Under the Red Dragon

"Walk by, don't miss it, delicious potato and kale soup, two coppers a bowl,"

"Mushroom muffins, fresh out of the oven, fragrant aroma, no money if it doesn't taste good!"

"Freshly hunted mountain deer and wild boar this morning, fat and fresh,"

The street vendors selling seafood, cooked food, and wild game shouted loudly, attracting adventurers and town residents who were coming and going in a hurry.

The Golden Haimouth Town in the early morning seemed particularly noisy and vibrant.

The centaur warrior Suniya led the centaur warriors of the tribe, driving the captured Sahuagin slave laborers through the noisy streets. These Sahuagin slave laborers had to be moisturized with seawater every so often, otherwise it would be difficult for them to survive on land.

But the aroma on the roadside attracted the centaur girl's attention. She signaled the team to stop, walked to a small stall and stopped, and asked, "Give me a mushroom muffin and a mushroom soup, how much is it?"

"Hey, a small breakfast, what's it worth, just take it," the middle-aged man behind the stall showed a flattering smile.

He knew that this centaur warrior had a certain status among the dragon's followers and was a member of the security officers in the town, so he showed a flattering intention.

The centaur girl Suniya shook her head, took out a few copper coins from her arms and threw them to the middle-aged man, then picked up a mushroom muffin and mushroom soup and ate them on the spot.

As Karon's most loyal follower, the centaur tribe strictly followed the will of the dragon. After Karon clearly stated that such extortion and freeloading were not allowed, Suniya had been very careful.

Moreover, relevant laws and regulations were gradually formed under the discussion and research of the blue dragon Dos and the blue dragon Akzi. In the future, both the dragon's followers and these residents would have to abide by these laws and regulations.

Even those dragons could not dare to disobey the will of the red dragon lord. The dragon's kingdom was not a democratic society, but a world of absolute power.

What's more, Suniya and others, who were subordinates with certain abilities among the dragon's followers, would receive rewards from the dragon every certain period of time.

Although these rewards had a strange name, called salary and wages, Suniya was not short of money at the moment. On the contrary, because she spent very little, she currently belonged to the petty bourgeoisie.

The centaur girl enjoyed the delicious breakfast. She felt that the standards of these humans were not as good as the halfling chefs in the tribe, but it was still a good delicacy to taste occasionally.

At this time, a fat merchant in the crowd suddenly stopped in front of the Sahuagin slave laborers, looked at the wooden sign hanging on the chest of the Sahuagin slave laborers for a while, and then said, "These Sahuagin slave laborers are so expensive, one costs three silver coins, can it be cheaper?"

The centaur girl Suniya chewed the fragrant mushroom muffin while mumbling, "Three silver coins are still expensive? These Sahuagin slave laborers are strong, they can be used as guards, and you can also let them enter the sea to help you catch seafood and find treasures,"

"Those precious corals, giant clams, pearl shells, as long as you buy these Sahuagin slave laborers, the sea is an undefended treasure house for you, allowing you to extract wealth."

Suniya swallowed the food in her mouth while trying her best to persuade the merchant in front of her. As long as these Sahuagin slave laborers were sold, she could also receive some handling fees. Now the centaur girl seemed to be influenced by the dragon's master and liked to accumulate treasures.

The centaur girl's flexible eloquence moved the fat merchant. The merchant stroked his chin, thinking and muttering, "Buying a Sahuagin slave laborer costs three silver coins, and the simplest enslavement scroll costs five silver coins. I have to calculate how many fish slave laborers to buy, when to get back the capital, and how much money I can make."

Finally, the merchant muttered for a long time before making a decision. He asked the guards around him to take out fifteen silver coins and handed them to the centaur girl, "Give me five Sahuagin slave laborers, I want the strongest ones."

The centaur girl drank the mushroom soup in her hand in one gulp, then took the silver coins and put them into her pocket with a smile. Tonight, there would be a few more shiny silver coins in her small wooden box.

"Damn it, be careful, this is the most important furnace for the blacksmith, don't break it, if you delay Lord Karon's affairs, I don't even need to take action, your leader can beat you few idiots severely."

The dwarf warrior Kragon, who was quite strict and irritable in the professional field, scolded loudly. Several timid and shrinking centaur warriors and kobolds drooped their faces in front of the burning furnace, listening to the dwarf's reprimand.

These relatively smart and strong warriors in the tribe were selected to come to the blacksmith shop newly opened by the dwarf Kragon to be apprentices. According to Karon's meaning, even if a dwarf blacksmith's skills were exquisite, he could not meet the needs of all the dragon's followers.

Now the dwarf Kragon was already a craftsman official appointed by the dragon, responsible for taking apprentices and teaching the casting skills to these dragon's followers.

So now the dwarf warrior could be said to be shaking. In the past, the money he earned from adventure was spent on drinking. His life was not to say poor and destitute, but he had one meal without the next. But now he not only had his own blacksmith shop, but also gained a certain status in the kingdom belonging to the dragon.

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This made him walk sideways when he went out now, although the dwarf warrior's square body was almost walking sideways, but the only thing that annoyed him was that these apprentices were too stupid, which always made him angry.

"Forget it, money is hard to earn, wine is good to drink, bear with it," the dwarf Kragon sighed and directed these stupid apprentices to start practicing blacksmithing.

Clang, clang, clang,

The mage Lazi was startled by the doorbell of the visitor, and stood up from behind the desk with a dizzy head. He shook his dizzy head when he saw the shadow assassin standing at the door with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and then asked, "What's wrong, is it time for me to rest?"

The shadow assassin with weeds in her mouth shrugged, her expression a little bored. She said, "No, it's just that the enslavement scrolls are sold out, and there are only two healing scrolls left. The priest asked me to urge you to work harder. The opportunity to make money is right in front of you, don't be lazy."

"Ah, damn it, you might as well kill me," the mage Lazi groaned, covering his head in pain. The mage looked at the table full of scroll materials and bottles of magic ink. He began to regret opening this magic shop with these partners. These people really dared to use him as a beast of burden.