The red dragon just wants to do whatever he wants

Davina has become a trademark in the eyes of several subordinates——

The first step is to empty the lungs' flame sacs.

After a barbecue on the seaside, this group of "sons of battle" who didn't know what they had eaten and dared to dare to plan the elf ship suddenly suffered heavy casualties.

But because they discovered David's 'abnormal situation' earlier and escaped quickly, they dispersed in an instant, and most of them were still able to escape.

David was so angry that he had no crushing force and jumped to his feet.

But having tasted the skulls of Ogres and Luo Xinde one after another, he really couldn't stand these barbarians who never bathed all year round, so he didn't directly use the power [Gluttony] to directly collect intelligence.

So I fell into daily [rage] again.

Even David's silver dragon father, Artilicia, has gradually become accustomed to his 'violent temper' that often turns into a troll and gets full of fire.

As the drow used fishing nets to fish out several severely burned barbarians.

There wasn't even any proper interrogation. These barbarian captives, who were almost cooked to the point of being burned, immediately tried everything.

These barbarians, who had not yet had time to secrete adrenaline through fighting to block the pain, only wanted to die quickly.

With such serious injuries, even if they were let go, they probably wouldn't be able to return to the shaman of their clan.

After all, they are barbarians. They have no customs and culture that deliberately hide secrets, and there is no need to hide them.

However, as the interrogation was completed and the information came to light, the two drows couldn't help but look at David, who was also in a daze, in shock.

"Master, the current situation is probably like this."

The source of this wonderful evolution of feelings is actually David Eutus himself!

Just like the high elf Yevgeny was worried about at the beginning.

Once something is broken, it's hard to go back to the way it was before.

For example, the pricing and rules that originally belonged to the seller's trading market.

Another example is exactly like the first impression:

In the eyes of the barbarians, the high elves were like overseas divine envoys, leaving them with a powerful impression of advanced weapons, strong combat power, undefeated, and inviolable.

But this impression was instantly crushed by David, the red baby dragon that fell from the sky during the battle at the southern foot of the Katana Mountains.

From that day on, the barbarian tribes around the mountains gradually heard about the battle.

It turns out that these aloof long-eared people are not as invincible as they originally imagined!

Just one red baby dragon actually killed the entire elf army.

That's it! ?

Among the barbarians who were born and raised in the Old Continent, whose clan ancestors didn’t kill a few lone baby dragons?

They have even killed adult white dragons.

If anyone has the guts to go to the large market near the Temple of the Fighting Father and shout:

Who is the dragon-slaying warrior?

I guess they can all stand up and fight.

After all, as long as it is a dragon, the baby dragon is also a dragon, right?

Even if a dragon beast cuts off its head, others may not be able to tell whether it is a real dragon, right?

In short, due to the ecology where five-color dragons live everywhere in the Old World, there simply aren’t too many ‘parallel dragon-slaying warriors’ like this.

But with such an analogy, the image of the high elf was instantly pulled from the clouds directly into the quagmire.

This time, the barbarians recalled the hardships they suffered under the wanton exploitation and oppression of the arrogant high elves, and the humiliation of having their heads and dignity trampled under their feet.

They all expressed that they wanted to find the high elves to regain their place.

What a coincidence.

A tribe of barbarians living on the edge of Pavla's territory saw the opportunity.

When they went out hunting, they actually saw about three hundred high elves who were unarmed but seemed to be escorting something.

Immediately evil arises from the edge of courage.

They were just ready for a tough battle and just rushed forward.

We haven't even had time to officially start the war yet.

Good guy, hundreds of high elves actually dropped their goods and dispersed.

What was left was piles of gold and silver treasures made of wooden boxes made of logs, which directly confused people's eyes.

They even wondered if these elves had just stolen a young dragon's treasure.

It's just that so much treasure poured into the barbarian trade market, as rumors spread that the gang boasted of defeating an army of elves.

The high elves who had been pushed into the quagmire by David are now no different from goblins in the eyes of these northern barbarians, at least in the eyes of the low-level barbarians who have little knowledge.

So they sharpened their swords and turned to the elves.

At the same time, several battles with the high elves prisoners of war who had become weak soon confirmed the rumor that the high elves were not as powerful as the goblins.

"Wait a minute! The treasure they are talking about is not the one that Nymphadora gave me as a filial piety, right?"

When David heard this, the more he listened, the more he felt that something was not right, so he asked with some hindsight.

"Yes." The drow mage replied shrinkingly.

There was a loud bang, and the furious David almost dismantled the boat on the spot:

"Who gave them the courage to rob my David Yutos' treasure! And that damn Yevgeny! Why didn't they report such a big thing to me through Siat as soon as possible? I think she Isn’t it that your life has been a little too moist these days?”

"It's reported, she reported the matter to the head of Siatt on the same day!" Under the extreme fear and tension, Zhuoer's tongue was almost tied.

Under the sudden change in David's expression, Master Drow quickly explained:

"But Master, you were in seclusion for alchemy in Grand Duke Silver's workshop at that time! Boss Siatt wanted to contact you, but he couldn't see you dragon for a week!"

She didn't know how nourishing the high elf slave had been over the past year, but if she couldn't help Siatt get away with her guilt now, her relatively nourishing days would probably come to an end!

"What about a week later? Is this going to end like this!?"

When it comes to his own treasure, David doesn't intend to let go of any of it.

"A week later, Lady Nymphadora, who knew about this, had immediately recovered most of the treasures, and made up for the losses by plundering several barbarian tribes near her territory, and even had some surplus. . At the same time, she said that for the sake of your mood, she would simply wait until you return to the territory before reporting the situation to the master in person, so we will not mention this issue in front of you for the time being."

No one expected that the wait would last more than a year.

After hearing this, David finally gave up the urge to crush the soul prism with one claw.

Xin said that from this point of view, these two elf slaves were quite effective under his training.

At least there has been no overstepping in the past two years.

That's what Nymphadora, the emerald dragon, did

Although it is indeed considerate, but no matter how you look at it, you have the illusion that you have become the mistress? !

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Bah bah bah!

When he thought of the absurd scene of a big dragon crushing a small dragon, David quickly expelled this somewhat overly exciting idea.

He is obviously still just a young dragon child!

Dragons shouldn't be, at least they shouldn't be such beasts.

He must have mistakenly blamed Nymphadora for her thoughts.

After all, it was about treasure, and it was her treasure first. Before leaving, he gave her temporary management authority over the Dragon Nest camp.

She did so for a legitimate reason.

If he had suddenly heard the news at that time, he might have been driven by [fury] and rushed back to the old place after he had only taken out a thousand gold coins from all the gaps in his scales. mainland.

In this case, he really had to reward this sensible emerald dragon.

Thinking of this, David couldn't get angry anymore.

But after listening to this information, I feel that these barbarians, who seem to have taken advantage of it, have been too out of touch recently.

‘Looks like I need to find some time to torture him properly. ’

So that these primitive people who are still drinking blood can understand clearly.

Now! Who exactly is the master of Scanis in the Old World?

Of course it was him, Deviyutus Saidpunga!

That dear old mother——

Crimson Calamity

Pavla