Under the Red Dragon

Life at sea is not as interesting and exciting as most bards say in their stories. Following the safe routes that have been opened up, life on board is mostly boring.

Nora, her grandmother, and the villagers from her village were all assigned to the same large ship, along with other villagers captured from scattered villages in the wilderness.

Perhaps because she was young, obedient, and had a pleasing appearance, and would often take the initiative to help other robbers mend their torn clothes, Nora was not like the other captured people who could only come out of the cabin for half a day every ten days.

You should know that the voyage at sea lasts for several months. If these people are kept in cramped cabins without a clean living environment, they are not only prone to illness due to psychological problems, but also extremely susceptible to plague.

In order to reduce losses and increase the survival rate of the captured slaves, these robber mercenary groups would also allow these slaves to come to the deck in batches at fixed times to move around, clean the cabin, and take out those who were sick for isolation, and in severe cases, they would even throw them directly into the sea.

Nora was allowed to come out for some fresh air every afternoon. At this time, she was following behind Uncle Farn, the village chief, wandering around the deck of the ship.

Uncle Farn, the village chief, was able to receive some preferential treatment from these mercenary robbers because of his former special status.

Although he still could not escape the fate of being sold as a slave, he could at least have a say in front of the mercenaries and pirates who respected strength, and he was considered the most prestigious person among this group of slaves.

"Hey, give me two glasses of rum, one with a little less, one with a little more," Village Chief Farn shouted at the mercenary robber passing by with a wine barrel.

During long voyages, fresh water is difficult to store and will deteriorate for various reasons in a short period of time, either because insects or mice get in, or because of wind and rain erosion at sea, etc. Only cheap rum is the reserve water resource for almost all long-voyage ships.

So even though the taste of rum was not delicious in Nora's opinion, the little girl still pursed her lips subconsciously after hearing Village Chief Farn's words. The dead skin had already appeared on her somewhat chapped lips. Nora had also developed a habit and love for drinking rum in the past few months on the ship.

The pirate holding the wine barrel glanced at the two of them, cheerfully opened the wine barrel, took two large glasses from the wine glasses hanging from his buttocks, filled them to the brim, and handed them to Village Chief Farn and the little girl Nora with a look of longing.

The big bearded mercenary opened his mouth and smiled: "Drink as much as you like, and come and pour it yourself if it's not enough. We are almost approaching the Golden Coast, and the captain has ordered that rum can be supplied at will."

The little girl Nora carefully held the oversized glass for her with her two small hands, took a small sip, and then smiled and thanked the big bearded mercenary, "Thank you, Uncle Big Beard!"

"Hahaha," the big bearded mercenary hugged the heavy wine barrel with one hand and waved the other, striding away.

"Uncle Village Chief, Uncle Big Beard said that we are almost at the Golden Coast. Is that place really as good as they say? Won't those evil dragons swallow us as snacks in one bite? Also, can my grandmother and I have our own new house, where no beasts and monsters dare to disturb us!"

The little girl Nora looked at Uncle Village Chief, the most powerful and knowledgeable in her heart, with a face full of expectation, and asked impatiently. In the initial sea life, Nora would still yearn for the vast and boundless sea.

The sea and the sky are the same color, clear and blue, birds fly and whales sing. Nora, who grew up in the wilderness inland, felt novel about all this, but the sea is always like this and will not change for thousands of years, so Nora also felt very bored during the long journey.

Only occasionally seeing those mercenaries who drank too much rum and went crazy would make her feel that her dull heart was active.

"Glug," Village Chief Farn swallowed a large mouthful of strange-tasting rum, wiped his unshaven face that looked particularly decadent because he hadn't taken care of it for a long time, and then said: "Little Nora, never have too high expectations for an unknown thing, otherwise the frustration you get will exceed your imagination."

Village Chief Farn looked at the strange heads that occasionally emerged from the distant sea, sighed, and rubbed Nora's head with his rough hand, "Nora, never believe what others say, always be skeptical of what others say, you must learn to see with your own eyes and listen with your own ears,"

"Sometimes even your own eyes and ears will deceive you, then you have to believe your intuition and thoughts!"

The little girl Nora hummed from her small and delicate nose and nodded. Although she didn't understand what Uncle Village Chief said, she would remember it in her heart. Maybe one day she would forget these words and forget who told her these words.

But when she encounters a lesson from something at a certain moment, similar insights will arise in her heart, and then these insights will also become her knowledge and experience and be passed on to the next generation.

However, before Nora's little head could figure it out, the excited shouts of other mercenary robbers came from the deck.

The big bearded mercenary who was holding the wine barrel simply threw the wine barrel into the sea, picked up his steel fork from his waist and shouted: "Business is here, brothers, there are Sahuagin haunts nearby, copy weapon and kill these idiots."

