The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 266 Bite the hook

Under the torture of two metal dragons who were cautious by nature and had been severely beaten by society, Otis, who was almost collapsed, resorted to all the tricks:

"Really, I have no other purpose here, and I am not a spy from the five-color dragon. I am really just a poor elf who wants to go home with the help of your metal dragon!"

It turns out that this high elf made beeswax earplugs to pretend to be deaf, but he was just deceiving himself.

Was your hearing damaged by the dragon's breath in the battle with the red dragon?

It doesn't matter, running into Vladimir, who was imprisoned by David for two and a half years and unable to speak, wouldn't it be a completely professional dialogue?

A claw directly pressed on Otis's head. As the brass dragon's belly began to tremble regularly, the magic sound began to directly fill his brain. The despair that was dominated by the brass dragon's chattering verbal offensive returned. came back!

In this way, while Vladimir was giving a brainwashing spiritual lesson through ventriloquism to the elf who had come to do something uninvited, he verbally communicated with Seblitz, who was deep in thought next to him:

"What do you think? It seems like a good opportunity."

At the same time, the humiliation and unwillingness suffered at David's Red Dragon Camp once again haunted his mind.

What? In the end, he was released into the wilderness on his own initiative by David Eutus? Should I be grateful to that red dragon?

fart! It was obviously the freedom I gained after nearly a thousand days and nights of non-stop struggle!

If it weren’t for my firm belief and never gave up resistance? Can that violent and shameless red dragon be released?

He knew that all the babies he pulled were collected by the relatives of the red dragon, used as alchemy materials, sold and exchanged for gold coins!

At the same time, it was also thanks to Vladimir's book "Red Dragon Camp Information" that more metal dragons knew that their daily life was creating value!

Vladimir did some calculations afterwards, and immediately felt that his aorta was leaking, and he was bleeding.

But knowing this, he never dared to take the initiative to take revenge on the red dragon of David Yutus.

That red dragon is simply a demon, always finding ways to silence himself.

Silencing a brass dragon would be worse than killing him.

This is also the reason why after he was released into the wilderness, he didn't even dare to stay in the old continent, and went directly to the new continent of Glenyearre to build a nest.

When he heard that the original camp lair of the red dragon Davyutos who deserved to go to hell was occupied by the high elves, he almost went to the capital of the high elves to have a biography signing party to express his happiness and gratitude. .

But just when Vladimir was about to make a move, he heard his friend Sebritz flatly vetoed:

"Not so good, Vladimir. You haven't seen him for more than forty years. You can't imagine how scary that red dragon has become."

Seeing the stubbornness in this brass dragon's eyes, Seblitz sighed and continued:

"Although you became famous in Grandyere through the new biography because of that experience, and gained your current strength and achievements, but my friend, believe me, not every adventure will yield positive returns. If you still want to give a speech If you're free, listen to me and don't provoke that red dragon."

But Brass Dragon, who has already taken a shortcut for promotion, is still willing to climb the career ladder step by step.

His past experiences made him vaguely aware of a truth, that is, as a bard, you cannot become a famous legendary bard sage by working behind closed doors. The most important thing is to learn to ride on the popularity.

Let me ask you who has been the most discussed topic in this plane in recent years. After the Red Calamity Pavla became a god, it is undoubtedly the red dragon named David Yutos!

Seeing the old enemy who had imprisoned and humiliated him step by step become a person that attracts the attention of the entire continent, this was even more uncomfortable than if he himself could not become famous.

If you want to make a 'big news' quickly, then you are right to look for the second red disaster of David Yutos.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he began to guide:

"Oh, Seblitz, if I remember correctly, when you were captured by him, all your treasures were also looted, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to join me in the nest writing a new biography. My friend, this is a legitimate opportunity to snatch it back. With these war supplies sold off, you can save enough to buy new travel equipment. Are you really afraid of him?"

