Under the Red Dragon

Karon looked at the centaur warrior, his draconic eyes, naturally cold and proud, softened with warmth.

"Chiron."

"After careful selection with Kalli, the leader of the centaur tribe, we've chosen two hundred strong centaur warriors to teach them the true heritage of the centaur tribe. They will become a powerful asset to the dragon territory, and I will train them into the most formidable cavalry in the world."

Chiron, the former young king of the true centaur tribe, a descendant of the legendary hero of the centaurs and namesake of his great ancestor, bowed respectfully.

The centaur tribe is now experiencing a population boom due to the stable living environment and abundant food supply, with an increasing number of newborns.

A few years ago, the tribe could barely muster two hundred warriors, but now, they can spare a portion to guard the Dragon Nest Mountains and still select two hundred warriors for regular training.

The kobold servants are in a similar situation. Originally, kobold tribes would automatically split into two once they exceeded one thousand members due to food scarcity and limited territory.

However, under the leadership of their chief, Bagg, the kobold tribe has become a vassal of the dragons. With guaranteed safety and ample food, their population has nearly reached three thousand.

Kobolds have a reproductive capacity comparable to humans, and they mature much faster. They can become adults in just a few years, with six-year-olds considered adults.

These kobolds are now an essential part of the dragon territory. The smartest individuals are assigned as artisans, learning various forging techniques from human and dwarf craftsmen, mastering weapon crafting and ore smelting.

The strongest are hunters and warriors, responsible for hunting and foraging for the tribe and the dragon's retinue. The most resilient are assigned to the mines to extract ores and treasures for the dragons.

Others are assigned to the grasslands as dragon herders, taming and grazing captured animals and beasts, such as white-horned bison, giant antelope, land dragons, and reindeer – animals with relatively docile temperaments.

Even the weakest kobolds can contribute, such as gathering mushrooms and wild vegetables in the forest as supplementary food, caring for the young, and training captured young beasts.

Moreover, these kobolds understand that their work contributes to the survival of the entire group. In some ways, Karon finds these kobolds, who worship dragons and possess a strong sense of collective consciousness, more useful than most other servants.

Unlike the lazy and disorganized goblins, even under the management and supervision of the kobold servants, these chaotic creatures can only serve as servants and guards.

And even then, they are prone to negligence. Therefore, these green-skinned goblins are regarded as expendable by the dragons and other servants.

They are used to fill any manpower shortage, and their loss is of no consequence. However, these goblins excel at digging, so many are now employed by the kobolds, toiling in the dark mines.

Although some remarkably intelligent goblins are naturally skilled at trading with other races and have caught Karon's attention, they are few in number and not enough to change the status of the entire race.

"I will have the dwarf Kraggon prioritize supplying you with weapons and armor, equipping you with sharp weapons and sturdy armor. The grasslands are your proving ground. Go conquer the weak, seize their territories, and leave the insurmountable foes to the dragons. Do not be reckless."

The red dragon stood up, its red scales shimmering with captivating beauty under the sunlight. In Karon's eyes, these dragonspawn and centaur tribes were the dragon's most important forces.

They would become crucial assistants in the dragon's future expansion. Centaurs equipped with fine armor and weapons are stronger than even the best-trained cavalry of human kingdoms. This is an innate racial advantage that is difficult to overcome.

Moreover, at Karon's direction, Chiron will impart the true heritage of the centaur tribe to these centaur warriors, greatly enhancing their combat power.

A unit of two hundred heavily armored centaur cavalry is enough to defeat enemies several times their number, and even transcendent warriors will be reduced to bloody pulp under the iron hooves of the centaur warriors.

Bang!

The centaur warrior slammed his large iron fist hard against his chest, his eyes flashing with warlike fervor. He lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "To fight for the master is our duty. Chiron will not disappoint you."

"I will be watching you," the red dragon's massive dragon claw enveloped the centaur warrior's head. "Go, the glory of the dragons is with you."

The centaur warrior turned and strode down the mountain peak, his powerful steps appearing remarkably light.

Karon's gaze shifted to the ogre enchantress, who was prostrate on the ground, revealing her alluring curves.

Even to the dragon, the ogre enchantress Fafna was a perfect beauty. Even though the enslaved ogre was dressed in simple cloth, it could not hide her innate allure.

