109. Chapter 109 – Master
Chapter 109: Master
Davina had just become a sign in the eyes of a few of his subordinates – the
The starting hand was to empty the lung flame sac.
After a seaside barbecue, this group of ‘Sons of Battle’ who didn’t know what kind of bear heart and leopard’s guts they had actually dared to hit the elf ship’s idea were instantly killed and injured.
But due to their earlier discovery of David’s ‘abnormal situation’, they slipped away quickly, and in a moment, under the scattering of the four, they were still able to run away with most of them.
Exasperated with the empty crushing power, David jumped straight to his feet.
However, he had already tasted the ogre and Loxinde’s brains one after another, and he really couldn’t get down on this group of barbarians who didn’t bathe for years, so he didn’t directly use his power [Overeating] to directly collect information.
And so once again fell into the daily [Rage] .
Even David’s silver dragon father, Attilia, gradually became accustomed to his ‘violent temper’, which could be transformed into a spray of fire at any time.
With Drell using a fishing net to salvage a few severely scalded barbarians.
Without even using any decent interrogation, these few barbarians who were almost scalded to the point of being cooked immediately confessed everything.
This group of barbarians who hadn’t even had time to secrete adrenaline to block out the pain sensation through the battle, were only interested in a quick death.
Even if they were let go with such serious injuries, they probably wouldn’t last long enough to return to the clan shaman.
After all, they were barbarians, and there was no custom or culture of deliberately hiding secrets, and there was no need to hide them.
Just as the interrogation is completed, after the information comes out, the two Zhuoer can’t help but be a little stunned to look at the same some froze David.
“Master. The current situation, is probably this.”
The source of this marvelous evolution was actually him, Davy Utos himself!
It was just like what the High Elf Evgeni was worried about in the first place.
Once something is broken, it’s hard to go back to what it was before.
For example, the pricing and rules of the original seller’s market.
Another example is the impression that it is just like the first time:
Previously in the eyes of the barbarians, the High Elves were like the overseas God’s ambassador, leaving them with the powerful impression of advanced weaponry, formidable combat strength, undefeated, and inviolable.
But this impression, but in the southern foothills of the Carter Ghana mountain range that battle, was David the red young dragon from the sky, to instantly crushed to smithereens.
From that day onwards, the barbarian tribes around the mountain range who heard about the battle gradually heard about it.
It turns out, this group of high and mighty long ears, is not as invincible as they originally imagined!
Just a single red young dragon actually killed that whole army of elves.
That’s it!
The barbarians who were born and raised in the old continent, whose clans hadn’t slaughtered a few single young dragons in their ancestry?
Even adult white dragons they’ve slaughtered.
If anyone has the guts to run to the large bazaar near the Temple of the Father of Battles and roar:
Who the hell is a dragon slayer warrior?
I guess they would be able to directly stand out a dozen of them.
After all, as long as it’s a dragon, a fledgling dragon is still a dragon, right?
Even if a dragon beast cuts off its head, others may not be able to recognize whether it is a real dragon or not, right?
Anyway, due to the ecology of the old continent where five-colored dragons inhabited everywhere, there were simply not too many ‘watery dragon slaying warriors’ like this.
However, with such an analogy, the image of the High Elves was instantly pulled from the clouds directly into the mud.
This time, the barbarians have recalled, in the arrogant high elves wantonly exploited under the oppression of the hardship, and that the head and dignity was trampled under the feet of the humiliation.
One after another, they expressed their intention to find the High Elves to retrieve their honor.
It’s a coincidence.
A tribe of barbarians living on the edge of Pavla’s territory saw their chance.
When they were out hunting, they actually saw three hundred or so unarmed High Elves who seemed to be transporting something.
Immediately, evil was born from the guts.
They were only just rushing up after preparing for a hard battle.
They hadn’t even had a chance to officially start the battle yet. Good guy, magnificent hundreds of high elves na, actually threw down the goods in situ a dispersal.
