The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 37 Outbreak
Katgana Volcano, in the cave on the opposite side of the Red Dragon's Lair, Pavel, who had washed her body several times in the magma pool, was carrying the pile of broken copper and iron from the high elves respected by David. 'Come to a relief carved with the image of a five-headed dragon.

It is indeed a shrine enshrining the five-color dragon mother Tiamat.

It's just that compared to the eye-catching golden mountains and silver seas in Pavla's own lair, whether it's the so-so five-headed dragon relief, or the silver copper coins and opals decorated with three melons and two dates in front of the shrine, they all look so beautiful. The shabby.

Pavla took a deep breath, untied the canvas, placed it in front of the shrine of Tiamat, the mother of five-colored dragons, and the scale of evil, rather foolishly, and said:

"My lord Tiamat, Pavla, the governor of Scannis, the plane of Alaria, has something to report to you."

The rags of the elves that were removed from the ship by David Chadrow were quickly wrapped in a flame without substance and gradually disappeared.

After a while, I don't know if it was because the distance from the lower plane was so far away, but the link of faith was finally connected, and the eyes of the red dragon head in the middle of the five reliefs shone with evil light:

"Oh? It's actually my dear little Pavla. It's really rare. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

The five-color dragon mother on the opposite side is like a chairman of a family business with a lot of things to do every day. She seems to be busy with something at the same time, while following the cross-plane communication from the regional manager of Deli.

The words did not lose majesty, but they were full of favor.

He didn't even care much about the shabby sacrifice.

Pavla was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said bluntly:
"The white-skinned goblins on the opposite side have come to my territory again. This is the third time, so I am going to kill them directly like the first time, but most of the elves and gods will ask you again, so Let me report to you in advance, that's all."

"Oh? Is it a noble private soldier or a regular army?"

Pavla fiddled twice with an alchemy instrument that was seeing through the magic scene, and then slammed her mouth:

"Regular army, but flying the banner of nobility."

"Oh, then you can kill casually. As long as you don't kill them randomly like eight years ago, killing their main force for several years, most of those green hat gods will not dare to say anything."

"That's all right, that's it." Saying that, Pavel was about to hang up the 'call'.

The evil scale on the other side was not happy:
"and many more!"

"Why? Haven't I already sacrificed all of my divine grace fee last year?" Pavla's face was full of vigilance.

"Of course I know, haha, but it's not that I have some Jin on hand recently"

Before the evil dragon mother could speak, she was forcibly hung up by Pafula.

But soon the dragon eyes on the relief lighted up without any offerings, and it was a bit of flattery:
"So this year" Pavla hung up again.

"God's Grace." The relief lighted up again.

"Fei Nengbu" hung up again.

"Can be booked in advance."

"Support it."

Pafula finally became angry and roared at her god:
"If you don't go looking for those fat, oily red dragons who follow the Githyanki to plunder all day long in the Made Star Realm, you have to catch me, a poor jingle-sounding guard! Is the entire Saidponga left Am I a red dragon? Or are the other five-color dragons dead?!! Ah???"

The majestic mother of five-colored dragons seemed to have been blown out by a small legendary red dragon. After a long silence, she sighed faintly:
"A blessing."

"A disposable blessing, without a back door of faith." Pavla, who was still looking decisive before, immediately skillfully hit the snake with the stick.

"Huh? Who are you going to give it to? Or is our little silver dragon princess just trained by you? If it's her, I can." Tiamat immediately became interested.

"No, it's my other rebellious son." Pavel interrupted angrily.

Tiamat was even more interested:
"Oh! It seems that another genius has been born among our five-color dragons. When will you bring it to me?"

A person who can be called a rebellious son by the talented red dragon Pafula not only lives well, but also can be used by Pafula to trade him a dragon god's blessing with such a precious opportunity.

Even the evil dragon god, who is the mother of five-color dragons, couldn't help feeling itchy.

"There's no way, he won't believe in you." Pafula refused straight away.

"Don't be so absolute. What if one day he recites my name by himself, hehehehehe."

This time, the evil light on the wall dimmed by itself, withered from the relief, and automatically gathered on one of Pafula's paws, like a ring made of ordinary earthen embryo.