"Woohoo, let me see, where are these cute fishman heads,"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, I used to be a fisherman, these Sahuagin are also fish in my eyes, the harpoon in my hand can't wait."

The mercenaries who were originally bored suddenly became energetic, and each of them squeezed to the edge of the deck with weapons in their hands, looking at the monster heads that were looming on the distant sea with glowing eyes.

Village Chief Farn and the little girl Nora were squeezed to the back, surrounded by the pirates who did not squeeze to the front.

Farn grabbed a pirate. He asked curiously: "Your fleets that often sail at sea should have a good relationship with those monster tribes in the sea. Why do you all want to hunt these Sahuagin? Aren't you afraid that these Sahuagin will cause trouble for your fleet?"

In fact, what Farn said is in line with the practice of most fleets sailing at sea. The sea belongs to the home of these monsters, and although the Sahuagin are not very powerful individuals in this world, elite human soldiers can easily defeat a few.

However, there are more than tens of millions of Sahuagin living in the vast and boundless sea, which is wider than the land. Moreover, these monsters often live in groups. Although their tribes have friction and opposition, they will unite with each other when they encounter enemies.

Similar to metal dragons, metal dragons will bring old ones if you beat the young ones, and if you beat the old ones, two ancient dragons will come. If you even beat the ancient dragons, and it happens that these two ancient dragons have some face and a lot of gold coins, then congratulations, you may have enough luck to see the legendary Ancient Gold Dragon Council and Silver Dragon Paladin Order.

And the Sahuagin are like this: if you beat this group, another group will occupy the territory of this group of Sahuagin, and there is a high probability that they will continue to hate you and oppose you. As long as you can't kill all the Sahuagin in the ocean, there will always be Sahuagin as your enemies and opponents, and they are hard to guard against, annoying.

Unless you can deter these marine demons with absolutely powerful and terrifying means, they will superficially submit to you, at least not openly oppose you.

"Hehe," the mercenary with strange patterns tattooed all over his body smiled indifferently and said: "This group of stupid and ignorant fishmen offended the lord of the Golden Land, who rules the dragon group of the Golden Land,"

"The dragon group has issued a racial hunting order for the Sahuagin. Each fishman's head can be exchanged for twenty copper coins at the public security office in the Golden Seaport Town, and each living Sahuagin can be exchanged for fifty copper coins. Although the individual price is indeed not high, this kind of stupid monster is countless in the sea,"

The mercenary patted his chest triumphantly and said: "Every fleet now regards these Sahuagin as shining gold coins. They are our only fun and activity at sea. I have saved a sum of money because of these fishmen, a sum that can allow those women to open their legs as much as they want for a whole month!"

"Damn it, you confiscated my weapon, can you return my weapon to me," Village Chief Farn'sAdam's apple moved involuntarily, he felt that he might be able to save some savings for himself before arriving at the territory of the dragon.

"Tch, didn't you see that I can't even squeeze up there," the mercenary with tattoos all over his body sneered, stretching out his bulging arm to show off his huge muscles.

……

Alfred the Red Copper Dragon and Arina the Bronze Dragon flew north from Alfred's territory along the coast in the direction that Kalong had pointed out.

They crossed the high mountains and saw dangerous beasts in the endless mountains staring at them, such as the spinetail cat that preyed on dragons. This legendary creature would always sneak silently when it didn't want the dragons to find it, but this spinetail cat obviously didn't think much of the two young dragons, so it followed the two dragons openly all the way.

The two young dragons did not dare to provoke this strange legendary creature. This creature is extremely vengeful. Although the dragons can't be harmed by even the strongest spinetail cat as long as they don't land, the dragons don't want to be targeted by this extraordinary hunter.

After all, this small-minded legendary creature has had cases of sneaking into the dragon's territory and successfully hunting an adult bronze dragon.

After getting rid of the spinetail cat, the two bronze dragons became more careful and often followed the ships coming and going on the sea route. However, when the two young dragons stopped to rest once, they encountered a group of storm giants.

Fortunately, although these storm giants, like other giants, are descendants and creations of the Titan, they do not have the old grudges and hostility that the Titan and dragons have when they meet. The Titan belong to the Titan, and the giants belong to the giants.

Moreover, the two young dragons are both metal dragons, and these storm giants are also concerned about the tradition of these metal dragons, so even if Alfred the Red Copper Dragon and Arina the Bronze Dragon proposed to rest in the territory of the storm giants for one night, this group of storm giants agreed.

