The red dragon just wants to do whatever he wants

So when David, the young master of Scanis in the Old World;

Perhaps the dragon who was theoretically the first successor to the Crimson Calamity after a long time came to the dragon's nest camp in the majestic mountains as night fell. After the efforts of the high elves in the past two years, it had begun to take shape. hour.

The camp agent, the green dragon Nymphadora, who had already received the news, organized all the hundreds of elves who were working on it, and created a style comparable to the triumphal ceremony of the Devenser warriors.

With a deafening sound of horns, a group of high elf prisoners of war who had a rare opportunity to put on the confiscated Devensel military uniforms and pick up their swords knelt down on both sides of the brightly lit road with torches. , all raised their swords between their eyebrows, as if surrendering to their own king.

Even the silver dragon Artilicia, who is David's old father, is somewhat mentally prepared for her son's family background.

But when I saw the hundreds of high elves in front of me welcoming the dragon master, which was both spectacular and dramatic, I was still a little stunned.

It felt like I had traveled back to the long-ago era when giant dragons ruled the earth.

"Ah, this is not so good."

Because the posture in front of them is no longer the treatment that the warriors can enjoy during the triumphal ceremony.

It is something that is only worthy of the Elf King when he ascends the throne!

After all, high elves still relatively respect things like 'human rights' compared to barbaric humans.

Most of the time when facing superiors, they just bow and bow gracefully.

If this scene were rumored to spread to the New World, it would probably not trigger a "passionate protest" from the group of elf councilors, and then encourage the Elf King to personally conquer the Old World.

But when he thought that there was a Crimson Disaster who had caused a plane crisis and was personally guarding this place, the Elf King Eliando would probably choose to face it even if he knew about it.

Moreover, given the complex and treacherous situation in the New World, the high elves who are too busy to take care of themselves may not have the time to care about the inhumane treatment these prisoners of war suffered and the offense they received from his son, the red dragon.

The most ironic thing is that most of the names of these high elf prisoners of war on the elf kingdom's roster have been included in the list of those killed in military exercises.

He immediately put away his desire to 'cool' his son to keep a low profile and continued to look around the camp.

I just looked around for a long time, but I didn't see my silver dragon daughter Tanya.

I suddenly felt disappointed in my heart, and also felt a little resentful towards Pavla:

She felt that it was okay for her son to come back after such a long absence without even showing his face. Actually, even his daughter was not allowed to come out to meet her brother.

There was no consciousness at all that if Pavla had really appeared on this occasion with Tanya, he would have probably been driven by instinct and transformed into a little tortoise huddled in a corner and holding his breath with all his strength.

Compared to Atilicia, who was not thinking about this at all, the drow mage and Ariana, who had just come from Spider Nest City, were much more excited.

They have been regarded as street rats by the high elves all year round. They looked at this group of people who looked a little haggard after nearly two years of digging potatoes and repeated defeats and defeats, but they were still required to maintain their composure. Looking at the elegant high elf prisoner of war, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

I felt that these high elves, who usually had nothing but piercing nostrils, were indeed the most suitable to be slaves.

Of course, only this group of high elves, whose average height was nearly 20 centimeters taller than them, knelt down to greet them. As drow, this was the first time they had the opportunity to retaliate against these bean sprouts with their nostrils.

Just when these two drow were victorious with a sense of superiority, it was as if these high elves were kneeling to greet them.

The emerald dragon Nymphadora had already stared at the entrance of the camp with gleaming eyes. She immediately led the red dragon Lizlit, the white dragon Mephire, the high elf Evgeni and Siatt who returned early a year ago. Ahmed and Ahmed came forward with smiles.

The green dragon lowered its tail and respectfully presented the 'Dragon Head Scepter' in its claws, which symbolized power, to David.

It means that he is willing to return the rights he was granted to David, the former master of Dragon Nest:

"Welcome back, my dear friend, David Yutus, the leader of the red dragons I follow! Seeing that the color of your scales has become more brilliant, it seems that this trip has been a fruitful one.

"Come on, please accept it. This is a scepter that I sent high elf craftsmen to make temporarily.

“Although it’s just a fake, the materials used are real materials, many of which are gold nuggets copied from those barbarians.

"With your rapid advancement in alchemy, I think it won't be long before you can forge and enchant it into a real staff of magical power."

David immediately took over the dragon-headed scepter, which was almost made of gold and gems. He tried his best to maintain a reserved smile, and rarely took the initiative to praise:

"Thank you, Nymphadora, you did a great job while I was away."

David, who was originally not too cold about the exaggerated welcome 'performance' of these elven prisoners of war, somehow found it very annoying to Nymphadora.

How to put it, even though he knew that the other party had already known through Siatt that he had gained a lot from his trip, he also knew that the other party would prepare some 'small gifts' based on his temperament.

But the other party's smooth flow made him feel inexplicably comfortable!

I feel that this emerald dragon is beautiful, has a dragon-like figure, is strong in battle, has strong abilities, knows how to make a dragon, and is a thief who knows how to cause trouble. At critical moments, he can always fill up his face-saving projects. Yes A dragon that can be entrusted with great things.

Until this moment, David, who had enjoyed this kind of treatment for the first time, suddenly seemed to finally understand why those in high positions in his previous life preferred to promote those sycophants!

Especially when some people who are good at flattering someone are as good-looking as Nymphadora but also have abilities, that would be absolutely unfavorable.

It turns out that it is really refreshing to have such a being around you!