Only left a heap of piles of gold and silver treasure with logs cast into wooden boxes, directly lost people’s eyes.
They even want to suspect that this group of elves is not just stole a young dragon treasure.
Just so much treasure flooded into the barbarians’ trade market, with the rumors spreading that the gang boasted of having defeated an army of elves.
The original high elves that had been pushed into the mud by David, now in the eyes of this group of northland barbarians, at least in the eyes of those bottom layer barbarians who have little knowledge, there is no difference with the goblins.
So they all sharpened their swords towards the elves.
At the same time soon also with the gang of high elf prisoners of war have been weak into siskins under a few fights, more solidified the high elf combat power is not as good as the rumors of the goblins.
“Wait! That batch of treasure they are talking about, wouldn’t be the one that Nymphadora honored me with, right?”
Hearing this, David, the more he heard, the more he felt that it wasn’t quite right, and asked a question with some hindsight.
“. Yes.” The Drow mage scowled and replied.
With a loud bang, the [Furious] Davy almost didn’t dismantle the ship on the spot:
“Just who gave them the guts to plunder the treasures of my Davy Utos! And that damned Evgeni! Such a big deal, and you didn’t even report it to me in the first place through Hiatt? I think she’s been living a little too well for a while now, right?”
“Reported, reported, she forwarded this matter to Chief Hiatt on the same day!” Under the incomparable fear and nervousness, Zuoer’s tongue almost tied up.
Under the sudden change in David’s expression, the Zuoer mage hurriedly went on to explain:
“But master, you were in the Silver Grand Duke’s workshop at that time, shutting down your alchemy! Boss Hiatt wanted to contact you, but I couldn’t see your dragon for a week straight!”
That high elf slave this year over the nourishing and moist she does not know, but if this moment did not help Hiatt exonerate, she is still quite moist days, afraid of completely to go completely to the end!
“What about a week from now? Will this matter just be over?”
Concerning his own treasure, David did not intend to let go of any of them.
“A week later, Lord Nymphadora, who knew about this matter, had already recovered most of this batch of treasures at the first time, and made up for the loss by plundering several barbarian tribes near her territory, and even had some surplus. At the same time, she said that for the sake of your mood consideration, simply wait for you to return to the territory, and then personally report the situation to you, master, so we also temporarily did not mention this before you.”
And no one expected that this wait, was more than a year.
David who heard this, also finally extinguished the urge to crush that soul prism with one claw.
In his heart, he said that it seems that these two elf slaves are still fruitful under his own tutelage.
At least in the past two years, there has not been any overstepping behavior.
It was the way Nymphadora, the female green dragon, had acted.
Although it is true that it is considered to be thoughtful, but how to see how to have a kind of upper position as the illusion of the master mother?
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Blah, blah, blah!
As soon as he thought of the absurd picture of the big dragon crushing the little dragon, David hurriedly expelled this somewhat too exciting thought.
He was clearly still just a juvenile dragon child!
Dragons shouldn’t be, at least not this spooky.
I guess I was wrong about Nymphadora’s intentions.
After all, it was a matter of treasure, and also originally her treasure, and he himself had given her temporary management rights to the Dragon’s Nest camp before he left.
For her to handle it this way, there was indeed a valid reason for her to do so.
At that time, if he suddenly heard this news, at that moment, he only had a thousand gold coins in his scales, it is not possible to say that he would be driven by [rage], directly rushing back to the Old Continent.
In that case, he really needs to treat this sensible female green dragon well.
Thinking like this, David will not be able to get up from his [rage].
But listening to this information, it is felt that this group of barbarians who seem to have eaten the sweetness, recently is also too much jumping out of the box.
”It seems like we need to find some time to torture them properly.”
So as to make this group of primitive people who still drink blood and hair understand.
Now! Who the hell is the fucking master of this Old Continent Scannus.
Davyutos Sederponga, of course!
And dear old mother–
The Red Scourge.
Pavoula.
(End of chapter)