Chapter 20: Meanness
Chapter 20 Despicable
Not to mention Evgeny who was the mastermind, all the High Elves present breathed a long sigh of relief.
On the surface, they regained their previous calmness and elegance, but in their hearts, they still couldn’t stop thumping.
Although strictly speaking, they were only subordinates of Evgeni, following orders.
But when it came to a metal dragon, or a young silver dragon, once this kind of bad thing was revealed, and if the other party was not a stray young dragon like what the officer had deduced before, then the trouble would be completely huge.
Metal dragons and five-colored dragons have completely different child-rearing policies, especially gold and silver dragons.
Compared to the Pentachrome Dragons who had absolutely no sense of responsibility to speak of, the Metallic Dragons ran to the other extreme and were more inclined to be overprotective, so much so that a consensus was slowly born over time:
That is, you have nothing to bully the adult gold and silver dragons or even the young dragons who have already left the nest to wander around instead, it may not be a big deal.
At most, you can ask three friends to come over to retrieve the scene afterward.
Once you hit the young dragons, it’s basically no different than stirring up a hornet’s nest.
They won’t reason with you, but will always come out and attack.
Although the High Elves would not be afraid of war, but this kind of ‘righteousness’ in the matter of the complete loss, how could the Elf King because of a bunch of soldiers they are a bunch of black and white greed to advance the fault and risked to start an inexplicable national war?
So the most likely outcome is that even if they escaped the pursuit of the silver dragon parents on their boat, they would still have to face the collective pressure of the silver dragon group and even the metal dragons, and would be thrown out by the Elf King as an abandonment.
And then, under the scorn of all the High Elves and even their clansmen and the witness of the metal dragons, they would face the judgment of being doomed to lose their reputation.
He was completely condemned to die on the pillar of shame.
This kind of terrible consequence was even more terrible than death.
But on the contrary, as long as the officer’s deduction remained solid, then they could explain it away by ‘rescuing Miss Silver Dragon’ from the Northern Barbarians’ roundup and successfully rescuing her from the grasp of the Crimson Calamity Pavla.
Even if things weren’t what they thought they were, it didn’t hinder anything at all.
They had never harmed the young dragon in the first place, had they?
Besides, what silver young dragon in exile could resist the temptation to return to the pack?
And they could build a bridge to do so, by the hand of the Elven King.
And they will be greeted on the triumphal road to the throne room in Dwensaer by the clamor of cheers and celebration!
There will be a clamor of cheers and celebration!
There will be tears of joy from the clan!
The Elven King himself will honor them.
And the metal dragons will offer them friendship.
At that time, they will no longer be the ones who do not go into battle and may not see any way to rise for hundreds of years, or become the bottom soldiers who will always need to be on the front line of the battle against the Drell Elves.
Instead, they will be heroes!
Defenders of peace who have forged a solid friendship with the dragons!
Such an opportunity has not been seen in a thousand years!
No High Elf who had been compelled by Evgeni’s lock speech could refuse such a bright future and exciting images.
In this matter.
All of their High Elves.
Are all on the same rope.
“Shall we transfer a team of men to take care of that dragon?” The adjutant volunteered.
The stunned Evgeni thought for a moment and shook his head no:
“No, the paralyzing potion on that arrow shot by the brute should have started to work already, she can’t fly.”
“But the range of these foothills is too large, there is still the possibility of her escaping, we must have all hands on this pile.”
“And then, be sure to appear as a savior when you see her.”
“Be sure . Must!”
The life and future of her family was at stake, so much so that the delicate face that was always ravishing and charming in the eyes of humans in the past looked a little twisted up from excessive tension:
“Understand?”
“Understood!” The adjutant bowed his head and led the order.
Evgeni averted his gaze from the adjutant:
“Tell that group of barbarians that another dragon has appeared, the kind whose breath has been spat out cleanly, and tell them to deal with it, life or death, and as for the reward, it will be the same as before.”
“Yes, sir!” The adjutant led the order and left.
