110. Chapter 110 – Crash

Chapter 110 – Crash
So when David, who was the young lord of Scannis in the Old World;
Perhaps a long time after the theoretical first successor dragon of the Crimson Scourge, at the time of nightfall, when driving to the dragon nest camp located in the lofty mountains, after nearly two years of efforts of the High Elves has begun to take shape.

The agent of the camp, the green dragon Nymphadora, who had already received the news, organized all the hundreds of elves who were working, and created a style comparable to the triumphant ceremony of the Dwensel warriors.

With a deafening trumpet, a group of high elf prisoners of war who had a rare opportunity to put back on the collected Dwensel uniforms and pick up their swords, kneeled down on one knee on both sides of the brightly lit road with torches, and raised their swords to their eyebrows as if they were submitting themselves to their own king.

Even as David’s old father of the silver dragon Atilicia, for his son’s family more or less already have some psychological preparation.

Just to see in front of the hundreds of high elves to welcome the master of the dragon, this is both spectacular and full of dramatic shocking scene, still some can not help but dumbstruck.

There was a kind of sudden realization that he had traveled back to the era when the dragons ruled the earth for a long time.

“Ah… It’s not good.”

Because the situation in front of him was no longer something that a warrior’s triumphant ceremony could enjoy.

It’s something that only an elf king would get when he ascends to the throne!

After all, compared to the barbaric humans, the high elves still relatively respect ‘human rights’ and this kind of thing.

Normally, when facing their superiors, they would just bow and gracefully salute.

If this scene was spread to the new continent by rumors, I am afraid that it would cause the elf councilors to ‘passionately protest’, and then encourage the elf king to march to the old continent himself.

However, once he thought that there is still a bit of red plague that set off a dimensional crisis personally guarding this place, the Elf King Aryandor would most likely choose to spit on his own face even if he knew about it.

Moreover, with the complicated and treacherous situation in the new continent, the high elves who are not busy with themselves may not have that kind of leisure to care about what kind of inhumane treatment this group of prisoners of war have suffered, as well as the offense from this son of the red dragon of his.

The most ironic thing is that the names of this group of High Elf prisoners of war have been mostly classified as military maneuvers on the Elf Kingdom’s roster.

Immediately, he put back the heart that wanted to ‘persuade’ his son to keep a low profile, and instead continued to look around the camp.

But after looking for half a day, he didn’t see his silver dragon daughter Tania.

He felt a sense of loss in his heart, and was also a bit angry at Pavela:

The heart felt that the son left for so long return, face are not out to show a little even if, actually even the daughter is not put out and her brother to see a side.

If Pavela had shown up with Tanya on this occasion, he probably would have instinctively recognized her. At this time, he was probably already driven by instinct, turned into a small king in which corner shrinking up to hold his breath consciously.

Compared to Attilicia, whose mind was not in this area, the Drow mage and Aliana, who had just defected from the Spider’s Nest City, were much more excited.

Perennial high elves as a street rat, they looked at this group of high elf prisoners of war, although after nearly two years comparable to digging potatoes, as well as repeated defeat, repeated defeat and repeated tossing back and forth, the face is a bit haggard, but still be required to force to maintain the elegance of elegance, the heart is not to mention how much relief.

He felt that this group of High Elves who usually dislike the sky with their nostrils are really the most suitable to be slaves.

Of course, only when this group of High Elves, whose average height was nearly 20 centimeters taller than them, kneeled down to welcome them, they, as Zuoer, had their first chance to dislike this group of bean sprouts with their nostrils.

Just when these two Zhuoer with a superiority full of spiritual victory, as if this group of high elves kneeling to welcome is also them.

Long ago two eyes shine in front of the entrance of the camp mother green dragon Nymphadora, immediately led behind the red dragon Liz Lit, white dragon Murphy Le, high elves Yevgeny and returned a year ago in advance of the Hiaat and Ahmed, smilingly greeted up.

The green dragon hung its tail and respectfully presented the ‘dragon head scepter’ in its claws, which symbolized power, to David.

