Reborn Red Dragon: Self-discipline Becomes Stronger

　　They will not bleed for Noxus in vain.

　　Later, Noxus will also count whether the deceased companion has family members.

　　If there is, then give out gold coins as a supplement.

　　Gold Coin Xilin is not stingy at all. He specially opened a gold mine to maintain the operation of Noxus.

　　Although the giant dragon is greedy for money, Xilin can restrain himself a little.

　　The most important thing is that he still has the treasure of the god of death, that pile of shiny things.

　　As an empire, gold is also the most important point.

　　There is no gold, not even the capital to trade with other countries.

　　If the dead companion is alone, his great deeds will be recorded on the tombstone, so that everyone knows what they have done in front of them.

　　Pfft!

　　Mutu tore off a swamp werewolf's leg.

　　He hated the swamp werewolves, and his leg was damaged by the swamp werewolves.

　　In addition, the swamp werewolf's claws are poisonous with swamps, which can use bacteria to cause wound necrosis.

　　Now Mutu will face this.

　　If he can't repair himself, then his leg is doomed to be necrotic and useless.

　　Legs are very important to Mutu, the leader of the wolf tooth tribe.

　　Every month you risk being challenged by other werewolves to succeed.

　　Originally, he was naturally not afraid of challenges.

　　But now his right leg doesn't know if it will be good, and it is very likely that he will lose in the next boss challenge.

　　If you lose the position of the wolf king, it will be very difficult for you to get close to His Majesty.

　　Now Mutu has regarded Xilin as his master.

　　How can a dog not touch its owner.

　　"Mutu, how does your leg feel?"

　　Ramos dragged a bloody thigh to Mutu and sat down.

　　"I don't know, you can't die if you die."

　　Mutu touched the wound on his right leg with his paw and mocked himself.

　　He knows his own resilience best, and he should not get better.

　　"You can go to His Majesty."

　　Ramos glanced at Mutu's wound and suggested.

　　Indeed, after this war, His Majesty will soon reward them again.

　　Mutu can use this reward to beg His Majesty to repair his right leg.

　　After all, this is about Mutu's future.

　　"Let's talk about it when the time comes, just don't die now."

　　Mutu shrugged, he was too embarrassed to take the initiative to find His Majesty.

　　His credit on the battlefield is similar to that of other leaders, and he is a little embarrassed to take the initiative to find His Majesty.

　　If you stand out on the battlefield, it's almost the same.

　　"Aren't you His Majesty's most loyal wild dog?"

　　"Since you want to be a wild dog, is a shabby wild dog worthy of your Majesty's wild dog?"

　　Ramos was ready to smash Mutu.

　　After two months of getting along, he now has a good impression of Mutu.

　　A solid teammate who deserves to be put behind him.

　　"I know you're provoking me, Ramos."

　　Mutu couldn't help but smile: "But this approach is too clumsy."

　　"Hmph~ I love to hear it or not."

　　Ramos put his head aside, not expecting to be directly seen through by Mutu so easily.

　　"What are you talking about?"

　　Pepys also came over, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

　　He has the best relationship with Ramos in Noxus.

　　"It's nothing, just talking about Mutu's dog leg."

　　Ramos quipped at Mutu's injured leg.

　　"Ha ha!"

　　Pepys couldn't help laughing after hearing it: "I didn't expect you to learn to joke, Ramos."

　　"Hmph~ Don't worry, even if your bastard's shell rots, my leg won't be broken!"

　　Mutu had not been excited by Ramos, but now he suddenly stood up and walked towards Xilin.

　　"What is he going for?" Pepys looked at Mutu's back with some doubts.

　　Ramos blinked in amazement: "I think this is a success."

　　"What worked?" Pepys frowned, unable to understand what Ramos was saying.

　　the other side

　　Xilin shrank down again and grilled the meat with Cross and the others.

　　Balur, the black dog, was tied to the black swamp by him, like a dog.

　　This is to prevent Balur from being unconvinced and to destroy Balur's prestige.

　　In fact, it is completely redundant, because Balur has signed the contract, and there is nothing to be convinced.

　　"Your Majesty, I'm done!"

　　Orina excitedly used the floating magic to send the barbecue to Xilin's mouth.

　　Ow!

　　Xilin took a bite of the barbecue, and the gravy exploded in his mouth instantly, giving him a sweet taste.

　　"Well~ it's really good, it's even better if it's more salty."

　　Xilin tasted it with relish.

　　I don't know if it's because of turning into a red dragon.

　　Now he seems to have a stronger taste, preferring something spicy but salty.

　　"Yes! Your Majesty!"

　　Orina nodded obediently, and continued her barbecue business.

　　After Xilin saw it, um~ Ruzi can be taught.

　　Cross was roasting leisurely beside her, and seeing Orina sighed helplessly, Orina fell completely.

　　You can't fall into the gentle claws of the giant dragon, or you won't be able to escape.

　　right now

　　"Your Majesty, excuse me, the humble wild dog has something to say to you."

　　Mutu limped over, and he regretted it halfway.

　　But the eyes of Pepys and Ramos behind him were staring at him, and he couldn't be so cowardly.

　　Just ask Your Majesty, even if His Majesty disagrees, it won't kill you, right? .

Chapter 141

　　"Well." Xilin said.

　　He looked up and down tomorrow, and probably guessed Mutu's purpose.

　　Mutu should find himself to repair the wound.

　　This is related to the status of Mutu's leader, he can't pretend to be indifferent.

　　"That's it, Your Majesty, I want to ask you to fix my dog's leg-."

　　"I know it's impossible, but I beg you, I want to be your loyal wild dog on call."

　　"Without this leg, it's hard for me to be on call."

　　Mutu humbly knelt on the ground and prayed that Xilin could help him.

　　"I know, but have you ever thought about it, I can't do it."

　　What Xilin said was true.

　　There is indeed no magic about healing in the Dragon Clan's memory of the Red Dragon.

　　Judging from the body of the red dragon, there is absolutely no need for fancy healing techniques.

　　Their bodies are one of the strongest self-healing bodies in the entire Western Fantasy Continent.

　　Healing is completely redundant to dragons.

　　"I...I know."

　　Mutu understands that His Majesty does not need to lie to himself, His Majesty does not.

　　Just when Mutu lowered his head in frustration and was about to leave, Xilin stopped him.