After a while, when she returned to her lair, Pafula, who had paid the divine favor fee in advance, looked at the pile of treasures with a huge gap missing, and suddenly felt her heart ache and twitched.

Made, she spent such a large price to trade for a disposable divine grace, just for that traitor who likes to die and she often has no time to stop it.

But it will take 95 years to recover the cost!

Pavla, who had made such a calculation, suddenly became extremely upset.

'How do you feel that you are still at a loss? ! ! '

"It's a loss to specify!!!"

"How could that kid earn so much money in less than a hundred years?! If I had known, I would have told that kid that I would support him until he was old!"

"Ang ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Just like his son David who was at the beach half a month ago, he was furious.

If Pavla's at this moment also has the power of [Rage] like David, she might have broken five figures.

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Katjana Volcano was also aroused by Long Ma's nameless rage.

Suddenly erupted.

On the sea of ​​the Arctic Ocean, a formation composed of five elf warships was heading towards the old continent at full speed with its sails drumming.

Seeing that they were about to reach the coast, the high elves, who had been floating on the sea for nearly two weeks, obviously became a little excited and happy.

Only four high elves, one tall and three short, were temporarily 'recruited' by the nobles to board the ship, mixed among the sailors, scrubbing the deck with their buttocks pouted.

Among them, the one with the tallest and fairest skin stopped suddenly. It was the Fox of Devenser, the sword dancer Evgeny who was captured by David and the others.

It's just that at this moment, she can only hide in the corner of the deck like those bottom-level sailors, secretly looking up at the high elf commander who is standing in front of the rudder and telling impassionedly about the feat of catching dragons they are about to embark on this trip. Can't help revealing a trace of loneliness, envy and yearning.

Because the elf commander who came this time was her colleague and the object of her long-standing admiration, but because of the disparity in status, she could only bury this affection in her heart.

It's just that this thought just came out, and a throbbing that seemed to come from the depths of her soul made her feet go limp, and her whole body twitched involuntarily.

"What are you thinking! Do you still expect this idiot to catch the master?!"

Zolhiat, who was also disguised as a high elf and successfully rescued her younger brother from the Spider's Nest City, was in a good mood. She pinched the elf's delicate chin, and patted her blushing cheek. Said sarcastically.

"That's right! If these guys can catch the master, I'll unscrew this head and make you an alchemy potion bottle." The drow mage at the side chimed in.

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But just when Evgeny was about to gasp a few times and subdue as usual to escape the double torture from drow's body and soul, a low whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.

"Enemy!. Attack.?"

The handsome elf commander had just drawn out his long sword to signal everyone to be alert.

Then I saw a worrisome figure who couldn't stop rolling and drew a beautiful parabola in the air.

With a loud pop, a spray of water soaring to the sky was thrown less than two nautical miles in front of the fleet.

All the elves on the fleet were stunned, looking at the red dragon that descended from the sky rather confusedly.

"." Hiate and his party were also stunned.

"The one just now seems to be the master," Master Drow reminded.

"Hehe, hahaha, Ahhh." The high elf suddenly laughed nervously.

Just when she was about to shout something, her mouth was blocked by two drows, and her whole soul was tied up again.

But the high elf commander Ahmed on the other side would not let this opportunity go, no matter whether this red dragon was the one in the lord's information or not, there was no reason to ignore it.

"Full speed ahead! Grab that dragon!!!"

"Boss, what should we do?" the mage asked.

Drow was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and said:

"...When the fleet approaches, we jump into the sea together, and we must find a way to help the master escape."

In any case, she would never allow the leader to fall into the hands of these high elves, which meant that her soul would also fall into their hands.

She can allow her soul to be manipulated by the red dragon, but she will never allow herself to be a dog for the high elves.

Because it was a choice she made on her own initiative.

It was so, and it is so now.

But when the ship approached, everyone was on full alert to prepare for a tough battle.

The originally calm sea suddenly shook violently, like a giant beast rolling under the water.

All the ships swayed in the waves like mint leaves, and the staggering high elves grabbed the side of the ship in horror, trying to keep their balance and not fall into the sea.

Boom.
The Kategana volcano in front of him is like a suddenly raging monster.

Accompanied by a dragon whistle that trembled the soul.

Suddenly it exploded.
(End of this chapter)