The scarred Seblitz shook his tail and interrupted:

"Don't provoke me, we are both 'bards', this kind of language trick is of no use to me! As for the 'payments', I will come up with it myself, you don't have to worry about it."

Vladimir still refused to give up:

"Seblitz, there's no need to refuse in such a hurry. Listen to me. In fact, we don't need to confront David Yutos head-on."

"Huh?" Seblitz then looked at the brass dragon with some evil intentions.

"Take a look for yourself. It's been a few years since Davyutos led the dragon army to seize the Port of Warrenz. Have you seen him showing up anywhere? Maybe he has gone to other dimensions to cause harm. indefinite."

The Silver Dragon Monk immediately sneered: "Is this why you mustered up the courage? Do you think he won't settle the score with us?"

"Settling the account? If he doesn't know that we have done this, who can he go to to settle the account? This plan was initiated by the high elf Dark Lyra. If he wants to go after it, he will go to the long-eared gang. What does it have to do with our metal dragons?"

"What do you mean?" Seblitz vaguely guessed what the other party was thinking, but felt that it was still not very reliable.

"You have guessed it, haven't you? My dear friend."

The brass dragon grinned, swayed its tail and said to the elf Otis, whose eyes were already dull:

"We can completely pretend to be high elves and push everything to those long ears. After the matter is completed, we will take the sold treasures and run to other planes to travel to other planes, and then write about this matter. When my new biography is released to the public, how about signing your name as the second author?

"You know, David Yutos has never suffered a defeat since he entered the public eye. If his strategy to attack the Vitali Empire fails because of our contributions, we will most likely succeed in one fell swoop with the applause of the people. Maybe a legend?"

Seeing that Seblitz finally remained silent and seemed to be faintly moved, Vladimir whispered like a devil:

"What are you still hesitating about? My dear friend! The platinum dragon god may have already fallen! The metal dragon and even the dragon island are destined to decline. It is not impossible that they may even encounter a dragon war. If you don't make a profit at this time, There may not be such a good opportunity in the future!”

In the end, it was these words that touched Sebritz.

But what is different from Vladimir's imagination is that what touches this silver dragon is not an opportunity to run away decently, but the opportunity to touch the door of legend.

Does he still need treasure when he travels to the Seblitz plane?

One sentence, "It's time to go to Dragon Food again, brothers" was enough for him to travel to another dimension.

What? Hunting yourself?

Wouldn't that be a waste of the charm that can make a succubus kneel and lick her?

But one thing Vladimir said is right. The faith of the Platinum Dragon God has been lost, and the metal dragons are in danger. Only by seizing the time and every possible opportunity to achieve legend, maybe in this destined turmoil, for or Long Island, my long-lost hometown, what to do.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and took a deep look at his brass dragon friend:

"Perhaps you are right, my friend, it is time for us to do something."

Even if there is just a chance to delay the war pace of David Yutus's red dragon, it seems that it can slightly alleviate the potential crisis on Dragon Island.

Even though he is a prodigal, he can still distinguish between right and wrong.

"This is the fearless 'Desert Dancer' Seblitz that I know."

The two metal dragons, who had their own thoughts, immediately stood up and touched their heads. Their two tails slapped in the air, and the alliance agreement was established by default.

Then, under the stunned gaze of Elf Otis, they turned into two high elves. Although I wore earplugs throughout the whole process and couldn't hear clearly what the two metal dragons said, but looking at this scene, I still don't know the plan of these two metal dragons to push the pot to their elves! Suddenly there was only one thought left in his mind that made his two limbs tremble:

'Should I be silenced? ? '

And with the addition of these two young metal dragon cosplayers, Dark Lyra's plan to attack the supply line of Lovalden's aid to the dragons on the front line and the siege of the Vitali Imperial Capital seems to have divine help.

In less than half a month, the 'three elves' combination joined by this pair of metal dragons had successfully won more than thirty votes.

Including food, siege equipment, alchemy potions, and church magic scrolls, they robbed hundreds of carts, filling a canyon temporarily used to store stolen goods.

