Under the Red Dragon

The drinks ordered by the mage were quickly brought over. The beverages, resembling white berry juice, emitted a strong aroma. Impatient, the warrior couldn't resist picking one up and taking a large gulp.

"Cough, cough,"

The unexpected taste caused the strong warrior to choke, his stoic face flushing red.

Dwarven adventurers at nearby tables burst into laughter.

"Those dragons' kin have bodies of monsters. Only a mighty warrior like me dares to try this kind of drink. Human girl, if you can't handle it, don't drink it. You don't want your companions to have to carry you back later."

A dwarf, shorter than most but with well-developed limbs, stood up, his bulging muscles making him look like a square block of muscle.

This dwarven adventurer from the mountains challenged Razi's team, saying, "Human girl, if you can't really do it, give the drinks to me, Kraggon. I can down a whole cup in one go, so you won't have to force yourself in front of your companions."

The warrior's face turned red. Although adventurers often encounter this kind of problem, sometimes getting used to it doesn't mean you can endure it.

He stood up, placing his hand on the broadsword behind him, and said coldly, "Little dwarf, do you want to spar with me? Come on, I'll let you taste the greatsword."

All the customers in the tavern looked over, even the chattering centaurs and kobolds stared at the arguing parties with strange expressions.

Unexpectedly, Kraggon, who had been aggressive, stopped. The dwarf shook his head, his braided beard swaying slightly, and sighed, "I didn't expect this human kid to be so calm. Looks like I won't be getting that drink."

All the patrons watching the conflict burst into laughter, and some familiar customers joked, "Kraggon, you provoke newcomers every time. Be careful someone ambushes you outside the town. A drink isn't worth it."

"Hehe, I won't fight them anyway. If they suffer, they can only blame themselves for not paying attention to the rules of the town," the dwarf revealed a sly look on his seemingly simple face.

Seeing the dwarf's provocation fail, Huer came forward to explain to the puzzled Razi and the others.

It turned out that since the blue dragon Dos sent the dragon's kin to regain control of the town, he had issued many rules that must be followed.

One of them was that no private fights were allowed anywhere in the town. If a private fight occurred, the party who started it would be fully responsible, and all their property would be confiscated.

Moreover, if a private fight occurred in places like taverns, the confiscated money would not only be used to compensate the owner's losses, but also to compensate the customers affected by the private fight.

The consequence of a private fight in the tavern was that all property would be confiscated, and all the patrons present would receive a large glass of wine as compensation.

So, the dwarf Kraggon, who loved wine, would actively provoke adventurers who had just arrived in Goldsea Town, of course, the innkeeper Ross and Huer would not stop him.

Because this had become a tacit rule for the people here, a rather interesting little game for them, although it was not very friendly to newcomers.

However, newcomers who had learned this lesson were often particularly honest and paid great attention to complying with the town's security regulations. This was not much different from the original intention of the blue dragon Dos when he set the regulations.

After all, the blue dragon Dos was mainly for the benefit of the dragon group. In the regulations he set, the humans in these towns not only needed to fully comply with the order set by the dragons, but also could not resist or provoke the dragons' kin.

Of course, the blue dragon Dos also wanted these humans to get used to the rules set by the dragons, so that it would be convenient to harvest them in the future when needed.

Those who violated the regulations often did not need the dragons' kin to take action. The residents of these towns would spontaneously arrest those who violated the regulations.

Because everyone gathered here to pursue money and benefits, and no one wanted the stable benefits to be broken by newcomers, leading to their own interests being damaged.

In a sense, the residents of these towns had gradually begun to become accomplices of the dragons, even if these dragons were the infamous chromatic dragons.

After hearing Huer's explanation, Razi and the others showed a look of fear. Fortunately, these adventurers had developed a more cautious character after many adventures, and did not act rashly, otherwise it would have been terrible.

The adventurer team members looked at each other, and the well-built shadow assassin said, "It seems that we should not act casually before we fully understand the rules of this place."

"Lest we violate the will of those dragons, if we make a mistake, this place does not seem so easy to escape."

The team members looked at the monsters who were still drinking as if nothing had happened and nodded.

"In that case, we will rest here for a while and then split up to inquire about information, and then meet at the tavern entrance."

This was the word of the team's leader, the priest.

The mage observed the details of the surroundings while inquiring information from other adventurers to find the center of the town.

Generally speaking, most announcements about regulations would be announced in the center of the town. He only needed to find the place to easily understand most of the rules of conduct in this place.

As for other unspoken rules, his partners needed to explore them, but with a shadow assassin who was good at sneaking, he was not worried.

Gathering intelligence was the assassin's job. Every excellent assassin should be an excellent intelligence gathering master.

Those assassins who simply relied on their own abilities were generally like reckless young chromatic dragons, becoming the battle achievements of others.

People came and went. The mage suddenly noticed a large group of monsters crowding in. They should be the dragons' kin. The leading centaur monster had obvious dragon characteristics.

This centaur was nearly four meters tall, covered in dense scarlet scales, and bulging muscles seemed to burst the scales.

The other centaur warriors were also very tall, but they looked particularly thin in front of this dragon centaur, not to mention the short kobold behind them.

The mage felt that the dragon centaur's huge hooves could easily kill the kobold warrior.

In the mage's vision, the dragon centaur was exuding a strong power fluctuation. Perhaps his entire adventurer team was not the opponent of this centaur, the mage realized.

However, perhaps the humans here were used to the appearance of these monsters. They did not have any fear or anger towards these monsters, but just did their own thing as usual.

Some clever adventurers also followed the traces of these dragons' kin after seeing the notice in the dragon centaur's hand.

The mage, who was observing carefully, also wanted to follow. He had already discovered the notice in the centaur warrior's hand. Perhaps this was the new will of the dragons who ruled this land, and he had to follow to understand it.

But he suddenly felt a shadow approaching above the sky. The mage raised his head and looked over.

Dark clouds rose from the distant tall jungle, it was a sky full of birds.

The noisy aarakocra waved their wings to lead the birds, the giant eagles in the sky were the eyes of the birds, the fierce eagles were the wings of the birds, the cranes were the body of the birds, the vultures were the claws of the birds, and the hundreds of birds were the feathers of the birds.

A huge dragon with scales as beautiful as emeralds stretched its wide wings as green as a forest, broke through the shackles of the jungle, and leaped into the sky, soaring above the birds.

The birds were like the clouds under the dragon, constantly changing their movements with the dragon's movements, and like soldiers guarding the emperor, flying up and down under the dragon.

The feathers of hundreds of birds of different colors fluttered in the birds, like a colorful veil covering the green dragon.

The birds followed the beautiful green dragon across the forest, across the town, and flew to the distant prairie.

The mage Razi came back to his senses. He had already seen the green dragon in the Gormora dragon group. He wondered what the red dragon known as the 'King of Earth and Metal, the Tyrant who controls Flame and Magma' would be like.