Moreover, the storm giants also warmly invited the two young dragons to share dinner. The young dragons certainly would not refuse this invitation. Regardless of the bronze dragon driven by curiosity, who naturally likes to understand other intelligent creatures, even Alfred the Red Copper Dragon is a talkative chatterbox who likes to talk.

Only the brass dragons among the metal dragons have a kind of bad taste. The brass dragons prefer to listen to others tell stories, and these brass dragons often take the initiative to grab those adventurers and bards to tell themselves stories under the drive of loneliness and loneliness. If the story does not satisfy the brass dragon, then the captured adventurers and bards have to keep telling the story and cannot leave.

According to legend, a very unlucky bard was caught by a eccentric brass dragon. He racked his brains but could not satisfy the brass dragon. He was forced to stay in the brass dragon's nest for as long as one thousand and one days. It is said that the villain in the One Thousand and One Nights story that is circulated among mortals was written with this eccentric brass dragon as a template.

"Ah, you are talking about those five-colored dragons that passed through the territory some time ago," the leader of the storm giants sat cross-legged on the ground, and his upper body could still be parallel to the two young dragons sitting down.

In the eyes of the storm giants, even if several decades have passed, it is probably considered some time ago, so the two young dragons did not feel surprised.

"That dragon group is very interesting. The leader among them also talked to me. He tried his best to invite me to settle in his territory, saying that there is a more beautiful and richer sea area than here waiting for us. If I were not too lazy to move, I might have led the tribe to accompany those five-colored dragons."

The storm giant's dull voice is not inferior to that of the dragon. He is grilling a huge sea fish in his hand, and the sizzling oil drips down, giving off a burnt smell.

The young storm giants on the side are eager to try, and these meats are also delicious snacks for the storm giants.

Curiosity arose in the eyes of the bronze dragon Arina. Although the storm giants have a different attitude towards dragons than Titan, they cannot be said to have friendly feelings towards the five-colored dragons, but she was surprised that they would have the idea of ​​accompanying the five-colored dragons.

So the young female dragon asked the old giant leader: "What is so special about that dragon group that can gain your favor? With your strength and tribe, you should be able to easily defeat those young dragons and then occupy their territory."

The old storm giant shook his head, his huge voice like thunder before a storm, "In that dragon group, although the red dragon as the leader is the strongest, the other dragons do not fear this red dragon, but obey from the bottom of their hearts. This can prove that this red dragon is a very good and successful leader,"

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"As for defeating those dragons, young bronze dragon, don't be defined by the justice and kindness on the parchment and in the mouths of those hypocrites. Moreover, to survive and grow in this world, you not only need to rely on your own strength, but sometimes you also need the help of others. This is my old Made's experience of living for countless years."

The bronze dragon Arina nodded. The bronze dragons are always more convinced of the words of the powerful predecessors. This benefits from the good upbringing and habits of the bronze dragons from childhood to adulthood.

The reason those chromatic dragons don't have this habit, being arrogant and conceited, is also related to their race's upbringing. Many evil dragons abandoned from childhood don't even know about the existence of a halberd like the 'Fang Tian Hua Ji.' Otherwise, every evil dragon would be proud to forge such a weapon.

The next day, the two young dragons resumed their journey. Along the way, they encountered many dangerous creatures and some friendly, magical beings. Most of them had an impression of the dragon packs that had passed by before.

For example, a group of woodland elves harbored resentment towards the two young dragons because the previous dragon packs had wanted to uproot their Tree of Life planted in the forest, and they spoke harshly to them.

Of course, if it weren't for the faint aura of the holy domain emanating from the leader of these forest elves, the copper dragon Alfred would have also wanted to uproot that nascent Tree of Life.

Greed drives all dragons, and even metallic dragons are no better than chromatic dragons. The Tree of Life can provide many benefits to the creatures living near it.

Prolonged exposure to the aura of the Tree of Life can grant dragons some increase and strengthening of their lifespan. Moreover, the tender leaves of a mature Tree of Life are a useful magical material, and the life energy they contain can sometimes be used as a healing potion. A dragon possessing a Tree of Life is like holding a small mine that produces gold coins.

After months of long-distance flight, the two young dragons vaguely sensed a strong dragon aura in the vast area ahead.

Dragons don't need to mark their territory with the scent of urine like ordinary beasts. Instead, their unique aura naturally remains after prolonged contact between their field and the world's field.

Therefore, even from a great distance, the two young dragons could still sense that there was a group of active dragons in the vast天地 ahead.

"Look, Alina, there are gnolls in the distance actually developing the land like those humans, and some gnolls are patrolling the territory. It's unbelievable that these ignorant and lazy monsters appear so orderly. See, I told you I was right,"

The copper dragon Alfred said triumphantly, as if the better Karon's territory was, the more face he had.