Meaning that it willingly handed back the rights it had been granted to David, the original Lord of the Dragon’s Nest:

“Welcome back, my dear friend, the head of the red dragon I follow – Davyutos yo! Seeing as your scales are quite a bit more brilliant in color, it seems that this trip has been a full one.

“Here, please take it, it’s a scepter I sent the High Elf artisans to improvise.

“Although it’s a look-alike, it’s made of real materials, many of which are dog-head gold copied from those barbarians.

“With your surging attainments in alchemy, I’m sure it won’t be long before you’ll be able to forge and enchant it into a true scepter of magical power.”

David instantly took the dragon head scepter, whose entire body was almost fused and cast from gold gems, and tried to maintain a reserved smile and took the rare initiative to praise it:
“Thank you, Nymphadora, you did a great job during my absence.”

Davy, who hadn’t been too keen on the pompous and complimentary ‘show’ of these elven prisoners of war, somehow managed to eat up Nymphadora’s words.

How to put it, although he knew that the other party had already known that his trip had yielded a good harvest through Shyatt, and also knew that the other party’s temperament would prepare some ‘small gifts’.

But the other party this line of flow down a set, just on the contrary, let him feel inexplicably comfortable!
I feel that this female green dragon is beautiful, attractive body, battle strength, strong ability, will be a dragon, but also a thief damn will come to things, the key moment can always give him face project pull full, is a dragon can be entrusted with great things ah.

Until this moment, the first time to enjoy this kind of treatment David, suddenly seems to finally have a little bit of understanding of those in high positions in the last life, why they love to promote those assholes it!

Especially when some people who are good at kissing asses are like Nymphadora, who has a high face value and doesn’t lack ability, it’s simply unbeatable.

It’s really great to have such a person by your side!
[Arrogance]

[Idle]

Just as the smiling Nymphadora took the initiative to lag behind David by half a length, and a group of her subordinates flanked David, the Lord of the Dragon’s Nest, towards the Dragon’s Nest where the banquet had already been prepared, and guided David, the Dragon’s Lord, with an expression of admiration, to lightly talk about his outstanding achievements in the battle against the Zhuoer in the New Continent, especially in the Dark Regions, which attracted a burst of gasps of amazement.

Atilicia, who had always shown herself as a female Zor-Elf and walked behind David’s buttocks, was always looking up and down at Nymphadora, who was constantly wagging her tail and her plump dragon buttocks, with her critical eyes.

That is simply the mother-in-law, pah, the old father-in-law to see the son brought back the style enchanting girlfriend, how to see how to diaphragm.

After all, who can accept their future daughter-in-law with their own age, and may even be a little older than him?

Stand out and take a look.

And Nymphadora’s little heart, maybe can hide from his son David, but can not hide from also as a young dragon, and has long experienced the dragon affairs of Attilicia?

He, Atilicia, has seen a female dragon in heat! But he had seen how horrible and horny a female dragon in heat really was!
In front of him, the young female dragon’s flirtatious movements, and the behavior of pretending to brush against his son’s scales from time to time, this is the precursor of the impending rutting period.

Also what ‘my dear friend, the head of the red dragon I follow’, this half-concealed, half-complimentary words are really too familiar to Attilicia. When the Duke of the Silver Wheel, Mirriam, was gradually drawing closer to him as a friend.

By admiring and worshipping his magic and alchemy attainments, she lowered his guard.

Until he got drunk after a banquet and was almost dragged directly to the bedroom by Mirriam, who was also drunk.

If it wasn’t for the ‘sobriety potion’ that he, Attilicia, always had on him.

That night, he was probably going to be directly done in by the drunken Silver Archduke!

And Attilicia’s refusal also made the then Milica heartbroken, and almost didn’t torture herself with those three questions of the soul:

Could it be that the Silver Archduke is not pretty enough?

Or is that enchanting and seductive dragon body not good enough?

Or was she not rich enough as the Lord of Ceolus City?

