RE: My Dragon Girlfriend In The Dragonic Apocalypse

"Hairless monkeys?" Blake's eyebrow raised as he looked at Tornack. "You mean humans?"

"Huh? Yes, hairless monkeys." Tornack nodded his head, not understanding why the room was becoming chilly.

"As someone asking for help you seem to not understand where you are. In this city, a good half of the citizens are humans. I have wives that are humans. Some of my children are half human. But you want to call them hairless monkeys? Are you not discriminating against my own people? Not to mention if I were to send an army out, there would be humans in it. Would your people attack them just because they are these hairless monkeys?" Blake's aura spread out weighing down onto Tornack causing him to visibly sweat.

He realized he had been too careless with his words! "I apologize. We only recently began calling humans as such after listening to a monkey race that escaped from the southern regions. That was what they called them, and it kind of stuck."
"I see… what you call people in your own clan is fine. But in the outside world, you need to watch your tongue. Since you apologized, then I will let it go this time. But now we need to talk about compensation. What do I get out of this? What good does it do me to come to the beastkin's aid?" Blake was wondering just what the beastkin people would be willing to offer him.

"Yes, about compensation. Here." Tornack stepped forward and handed a scroll to the naga guard to the side. When Tornack first entered the room, the first thing he noticed was the naga guards. He could not see what they looked like past the black fog around them, but he could tell they were many times more powerful than his own beast king. This just goes to show that the man sitting on the throne was not simple at all!

Blake received the scroll after the naga guard made sure there were no magic circles or seals on it. He unfurled it to see a list of items. Blake's brow wrinkled when he saw the items. It talked about jewels and weapons as well as women. Blake was not interested in any of that. But one thing did catch his eye. He leaned over to Lillia, who was sitting next to him, and whispered to her. She looked at the list and nodded her head.

Blake nodded back before rolling the list back up and handing it back to the naga guard and then turning his attention to Tornack. "You can keep everything on that list besides the black zagnamite. I will take as much as you can offer."

Tornack pursed his lips. Black zagnamite was a precious resource even in the old days, never mind now when all they had was what they were able to bring with them before entering the void. But the beast king did say to accept any condition. "Understood, we will give you all we have,"

"Good. Then, Lillia, Tina, and I will make a quick trip over." After Mina, Tina was turned into a drakani. She still kept most of her human features, except now she had pointed ears. Blake found it strange how only some features would change based on the race.

"You are only sending three?" Tornack frowned. "Your highness, with all due respect, this is looking down on the situation."

"With all due respect, you are looking down on how powerful just three of us are. If we were to take everyone with us, it would take us much longer to get to the battlefield. This would mean that you would probably not make it back in time to see your clan being destroyed. While the beastkin are strong, a bullet through the eye or from up close will penetrate your defenses and kill you instantly. Most of the beastkin race can only use inherited magic, making them not able to cast barriers. Only a few are able to. If it wasn't for your magic resistance, do you think you would have lasted until today?

"If you wanted me to teleport an entire army to your location, not only would I need to go to the site first, then come back, it would require preparing thousands of troops and getting them geared up and ready. While we can do that, it also takes time. Do you think just a bit of your zagnamite is worth the trouble when just one of the people I said I would bring is enough to wipe out the army you are worried about?" Blake snorted as he stood up.

"In this new world, there are very few that I would say are stronger than me, and all of them are on my side. They call me husband." Blake grinned as he began walking towards Tornack. As he came to stand at Tornack 's side, he placed his hand on his shoulder and said: "Do not look down on my Destiny City. Pick any kid on the street, and they can probably wipe out your clan." Blake was lying, of course. The young have yet to begin condensing their mana, but he was just trying to drive his point. That Destiny City was strong.

Tornack had no way to argue. He did not know exactly what the power ranges in this city were, but he understood from the light pat on his shoulder that his shoulder had been broken and then healed five times. Sweat dripped from his forehead. He suddenly realized he was just given a light punishment.

Just as Blake was about to leave the room, a young elf walked into the room and bowed her head. "Lord, there is a messenger from the dragonic clan."

"Another one? Are they going to ask for protection too?" Blake snorted. He knew this was not the case.  He turned around and went to sit back on his throne before saying: "Let him in. Also, take Tornack to get some tea and snacks. He just flew all the way here."

After giving this order, he looked at Tornack and said: "This will not take long. We will leave in ten minutes tops."

Tornack nodded. He also knew he could not anger the messenger from the dragonic clan. He followed the elf girl out of the room while an older dragonic man entered the room. When he saw Tornack, he raised an eyebrow but did not say anything.


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