Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 87 Maybe, he will let you have a happy ending?
After killing a large number of psychic elders, the situation of the tribe seemed to be reversed.

No matter how unwilling the remaining De Nuo fighters are, their enthusiasm for fighting will decline at a speed visible to the naked eye after the elder psychic mediator bestows a second life on them.

It's not that you can't fight.

If someone can climb up and use the grief caused by the death of the psychic elder to arouse anger, this group of trolls is definitely a group of soldiers that can be fought!
However, Butler's performance has made the few psychic elders who survived by chance become frightened, and no one has the idea of ​​continuing the expedition.

What they want to do most now is to go back to their respective homes, and quickly stay away from that thunder and lightning killer who raised a knife!
This also made the tribe feel that after a few days of siege, they felt that they had not reached the expected limit, and this group of troops composed of various Deno troll tribes chose to withdraw one after another.

They have failed.

In the midst of thousands of armies that day, when Butler took the lead in killing several psychic elders, he had already inevitably planted the seeds of defeat!

The tribe was in disbelief at first, and then burst into deafening cheers.

Proud that they had such a great leader and vowed to tell the story of Butler's bravery for generations to come.

The war has come to an end, but there are still many things that need to be dealt with urgently after the war.

When Butler braced himself and organized the crowd to hunt to solve the imminent food crisis.

The unbearable Deborah finally broke out, grabbed the tribal king by the head and forced him to go to bed to rest. All the tribal trolls didn't dare to say anything.

And when a few days later.

The troop that had gathered the vast majority of the tribe's combat power that had gone out finally returned, and everyone's nerves were completely relaxed. The last aftermath of this battle was really settled!
"Didn't expect that we would be able to defeat a formidable enemy that is not inferior to the Ketero troll without you all. This is all due to my credit!"

Butler enthusiastically asked Itarek for credit, such a childish performance is rarely seen in him.

Glancing at this guy, Itarek sneered disdainfully.

"Being beaten up for a few days, you can't get out of bed, and you still have the face to bark here?"

"Enough, you are disrespectful to the tribal king!"

Butler flew into a rage.

"As a punishment, I will make you the next tribal king, and you must use the rest of your life to atone for your inappropriate words and deeds just now!"

Italek rolled his eyes and made a gesture to leave, but the next moment his thigh was hugged tightly by Butler.

"...Relax, what do you look like!"

"Brother, please have pity on me! I've been in this tiring position for so long, why don't you give me a vacation?"

"Don't let go, get out!"

Italek was furious.

If it weren't for how lucky this guy is, he still looks like a leader, and he has already been booked as the new dragonborn servant, he will kick this shameless thing to the bed for another two days!

"It's none of my business whether you're tired or not. I'm just the second in command, not your real father!"

"No, you can be!"

This shameless look silenced Italek all of a sudden, and made the great dragon deeply doubt his own vision.

However, this silence made Butler see the hope of letting go of the burden, so he yelled tentatively with a stern face.

"……father?"

"Go away, bastard! You go and have a baby with Deborah yourself, let him become the next tribal king and it's over!"

"Oh, it's not that I don't want to, but maybe I don't have that time anymore."

Butler's temperament suddenly became vicissitudes and sadness, but Itarek looked on coldly and didn't ask the inside story at all.

The tribal king coughed twice, but the dragon head remained unmoved.

Butler could only hold on to the atmosphere, looking at the sky at 45 degrees with tears in the corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice.

"Do you know where the thunder I get on the battlefield comes from?"

"None of my business."

"Enough! If you are so slack, when will you be able to build a good tribe, and how will you be able to deal with the challenges of Ketero and the Deno trolls?"

Butler was heartbroken, but in exchange for Italek's unfeeling reply.

"none of your business!"

"..."

Butler choked.

After a while, he gave Italek a hard look, forcefully ignored the embarrassing atmosphere at the scene, and continued talking on his own.

"It all started a few days before the war. I sincerely bowed down to the five totems as usual, but this time it was not the half-life water element that responded to me. You can never imagine, which one is it? The totem has given me new faith!"

Italek stared with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Listen to Butler beaming with joy as he tells the secret that all shamans and even all tribal trolls are eager to know.

till the end.

Butler wiped the saliva off his mouth with a lot of interest, and then patted Itarek's shoulder with frowning frowning earnestly.

"Xiaolong, I have cleaned up all the hidden dangers in the tribe for you. I can only rest assured that this tribe is entrusted to you."

you fucking...

Italek chuckled, "Since the battle is over, when are you going to fulfill the agreement with the great dragon?"

"I thought so too, but the great dragon didn't call me, so I can't help it."

Butler didn't realize that he was dancing on the grave, and said with a cheerful expression.

"I just took advantage of this time to spend some time with Deborah. Oh, you didn't see it. When I told Deborah about it, she was crying. It's very annoying to pester me these days. Let me leave her with a child.

But the position of tribal king is reserved for those who are able.

In the entire tribe, you are the only one whose prestige is comparable to mine. As long as you agree to inherit my responsibilities, the tribe that has just experienced successive wars will surely survive many years in peace.

As for whether to pass it on to my heirs in the future, it depends on your interest. If there are better young people at that time, then it is not a bad idea to let them take over. "

Butler's free-spirited and honest appearance made Itarek nod involuntarily, feeling once again that the tribe has indeed found a good leader that is rare in a century.

If only every nobleman was like Butler back then.

There is no need for Augustus to establish a golden dynasty to ensure that the power of the nobility is above the royal power.

"Who knows when the great dragon will call you, why not wait with anticipation, tribal king."

Italek smiled meaningfully.

"Maybe he'll give you a happy ending worthy of you."

(End of this chapter)