The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 75 Silver Dragon

"Zenasania (Mazefak!) It hasn't rained for a few days now, why is it snowing all of a sudden! Those pots of sunflowers on my balcony are destined to be unable to support them."

"It's all to blame for that crimson calamity! She is simply a world-destroying dragon, why didn't the elves organize dragon slayers to slaughter that evil dragon?"

"Hurry up and invite Atilisia's resident priest from the Temple of Justice to come and cast a spell, and let us poor elves have a few more sunny days."

Almost as soon as David took a few of his subordinates to the dock, he heard some high elves seem to be greeting someone's mother.

He tilted up a pair of ear webs that were rosy in the silver, and listened carefully, oh, so he was greeting him!

That's fine.

David was even a little cheerful.

Since the eruption of the Katgana super volcano, her mother, Pafula, probably has already spread her notoriety across most of the planes, and she was only short of one or two gentle greetings, isn't she?

If he had the chance to max out his reputation in the plane, he probably wouldn't mind being greeted behind his back.

Of course, it would not take much effort for those who mocked him and greeted him face-to-face.

What?I am now a 'silver dragon', a friend of justice and kindness, I can't be so bloody and violent!

That's fine, when you encounter this kind of thing, you beat him half to death first, and then let the priest pull him back from the Styx and beat him until he can't swear, it's over.

It was only after listening to these elves' discussions that I suddenly remembered that when I was at a high altitude, I saw the sky like a hole in the clouds, and the sun shining on the city-state. Most likely, that was the capital of the elves, Devenser City. I asked curiously:

"There are still priests who can control the sky? Is this how their capital always maintains sunny weather?"

Ahmed, who has been completely reduced to a beggar due to more than two consecutive months of captivity and more than half a month of deck sailor career, replied respectfully:

"Of course, the resident priest of Atilisia can cast the seven-ring spell [manipulating the sky], whether it is to pray for rain in the dry season or to pray for sunshine in the rainy season, but whenever he asks for the resident priest of Atilisia, he happens to have time to spare. , generally will not refuse.

"But this time the disaster caused by the Kategana Volcano is too serious and the scope is too large, and he alone is unable to solve it.

"As for the sunny weather in the capital Devoncell, it is mostly maintained by the divine weapon [Wind Scepter] of His Majesty the Elven King Elriando.

"In addition, I think Princess Melis's [Weather Bottle], which can store the weather, should be taking turns to provide disaster relief in various places.

"So please rest assured, His Royal Highness Daisafus Duin, that the century-old flower is a strategic material, and there will be absolutely no lack of light in the sequence of rescue."

David chuckled when he heard the words, thinking that it was ironic and realistic.

The price of food in the entire New World has skyrocketed. As a result, Centennial Incense, which is used as military supplies to make potions, is still ranked before food security.

But it didn't seem to surprise Long. Wouldn't the humans of Blue Star make the same rational choice?
After all, seeing the possibility of a war breaking out, naturally the military industry needs will be the absolute priority.

With limited resources, not every leader is equipped to do both.

It was the priest of the Temple of Justice who was mentioned repeatedly that finally caught David's attention and interest.

Unexpectedly, there are still people who specially learn and occupy a precious seventh-ring spell slot, just to change the tasteless spells of the weather, and even specifically ask for sunshine and rain for others.

If this were placed in the ancient times of Blue Star, most of the common people would regard it as the incarnation of the Dragon King praying for water, and the incense would fill the sky.

Even though he, David, was already an 'evil' red dragon, it still didn't prevent him from retaining a trace of respect for this kind of guy with humanitarian brilliance in his heart.

"Wait, I remember we were going to find someone to give you a 'face-lifting' pastor, is that the same name?"

Ahmed didn't care at all:

"That's right, it's the resident priest of Atilisia. Although he charges a lot for each spell casting, as long as the money is in charge, the effect will be good."

"." David's admiration just now disappeared immediately.

It suddenly occurred to him that Drow had said she knew a pastor friend who could handle this.
Now it seems that it is probably this guy.

Damn, you can control the weather and still ask for so much money, could it be that some metal dragon really changed it?

"Dragon! It's a giant dragon! It's actually a silver dragon!"

"Why is it so small, it's probably a silver baby dragon?"

"It's just that such a big silver dragon should stay in Long Island? Why did he go out to travel so early! His parents are really big-hearted."

Just when David was doubtful, his silver dragon and a group of strange attendants finally caught the attention of the port elves, and even attracted crowds of onlookers.

The red dragon's temper is so strange, before, he was eager to attract the elves and common people to welcome him, and the sky was full of flowers.

Now that he was surrounded and watched, he felt that the crowd was blocking his way and became irritable.

The century-old fragrant flowering period is coming soon, and he has no time to delay here.

Immediately ordered Ahmed to find a two-horse carriage with sufficient capacity. Under the watchful eyes of the elves, the two white horses, which were so frightened that they almost foamed at the mouth, immediately threatened David after gathering Longwei. Afterwards, Sa Yazi galloped towards the city of Siolus where the priest was.

Almost as soon as they left, the governor of the port, who received the customs information on the back, arrived in person without stopping.

But it was still a step too late. The elegant-looking governor of the port was about to scold the 'hero' Ahmed who was the culprit.

Just because Ahmed, the general who 'resurrected from the dead' suddenly, brought back a silver baby dragon from the old continent.

Now the high-level communication skills of the entire high elves are about to blow up, and it is even more about 'how to deal with the problem of Ahmed and the silver dragon', and the entire upper level of Devenser is arguing.

So far no results have come out.

After all, if you admit that Ahmed is still alive and the series of things that will follow, it will be slapping the faces of all elves, including His Majesty the elf king Eliando who personally sealed him, and the pre-approved military department .

After all, the obituaries about Ahmed and the crew of those ships have been distributed all over the country, and the family members have also been appeased and compensated.

This is equivalent to finally wiped the ass of the Lord of the Silver Wheel, but the fucker Xiang still leaked out, and he couldn't tell if he took off his pants!

But if you just pretend to be dead, because of the stupidity and untimely handling of the customs patrol captain who has already pulled up his trousers and carried his luggage all night, the commander of the Seventh Fleet of the Navy, 'Ahmed', came back alive from the Old Continent and brought The news of a silver baby dragon has already spread to most of the navy and port elves.

This is also a slap in the face of him, the governor of the port, and all the elf navies.

"Zenasania (Ma Zefak!)

"It's all to blame on that damned silver baby dragon!
"I'll be right back! Can you stop being so flirtatious? What the hell are you doing to set off a big snowstorm?
"Let's put this on the show! Don't you know that the whole New World is doing disaster relief now? What's the matter!

"I don't know which Nest Silver Dragon Clan lost it.

"I'm not afraid that his parents will whip him to death with their tails if they find out!
"It doesn't matter, I'll pretend to be dead too!"

Anyway, he has already left his territory, and those who should be punished should have already fallen.

The rest, whoever cares about it!

(End of this chapter)