Her skin was white and rosy, possessing a luster that even the most beautiful jade in the world could not match. Her disproportionately long and supple legs and bare jade feet carried unimaginable allure. Her breasts, full as the moon, and her hips, like ripe peaches, aroused a desire to conquer and ravage in every male who saw her.

Her crystalline jade face was exquisitely charming, and her eyes, rippling like water, and her moist pink lips, moving slightly, always carried a silent seduction and invitation. This was a natural, spontaneous charm, far surpassing affectation.

This allure was difficult for even the young dragons to resist, but they all knew that the enchantress before them was the red dragon's private property, Karon's female slave, and they could not offend or covet Karon, so they quickly turned their heads away.

Only Antajeena and Kleinaea, two female dragons, glared at the ogre enchantress, their gazes putting great pressure on the enchantress's sensitive mind. Only the curious pixie Raven flew around the enchantress, for these pixies also loved beauty.

Even Karon, who had seen countless illusory beauties, had to admit that the enchantress before him was a representative of beauty and charm combined, but this did not affect Karon's thoughts.

The red dragon lowered its head, looking down at the ogre enchantress, who was trembling unconsciously on the ground, causing a wave of hip movement. Its deep voice stirred a wave in the enchantress's ears, "Fafna, my slave,"

Hearing the red dragon's voice, the ogre enchantress Fafna quickly crawled to the red dragon's feet like a small dog, her slender and supple fingers holding the dragon's claw on the ground, her pink lips kissing the back of the red dragon's claw, and then she said, "My master, your female slave Fafna listens to your will."

Heh, an interesting light rose in Karon's vertical pupils. Because he did not have a good initial impression of the ogre enchantress, he did not trust Fafna.

It was not that he felt that the enchantress was difficult to control, but simply a matter of impression and attitude, so Karon did not receive Fafna after returning to the territory, and continued to let the centaur tribe enslave these ogres as before.

And the enchantress Fafna's sensitive mind also discovered this problem, so she was so humble and flattering, because the red dragon in front of her could easily control her life and death.

But now the dragon's territory is short of talents. Fafna is smart enough and relatively smooth, as can be seen from the previous greetings.

The dragonspawn centaur warrior Chiron is radiated by Karon's bloodline, so he only has Karon in his eyes, and although he is respectful enough to the other young dragons, he will not treat them as if they were gods like he treats Karon.

Fafna is different. Although she points out that she is the red dragon's humble slave, she also gives the other dragons respectful greetings. This is the difference in personality and handling things.

So Karon intends to let Fafna also participate in the management of some territorial affairs to reduce the burden on the dragons.

"I can give you a chance, Fafna, a chance to improve your living conditions," Karon's vertical pupils were filled with reason and indifference. The enchantress before him, with her allure equal to a succubus, did not stir a ripple in his eyes, and his voice was low and flat.

Fafna quickly kissed the back of the red dragon's foot, and then blinked her large, watery eyes, looking up at the red dragon's lowered eyes, and said in a soft, almost whispering voice, "Ah, great master, Fafna follows your will, only hoping to gain your favor and praise!"

"Very good," Karon's rumbling voice echoed in Fafna's ears. He said, "Manage the seaside town well for me and the dragons. You will be appointed as the town's administrator. Kalli will tell you your duties. Do not disappoint me, Fafna."

The ogre enchantress Fafna widened her watery eyes, and her plump body trembled, surging a dazzling white wave. She did not expect that even as the lowest slave, she would be reused by the red dragon.

You must know that in the gradually established territorial order, the administrator is equivalent to the administrative chief of the town, with great power, even the dragon's retinue of the security officer, must be subject to jurisdiction.

She thought that the red dragon in front of her just simply wanted to play with her body. In the eyes of other races, the red dragon has a long history of this kind of thing.

And the entire dragon race is even more notorious. Even those humble and unintelligent beasts, these dragons can do it after they are in heat.

What's more, she knows her charm and allure. You must know that the ancient demigod siren can even charm gods, although it is not necessarily successful.

Her watery eyes blinked for a long time before Fafna came back to her senses. Her white forehead hit the back of the red dragon's foot, and her soft, almost moaning voice sounded,

"Following your orders, my Lord!"