【arrogant】

【lazy】

Just as Nymphadora was smiling, she took the initiative to trail behind David by half a body. She and a group of subordinates surrounded David, the master of the dragon's nest, and headed towards the dragon's nest where a banquet had been prepared. She guided her with an expression of admiration. David, the Dragon Lord, spoke calmly and calmly about the brilliant achievements of the New World, especially in the Underdark Region, against the Drow, which attracted waves of exclamation.

Artilicia, who always presented herself as a female drow and walked behind David, kept her critical eyes on Nymphadora, who was constantly swaying her tail and looking up and down at her plump dragon buttocks.

That's just like the mother-in-law, bah, the father-in-law looks at the charming and enchanting girlfriend that his son brought back, and he reacts to it no matter how he looks at it.

After all, who can really accept that his future daughter-in-law is the same age as him, maybe even a little older than him?

Stand up and take a look.

And Nymphadora's little thoughts may be able to hide it from her son David, but can she hide it from Atilicia, who is also a young dragon and has experienced dragon things long ago?

He is Artilisia! But I have seen a female dragon in heat, how terrifying and hungry it is!

The coquettish movements of the young female dragon in front of her, and the way she pretended to accidentally rub her son's scales from time to time, this was a sign that she was about to enter estrus.

What's more, 'My best friend, the leader of the red dragon I follow', this half-covered, half-compliment was something Artilicia was too familiar with.

At the beginning, Duke Miliri of Silver Wheel gradually got closer to him as a friend.

Reduce his wariness by admiring and worshiping his magical and alchemical skills.

Until one day when I got drunk after a banquet, I was almost dragged directly to the bedroom by Milili who was also drunk.

If it weren't for him, Artilisia always had a 'soothing potion' on her person.

That night, he was probably going to be killed by the drunken Grand Duke Shirogane!

Artilicia's rejection also made Miliri heartbroken at the time, and she almost didn't ask herself the three soul questions:

Could it be that the Silver Prince is not handsome enough?

Or is that enchanting figure that lures dragons not good enough?

Or is she not rich enough as the lord of Seorus City?

In the end, after careful consideration, Atilicia revealed to her that she had been violated by the Red Calamity Pavla, which caused her to have a phobia of the opposite sex.

So much so that now when I see the person of the opposite sex I like, I seem to be a little bit helpless.

This abundant reason finally gave up the urge of Duke Silver to take possession of this weak silver dragon.

This ambiguous relationship has been maintained to this day.

It was precisely because of this experience that Artilicia knew how dangerous a female green dragon like the Silver Duke Mili was!

If one accidentally catches it, it will be irreversible!

On the surface, it seems that the other person depends on you for everything, but in the claws of such a scheming female, in fact, everything you own belongs to the other person!

Even if you conquer the world by then.

The other party has also conquered the world by conquering you.

In short, an emerald dragon like Nymphadora is definitely not a good match!

As a lover, I can barely think about it.

Thinking like this, the circuitry in the brain of the Silver Dragon father began to break through the sky. He quickly recalled that before he left Dragon Island in his early youth, some Silver Dragon or Golden Dragon clans happened to give birth to daughters, and then in a short period of time, Nei made a list of 'candidate daughters-in-law' in his head based on the other person's appearance, financial assets, background, etc.

I am going to find a time to use magic to rub it out, and then talk to my son about it in person.

Although my son is still young, he is already a demigod!

Thinking of this, Artilicia directly stuffed Heloise, the youngest daughter of His Majesty the Silver Dragon Clan and His Majesty Silver Dragon King Filius, into the room.

After thinking about it, I moved it to the second place.

Seeing that the daughters of the dragon kings and clan leaders who he could only look up to in the past could now be chosen by him for his sons, an inexplicable sense of superiority and even joy came to his heart.

'snort! If these guys knew that my son David Yutos was already a demigod at the age of seven, they would not be able to break through my dragon's nest to propose a marriage contract. ’

Just when Yinlong's old father, who did not believe in evil, instinctively started to work on the matters of 'daughter-in-law' for David again, there was an unexpected sound of breaking through the sky.

Like a shining shooting star.

"Oh! Her Highness Tanya is here! Get away from the master quickly!" The white dragon Mephiele shouted.

"Tanya?!" Is this my daughter I've never met?

Artilicia instantly became excited.

But as soon as he raised his head, he was surprised to find that all the dragons and elves, including the emerald dragon Nymphadora, all distanced themselves from David.

"Wow!!!"

"You actually know how to come back!"

"I thought you died outside!!!"

Before the dragon arrived, the hoarse whimpering cries of the silver dragon Tanya had already spread throughout the entire Dragon Nest camp.

David, who was left behind by the dragons, panicked when he heard the voice. Like an ostrich that had forgotten how to fly, he frantically fanned his wings and prepared to take off to avoid the air attack. He explained in a panic:

"Tanya! Listen to my explanation"

David had almost just taken off, and the silver figure was like a guided missile. No matter how he moved, the rapidly approaching dragon shadow dived straight and accurately.

"Brake! Brake and slow down! Tanya, brake quickly. Ouch!" David in mid-air could only shout in vain and despair.

Click.

Then, under the unbearable gazes of all the onlookers, he was 'shot down' from mid-air by the 'Tanya Brand Flying Spear Missile'.

Just by hearing that voice, one could tell that he had almost killed half of the Red Dragon Lords of the Underdark in the New World, and probably had half of his ribs broken.

"Huh?" And Artilicia met her daughter for the first time.

He was shocked to see his tough daughter knocking David down with a headbutt that resounded throughout the Dragon Nest camp.

Then

The two overlapping shadows quickly covered him.

It hit him straight in his direction.