The gluttonous dragon starts from the plane of hell

Chapter 97 It's none of your business?

After a carnival, the Northern Territory has calmed down again, and everything is back on track... There is no shortage of meat and food.

After all, the resources in the territory still need to be accumulated.

Timber and stone are now produced at a rate of 40 units per day, but I want to compare these basic resources.

If you want to continue to explode the infrastructure, you need to build a [research institute], and this naturally requires money.

Money—Money, the scientific name is [Violet Kingdom Silver Coin] or [Violet Kingdom Gold Coin], whichever is OK.

Of course money is not a problem, the problem is - no money.

Logically speaking, it takes a lot of money to maintain a territory and raise a group of subordinates, but because of the invincible Seven Island Semu, there is no cost.

Even so, although the Northern Territory has almost no expenditure on gold coins, it does have no income...

So, go find trouble with the Gnoll today.

(Gnoll: jackal jackal?)

……

Since ancient times, there have been many good plans for quickly accumulating wealth, and these things naturally existed in Bercy's mind.

That's right, it's just in Bercy's mind, because in this regard, Seven Island Semu is obviously not as profound as Bercy, and this [knowledge] is terrifying.

For this world, it is a Pandora's box that will lead to disasters when opened——

It's okay for Belshee to use it, but the aborigines are afraid to learn from him and imitate.

For example, advocating luxuries as necessities, housing and other things that are not necessary, but insignificant but extremely important, are priced at extreme luxury prices.

Another example is...

Cough cough, in a word, in a word...

Now, what Bercy and his team chose was a relatively simpler, brutal, bloody and cruel way.

There is a simple name called [Plunder].

"Come on!"

Belhe said so, lying in the arms of Tristoran's elf... No, it's too strange to say that.

To be precise, Triestoran was riding a war horse at the moment, while Belshe was sitting in front of Triestoran, looking left and right from time to time.

"This battle can be regarded as your certificate of honor."

As Bercy said, he turned his head and glanced at the [huge] troop behind him, and patted Tristoran on the stomach: "You should be more eye-catching~"

"Clap clap~"

The smooth belly without a trace of fat happened to be the area not covered by Tristoran's leather armor, and its whiteness was quite conspicuous.

And Tristoran subconsciously dodged, pointing to her own eyes mockingly: "Please look at my eyes, do they seem to be [bright]?"

"..."

Indeed, although Tristoran's eyes could barely see, they also seemed a little cloudy...the vision damage was quite serious.

Almost ten meters away, there is no distinction between men and women.

Such [Bright Eyes] feels like a joke from hell.

"Feel sorry."

Bercy said so.

But it was Tristoran who looked at him in surprise, not knowing why Bercy would apologize for this.

Logically speaking, Bercy didn't have any need to apologize for this.

Although curious, Triestoran did not ask, but pointed to the mage girl in front of her, and asked, "Why don't you go there?"

Under normal circumstances, Bercy and Seven Island Semu would shrink in size and stay in the mage girl's backpack, and then come out at critical moments...

Turn the tide (pretend to slap your face)!

However, during the march to the nearby wolf man territory today, Bercy took the initiative to share a horse with her.

Want to get close to the new wood elves?

【Ah, you said this...】

Seven Island Semu took the initiative to respond. She put her tentacles on Trisdolan's body, pointed to the front and conveyed her thoughts at the same time: [Look over there~]

Over there, there is Sebbelia sitting in front of the horse, and a mage girl sitting on Sebberia's skill and chatting.

[Because the third sister and Sebbelia have been getting tired of being together recently, talking about topics that mages can only understand, my elder brother and I can't stand it. 】

"That's right, good girlfriends are like this."

Under the explanations of Seven Island Semu and Bercy, Tristoran nodded half-understood... although she didn't know what a "best friend" is.

【…】

"..."

Afterwards, Seven Island Semu and Bercy fell silent for a while, and under Tristoran's strange gaze, the two who seemed a little abnormal spoke.