Such a brilliant record shocked the high elves who organized the attack.

The only thing that puzzled them was, where were the stolen supplies?

Just when they managed to contact Otis, a former elf sea officer who was trying to join their organization, through layers of single lines, what they got was a 'trade invitation'.

Mudd actually used the materials captured on the battlefield to openly demand money.

Still such a huge amount of wealth at such a sky-high price.

If you don't know what happened to you, you can just rip your brain out.

At the same time, David, who was far away in the Port of Warrenz with his daughter and taking the opportunity to deal with his sister, saw Nymphadora, who had disappeared for a while, returned to the nest and swayed her long tail towards him. Don't you know, a fish has taken the bait?

Most likely, it’s still a big fish.

But Nymphadora's words made him stunned on the spot:

"The bait was big, and the net was thrown too wide. It seemed that a group of metal dragons were also caught in the net."

"Huh? Metal dragon?" This was something David never expected.

After all, with the loss of contact with Bahamut's Pillar of Faith, the Metal Dragon side has already become a mess.

At this moment, there is still leisure and leisure involved in this kind of thing. You can imagine what the ingredients are.

"Are you sure?" David asked.

Nymphadora smiled sarcastically:

"In just half a month, more than 30 transportation teams were robbed in one area. Although the methods were different, no one died. Do you think that this kind of ridiculous thing, besides those metal dragons, there are also Who can do it?"

"Indeed." David was immediately happy.

This is indeed something that only a metal dragon can do.

Although the methods are a bit unscrupulous, the moral burden is heavy.

Both belong to the good camp, but this is the most significant difference between high elves and metal dragons.

The kindness of the vast majority of high-level elves is aimed at a specific range recognized by them, and they have a high degree of room for maneuver.

To use David's evaluation, it is the kind of person who is extremely selfish but still thinks that he is the Virgin.

So in the eyes of those high elves, you are a soldier, and you also help the Five-Colored Dragon puppet regime escort supplies to invade other countries. You deserve to die, and you can pull up the bowstring and harvest lives without blinking an eye.

Metal dragons are different. They may have their own set of principles when doing things, and they don't even care about the feelings and thoughts of other intelligent beings. But at least they will still treat some innocent beings when they have the ability. Try to do as little senseless killing as possible.

After all, at least half of those who transport supplies are farmers who have been forcibly recruited by the nobles. Why are you killing them when you have nothing to do?

Perhaps Seblitz and the others, who were too clever to be clever, did not expect that their existence would be exposed so quickly, or in such a 'stupid' way.

"Do we need to find a way to clear them out first?" Nymphadora asked.

In her opinion, although David is a red dragon, he is still half of the silver dragon blood. No matter how bad it is, he still has to give Lady Atilicia some face.

At least according to her judgment, the two metal dragons involved were seeking wealth.

But David rebutted directly:

"No, with such a large amount of supplies, those high elves will definitely not let go. Maybe they have realized something. It's easy to alert the snake by doing such unnecessary things at this time."

David paused, tapped his paws and said:

"Since we've already come in together, let's arrest them together."

"But. Over there on Dragon Island." Nymphadora was a little worried that with the interruption of Bahamut's faith, this kind of sensitive moment and this kind of unnecessary misunderstanding could easily lead to misjudgment by the metal dragon.

If this caused a dispute between the five-color dragon and the metal dragon, it would be too uneconomical.

David waved his tail:

"What are you afraid of? Their metal dragons can pretend to be elves to mess with our affairs. Can't I pretend to be a metal dragon to mess with their affairs on Dragon Island? Don't worry, I know those guys too well. I can't shake things up. of."

He didn't forget that Father Long wanted to take him back to Dragon Island.

Just in time, solved together.

“Ask Ariana and the others to keep an eye on the area around that batch of goods in advance and wait for the high elves to enter the net.

"Then, catch them all in one fell swoop."

(End of this chapter)