Such a huge number inevitably gave Tyrell an idea.

If he has accumulated enough knowledge and can mobilize enough resources, can he create an army of alchemical creatures that obey his orders?

Regardless of the number of legions he accumulated, if he devoted resources and only focused on quality, could he use his knowledge to create an alchemical synthetic beast that far exceeded his current strength.

However, what is more troublesome is that he is now in the Golden Dragon's castle, and it is difficult for him to obtain relevant research sites and resources, because living body refining is a taboo field in alchemy, and it is forbidden knowledge to study.

After all, creating species that do not exist in the world, or forcibly merging existing creatures into one and distorting life, no matter which of these two behaviors, belongs to the realm of trampling on the gods and is not allowed.

I recommend a daily dog ​​food document written by a saofu, "Back to modern times, the Queen and I are both laid off" (this author has wide interests and hobbies, is extremely tolerant, and can be used by both men and women)

Traveling through ancient times, he worked as the emperor's personal eunuch for more than ten years as if he was in prison. Lin Luo was released after serving his sentence. He died one day, was honorably retired and laid off, and he closed and opened his eyes, and then traveled back in time.

Returning to modern times, he vowed to be bound to his son until death!

Lin Luo was happily preparing to welcome the beautiful modern life, but she met His Majesty the Emperor who had traveled through modern times.

In modern times, His Majesty the Emperor has also been laid off. Not only that, but it seems that he has been laid off and re-employed?

Lin Luo looked at the fertilizer bag at the Emperor's hand. Your Majesty is picking up rags in modern times?

This book is also known as "My Majesty the Queen Can't Be That Cute" and "How Could I Be a rag-picker?" 》