[However, we actually came here on our own initiative, and we still have some questions, ah... But it doesn't matter if you don't answer. 】

Nanoshima Semu said so.

And Bercy also nodded, looking at Tristoran: "Yes, we have some small things that are not particularly important, and feel a little bit contradictory... Ah, I have a little doubt, I hope you can help me to answer it. "

"..."

【…】

"Well...you guys have asked me well."

Triestoran didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the two of them. She showed a slightly joking expression and said:

"Boss, if you want to ask [Can wood elves and dragons have offspring?], then my answer is [yes]."

I go?Is it possible?Didn't it explode all at once?Or is it after the dragon used the transformation technique, and then cracked?
Such thoughts passed through Bercy's head for a while, but this is not the most critical point right now.

【how to say?I have a wonderful power...]

Seven Island Semu said so, she observed Tristoran's expression: [I can feel the strength and occupation of others. 】

Yes, the system panel of Seven Island Semu can clearly mark other people's attributes and classes...for example, the previous adventurer team.

Even for some creatures that are difficult to have a clear class, such as those rock trolls, the system panel can perfectly display their class.

Only in some cases such things will not be seen...

For example, Bercy and Seven Island Semu, after leaving the hatching pool, saw those demons in the Colosseum on the first floor of hell.

Including the strong scarred girl who wanted to arrest and sell Bercy, and the succubus who almost bought Bercy and almost used him as a cucumber.

The display of class is [? ? ? ], and this means that their class exceeds that of Seven Island Semu by at least three classes.

"May I ask your strength (class)?"

Bercy asked this question. He stared at the [rescued] wood elf, and asked, "Fifth level? Or sixth level, seventh level?"

That's right, last night, Seven Island Semu casually looked at the levels of the wood elves, and found that most of them were of the second level.

There are a small number of first-order and third-order...

The wood elves may be the highest fighting strength in the territory at present, leaving aside a few wall hangings (such as Bercy or mage girl).

Because the orcs, knights, lizard people, there are no third-tier professionals.

Although they really fought, Seven Island Semu has no doubt that if the plot requires it, the orcs will tie the elves into large fonts... what?

But the orcs in this world are relatively pure.

However, on the panel that saw Tristoran, it was marked [? ? ? ], Seven Island Semu realized that...something was not quite right.

As a powerhouse of at least the fifth rank, or even higher, how could Triestoran be easily captured as a slave?

Either there is a natural hobby in this area, or there is some conspiracy.

[Or the eighth step?Ninth order? 】

Regarding the words of Seven Island Semu and Bercy, although Tristoran was a little surprised by this strange ability of [can see the strength of others].

But... still laughing at the words of Seven Island Semu.

"Huh? The eighth and ninth ranks are too outrageous."

Triestoran couldn't help showing a smile, and she pointed to herself: "If I were at the ninth level, I should be in the God Realm, not here."

Spirit world?Is there any connection between the ninth level and the God Realm?

Both Bercy and Seven Island Semu were a little puzzled.

"Ninth level, how is it possible... Well, according to the previous calculation method, it is level 900 and above."

Triestoran explained this, she shook her head mockingly, and said, "Do you think I'm like a god?"

The ninth level... is it the level of the gods?

This is the knowledge blind spot of Bercy and Seven Island Semu...

"Oh...is that so? Then you are eighth order?"

Bercy asked casually, while Tristoran didn't bother to let the two of them guess, and said honestly: "The fifth-order peak."

That is also quite powerful.

But now there is another problem...

"Don't tell me that you can't break free from such iron cages and chains... Even blowing up the carriage is easy, right?"

Obviously, what Bercy wondered was why the fifth-level Tristoran would be reduced to being captured as a slave until they rescued her.

Tristoran took her right hand away from the reins, and showed the following right hand that was trembling slightly: "I don't have the strength of the fifth level now..."

"I can't see things clearly, I can't hold the bow, and I can't mobilize my magic power well... The power I can display is at the second level at most."