If it were usual, she would have accepted the sudden appearance of such a red young dragon, but at this time, compared to this silver young dragon that had already awakened the beginnings of magic spells and all the things it might bring, she would have accepted it with a smile.
But compared to the silver hatchling that had awakened the beginnings of a spell and all that it could bring, this stupid thing that had vented all its flames in a single glance.
She couldn’t quite see it!
A few minutes later, the barbarians who received this information were abuzz.
Another dragon, a red young dragon, alive or dead, can be disposed of at their own discretion, and there are benefits to be gained afterward?
Is there such a good thing?
This group of high elves are afraid that they were not catwalking in the forest when the branch was scratched on the butt, finally opened their eyes?
Among the crowd, the only one who was alone this time was Loxinde, who did not show any smile on his face. Instead, he looked dead on in the direction of the fire and smoke, and walked in a somewhat staggered manner.
He knocked aside one of the barbarians in front of him, drew a pitcher from behind him as he passed, and felt for a bottle of green potion at his waist as he passed another, biting the top of the bottle with his teeth, spitting out the rubber-wood stopper, and pouring it onto the tip of his gun with a grimace.
Lozinde casually threw away the potion bottle and just carried the poisoned throwing gun, double axes on his waist, his expression gradually changed from calm to furious and said:
“It’s you!”
“It’s you again!”
“It’s definitely you!”
“This time…”
“You must die!!!”
“Pfft!”
In the southern foothills of the mountain range, David casually flung the last of the warriors away.
Alone, the dragon stood in the burning forest, his nostrils spewing out two wisps of residual flame:
“Whew this sudden rage is getting on top of me.”
I don’t know if it’s because a dragon has been alone for too long since crossing over, but whenever he’s been lonely and homesick these past five years, he’s only been able to talk to himself in his dreams.
Once the accumulated emotions exploded, it was often difficult to end them.
When his anger calmed down, anyone in front of him who didn’t run and choose to dislike him hard in the first place was already dead.
He hadn’t prepared for a dry fight today.
He hadn’t invited or messed with anyone, he just happily came out to prepare for a buffet, and he almost ended up having his back door opened .
“It’s hard not to be impulsive, isn’t it? Brother de!”
David looked around at the savages who were no longer able to answer him, shook his head, and prepared to walk the dragon.
Although he was even hungrier after the fight, he remained indifferent to the ‘food’ that was all over the floor.
After all, it wasn’t like it was a matter of life and death, and if he didn’t eat, he would starve to death, so there was no need to challenge his own established views and past bottom line to disgust himself, was there?
Moreover, after enjoying the cold and refreshing ‘Snow Worm Juice’ and ‘Burnt Whole Beef Feast’ one after another, he couldn’t even raise the slightest interest in raw meat now.
He is now a young dragon with ambition, pursuit and taste!
But just as David, who was already exhausted and a bit tired, lifted his wings and prepared to take off, his ear flippers suddenly twitched.
Then the whole body violently folded back, a grip on the broken air coming throwing gun.
The force of this blow was extremely heavy, and the sharp head of the gun rubbed dazzling blood mist and sparks between his claws and the dragon scales, and slid out of his claws for three inches before coming to a halt in front of his forehead.
“Awesome!”
David couldn’t help but praise, so professional, if it wasn’t for the wrong scene, he kind of wanted to learn from a master.
“Warrior, which one of you? Come to help them take revenge?”
Seeing the giant dragon spitting out human words, not even aware of his past existence ever, originally would be full of anger Loxinde’s feet stalled, suddenly only felt sad.
He simply stopped speaking, pulled out his double axes, and with a roar in the sky, he charged towards David.
Seeing that finally came a seemingly able to fight, David is not in a hurry to go.
Only when he just took a step, his feet stumbled, only to feel his tongue stiffen, and his muscles were even more stagnant.
He looked down at the thrown down pitcher and the claws with some broken scales, where he did not know that he had been hit.
“Nima! How dare I call you a warrior, you poison if you can’t beat me, right!”
Despicable barbarian!
[Rage]
(End of chapter)