"It is indeed a bit unbelievable," the bronze dragon Alina had always looked down on these disordered, chaotic, and ignorant monsters. In her eyes, these monsters were members of the disruptors of order and extremely difficult to manage.

Even if the monsters were suppressed by the power of dragons, these monsters would not be so serious, because their nature is hard to change. But in the Gogmora dragon territory, they have become orderly members of the territory, which made her admire the entire dragon pack.

"Let's go, let's go down and take a look. There are some gnolls fighting forest trolls there. That gnoll leader looks like a pretty powerful guy. Maybe he knows more things." The bronze dragon Alina signaled Alfred to follow her.

Pfft, the gnoll leader Yugu pulled his upgraded hunting spear from the fallen troll corpse. The sharp spearhead, flashing with a cold light, seemed even more dangerous after being stained with blood.

He was very satisfied with this weapon, which was lighter than the previous three-headed flail and killed faster. He could use this spear to kill in the troll tribe for a day and a night without feeling tired.

Yugu swept across the jungle, confirming that there were no trolls who came to the territory to make trouble and poach. He nodded with satisfaction, and just wanted to speak in Gnoll language, but forcibly restrained himself and changed to Common to instruct his soldiers.

"Drag these stinky forest trolls back and give them to the goblin tribe as a gift from the gnolls. We have just become dragons' dependents and should build good relationships with other dependents,"

"These stinky forest trolls, maybe even those goblins don't like this smell," the gnoll spellcaster behind him hesitated. These trolls have colorful moss growing on them, and the stench they emit is comparable to some swamps in the forest that have been deposited for countless years. Maybe only the carrion vultures on the grassland can eat the troll's corpse.

"It's okay, first ask those goblin tribes. If even the goblin tribes don't want them, drag the troll corpses to the dragon's orchard. Lady Antajena has been very concerned about the orchard recently. The corpses of these trolls can become fertilizer for Lady Antajena to cultivate fruit trees."

The gnoll Yugu replied casually. The current goblin tribes have almost become the garbage recycling center for the dragon's dependents. The saying 'if you don't eat it, give it to the dog' has been changed to 'if you don't eat it, give it to the goblins.'

Whoosh, a strong wind sound came from overhead. Even the thick branches that had grown for countless years were lowered by the strong flowing wind. The two young dragons came from the distant sky and hovered in the mid-air in front of the gnoll.

The gnoll Yugu's eyes condensed, and the momentum of the killing that had just stopped rose again. While signaling his subordinates to prepare to release the messenger birds and crows and vultures, he gripped the weapon in his hand and took the initiative to greet the young dragons in the sky.

"Distant and noble true dragons, stop your steps. The front belongs to the dragon's territory. Entering rashly will be regarded as an act of invasion by the dragon pack."

The gnoll Yugu said in a deep voice. He felt that maybe today was the time to show his loyalty to the red dragon, and with his strength, he could try to delay the two young dragons in front of him until the dragon pack came to support him, as long as he didn't confront them head-on. He was much more flexible than these two dragons in the forest.

The copper dragon Alfred and the bronze dragon Alina looked at each other, and at the same time, they both had the thought in their hearts of why the opposite side was not afraid of them, and judging from the gnoll's actions, he actually wanted to fight the two young dragons.

However, the two dragons were after all metallic dragons, not the chromatic dragons who would roll up their sleeves and fight at the slightest disagreement. So the copper dragon Alfred and the bronze dragon Alina landed on the ground, indicating that they did not intend to invade the territory.

"Gnoll, I admire your courage, but Alina and I are not planning to offend the dragon pack's territory, but to find my friend, Karon Gogmora. He will welcome our arrival."

The copper dragon Alfred explained to the gnoll in front of him. Dragons always particularly appreciate loyal and brave dependents, and copper dragons and bronze dragons are no exception. They rarely put away their high posture towards this despised monster.

The gnoll Yugu nodded, but did not relax, but said neither humble nor arrogant: "I am just a newly recruited dependent under my lord Karon and cannot know these messages. I will send a message to other dependents through the flying birds and let them report to the dragon lords."

"Perhaps the two noble true dragons can also go to the Gold Coast Town and register their intentions at the administrative office there. The administrative officer Fafna is qualified to take the two noble dragons to the dragon's lair to see my lord."

The bronze dragon Alina and the copper dragon Alfred looked at each other, nodded, and then said to the gnoll Yugu: "Okay, we won't embarrass you either. We just want to see what the territory under the dragon pack's rule looks like."

The gnoll Yugu then bowed and pointed to the direction of the sea and said: "Fly straight from here, and you will see the Gold Coast Town in about three hundred miles, noble true dragons."

Whoosh, the two young dragons flapped their wings and flew away into the distance!