Tristoran said so with a helpless smile, she shook her head and added: "It belongs to the second level of elves, not the second level of dragons."

Even if the Tier [-] giant dragon is bound by the chains that bind the demons, it can't use any magic power. It is still easy to break a few iron chains.

From the fifth level to the second level... from the strong to the prisoner.

She who was almost caught by the nobles, who was almost reduced to sitting on a triangle horse, and who was almost reduced to [Trusto Landau] turned into a roast goose...

Such a gap must be uncomfortable.

[The second level is not bad... small, but also very cute. 】

Seven Island Semu was so comforting, she was a little curious why Tristoran lost all her strength, but she still didn't ask.

Triestoran should say it herself when she wants to say it.

Bercy thought so too, and he asked another question: "Is there any way to recover?"

Triestoran showed a little resistance to this, she didn't answer directly, but rubbed Bersie's head with both hands, rubbing the scales that felt comfortable to touch: "The boss doesn't need to worry about this. "

I go!Don't take your hands off the reins!Drive a horse, drive a horse!This is very dangerous!

As if sensing Belhee's gaze, Tristoran put one hand back on the rein, pulling the slightly deviated direction back on track.

Fortunately, the speed of the horse in the jungle is not fast, and the infantry unit needs to be taken care of, otherwise it may hit a tree.

"This is something that only I can handle. Besides... the stronger I am, the more I know and the more responsibilities I have to bear."

Tristoran said inexplicable words, she looked into the distance with faint eyes, and said: "The tribe no longer exists, and you are protecting my tribe. I can't find a reason to urgently restore my strength."

The second level...then it is the second level.

no big deal.

……

"Don't show off, hey! Tristoran!"

【That's it!You have to get out of your comfort zone. 】

Bercy and Seven Island Semu immediately complained. He patted Tristoran on the shoulder and persuaded: "Your people still need you!"

【We also need you, find a way to restore my strength, bastard. 】

"..."

Tristoran looked at the two with a confused expression... I don't know why they feel that they are more concerned about this aspect than themselves.

Isn't it better for the strength of your subordinates to be weaker?
Just like her and their tribe... If possible, she would rather be weak all her life than see that firm and decisive face.

Obviously she had such a good relationship with the patriarch, but in the end...

After all, is it inferior to the principle of [Salvation]?

Even her childhood playmate will be sacrificed—the power will be deprived, and there will be a slight possibility of saving the world.

If possible, she would rather remain at the fourth level for the rest of her life.

Too bad the world didn't know it sooner.

……

"Hey, I still want to hug my thighs... let Tristoran lead the team to fight around and start to dominate the world!"

Bercy sighed with some pity, and Seven Island Semu also seemed to be very emotional: 【Yeah, I also want to eat soft rice like my father~】

"Hey...repeated words, disgusting."

【Huh~ I'm a beautiful girl, so I'm cute. 】

"It's just a slime now, who knows what you looked like before, maybe you were ugly..."

Regarding Bercy's complaints, Seven Island Semu put her hands on her hips in disdain, and she said: "Brother, you are wrong, I am an invincible beautiful girl. 】

[It's the rumored "Chinese beautiful girl transfer student" Oh, the kind that always has a lot of love letters in the shoe cabinet! 】

"Wow, what a classic character design!"

[However, whether it is a love letter from a male classmate or a love letter from a female classmate, I have lost all of them!Because my dad won't let me fall in love early!Or break my leg! 】

"Wow! What a typical Huaxia father! Wait... What happened to the love letter from the female classmate? Is the atmosphere of Neon High School so scary?"

[One thing to say, there is indeed a bit. 】

"..."

The topic turned to a strange direction, and Tristoran couldn't understand what the two were talking about at first, but she still realized something...

The two want her to regain her strength, and then [lead the team to fight] or something.

"Sorry, boss... and Miss Slime."