In the end, the thoughtful Atilicia still put on a posture of a victimized dragon and revealed to her that she had once been violated by the Red Calamity Pavla, which had once caused her to have a phobia of the opposite sex.

So much so that. Nowadays, when I see the opposite sex of my choice, I can’t seem to get it together!
This abundant reason finally dispelled the Silver Archduke’s impulse to take this weak silver dragon for himself.

This ambiguous relationship has been maintained to this day.

It was also because of this experience that let Attilicia know how dangerous a female green dragon like the Silver Archduke Mirriam was!

If one was not careful and fell into the wrong path, then it would be all doom and gloom!

On the surface, it looks as if the other side of everything according to you, but fell in the claws of this kind of countless means of countless means of the female, in fact, their own everything, that are not still the other side of the la!
Even if you conquer the world.

The other side has also conquered the world by conquering you.

In short, such as Nifa Dora such a female green dragon, is never a good match for the choice!
Being a lover can barely be considered.

Thinking like this, the silver dragon father’s brain circuit began to break through the sky, and hurriedly recalled which silver dragons or golden dragon clans happened to give birth to daughters before he left the dragon island when he had just stepped into his youth, and then within a short period of time, according to the other party’s appearance, family wealth, background, etc., in his head, he had formed a roster of ‘daughters-in-law to be selected’. The name of the daughter-in-law to be chosen.

Prepare to find a time to use magic to print out, and then talk to his son face to face about this matter.

Although her son was still young, he was already a demigod!
Thinking this way, Attilicia directly plugged in Heloise, the youngest daughter of her Sweetlanden Silver Dragon Clan and His Majesty Filius, the Silver Dragon King.

After thinking about it, she pulled it into second place again.

Seeing that the daughters of these dragon kings and clan lords that one could only look up to in the past could now also be picked by oneself for one’s son, an inexplicable feeling of superiority, and even pleasure, surged into one’s heart.

”Hmph! If this group of guys knew that my son, Daviyutos, is already a demigod at only seven years old, they would have to trample through my dragon nest to propose a marriage contract.”

Just as the unbelieving old father of the silver dragon was instinctively working on David’s ‘daughter-in-law’ matters once again, an abrupt air-breaking sound suddenly came from the sky.

Again, it was like a shining meteor.

“Oops! It’s Her Highness Tania’s arrival! Quickly leave the master’s side na!” That white dragon, Mephile, then shouted staggeringly.

“Tania?!” Is it my daughter that I’ve never met?

Attilicia instantly became excited.

Only just as he raised his head, he was surprised to find that all the dragons and elves, including the female green dragon Nymphadora, had pulled away from David in unison.

“Woah!!!”

“You actually know to come back!”

“I thought . You died out there!!!”

Before the dragon arrived, the hoarse, whimpering cries of the silver dragon Tania had already spread throughout the entire Dragon Nest camp.

David, who was left in place by the dragons, also panicked at the sound, like an ostrich that had forgotten how to fly for a moment, frantically stirring up his wings in preparation for taking off to avoid the air attack, explaining in a panic:

“Tania! Listen to me.”

David almost just took off, the silver figure is like a guided missile, let him how to vacillate the direction, the rapidly approaching dragon shadow is so straight and precise dive.

“Brake! Brake and slow down! Tania, brake! Ouch, sh*t! ! !” David in mid-air could only shout in vain and despair.

Click.

Then in the gaze of all the onlookers who couldn’t bear to look at him, he was ‘knocked down’ straight from mid-air by the ‘Tania Brand Flying Spear Missile’.

Just by listening to that sound, he knew that his own family in the New Continent had almost killed through half of the Dark Territory Red Dragon Dragon Lord, and he was afraid that he had broken half of his ribs again.

“Huh?” And for the first time, she ‘met’ with her daughter, Attilicia.

Just stunned to see this brawny daughter of his own, a headbutt that resounded through the Dragon’s Nest campsite parried David down.

And then.
Those two piles of overlapping shadows quickly covered him.

Straight in his direction, it slammed.

(End of chapter)