Tristoran said so, her eyes revealing a kind of helpless sadness, she lowered her eyebrows, and gently bent down and rubbed Bercy's body.

The cold rubbing sensation brought by the scales... is quite comfortable.

"I haven't figured out what to do... because my power hasn't disappeared, it's just been borrowed by [friends] with bigger goals... No... I don't know what to do .”

Tristoran was talking endlessly like this, she looked at the large army that was slowly slowing down, and looked forward to know what was going on.

There is still some distance to the nearest Gnoll territory, and logically speaking, it is not yet time to stop and rest... What happened?

In doubt, Triestoran saw some little flower demons, stopping in front of the troops of the Northern Territory, flying and exchanging something.

Are you here to seek asylum?

Tristoran blinked, and asked the two people in front of him: "Boss and Lord Seven Island Semu, don't you want to go and have a look?"

After nodding his head, Bercy flew up with Seven Island Semu and flew in the direction ahead.

However, Bercy still paused.

"Tristoran..."

Having said that, Bercy turned his head, he looked very firm, and said gently to Tristoran who was smiling wryly, "Are you stupid?"

Triestoran: "???"

[Wow, brother is speaking Tibetan. 】

Looking at Tristoran who was suddenly scolded for some unknown reason, Bercy rolled his eyes and said, "Don't think that I will find a way to enlighten you~"

"I'm not interested in playing the role of a gentle and confidant brother, helping a giant baby who has got into the horns to get out of the past."

Bercy spread his hands and said seriously: "If it's yours, then grab it back for me...Are you cerebral palsy?"

[What a sharp question!Why didn't you act according to the script of the male protagonist Asahi, Brother Bercy...but it's pretty cool this way,]

In this regard, Tristoran, who couldn't hear the words of Seven Island Semu, hesitated for a moment, but shook her head: "Boss, you won't understand."

"My [friend], she is quite a great person, even if she takes my power away, I will..."

Tristoran said so, she closed her eyes, but... even she didn't realize it, she was a little confused.

Is that really correct?

……

"Ah! What does his greatness have to do with you? Even if he is [right], then what did you do [wrong]?"

Bercy pointed disdainfully, with a look of contempt on his face, and said, "Ah, first ask yourself if you like it! You are really willing if you want it yourself!"

"..."

"Will I? I don't know."

Regarding Tristoran's words, Bercy shook his head and said, "I don't know, it means that I don't want to! You are obviously kidnapped by morality!"

【That's it! 】

"..."

Moral kidnapping?

Triestoran was a little puzzled, although she didn't know the word, but... she could understand some meaning from it.

Wait, that's a good description... Could it be...

Tristoran, who thought of something, suddenly raised her head, came to her senses, and saw Bercy who was close at hand.

"Huh? The house manager will give you a talk, and you talk to me. What does his [greatness] have to do with you? Simply put—it's none of your business?"

Bercy said so, stretching out her cute little dragon claws, and lightly tapped the center of Tristoran's eyebrows with the tip of the claws: "Whether you want it or not, I order you to regain my power!"

"Do you hear me? Don't try to disobey me...cough cough!"

Bercy coughed lightly. He pretended to be serious and rubbed the elf's head that he wanted to rub for a long time. The long emerald hair slipped through his fingertips: "Give me back what belongs to you!"

"This is my order, woman~"

"You have no right to refuse!"

【Handsome!The eldest brother is the domineering president! 】

Amidst Bercy's words and Seven Island Semu's flattery, the mage girl's voice also came from the front: "Brother! Second Sister! Come here~~~"

[Oh, oh, right now! 】

"Come on, come on!!"

"..."

Triestoran stared blankly at Bercy who flew away, and she looked at her trembling hands with a dazed vision... especially the right hand, which was shaking very badly.

She obviously has the ability to penetrate the stars, but at this moment... she has been reduced to the point where she can't hold the bow or twist the arrow.

……

"Tristoran Okalinquey... as ordered."

(End of this chapter)