217. Chapter 217 – Fighting too?

Chapter 217 – Fighting too?

The said not to say that fortunately Scandinavian dwarves have formal occasions to wear armor with helmets habit, coupled with the physical quality of the hard with the same stone, placed in the ordinary human caught off guard to such a time, more than half has been the brain stem coated the ground of the end.

As a result, the dwarf king was a crowd of frightened and worried dwarves from the ceiling dragged down not only nothing, and even seems to be on this [anger potion] that powerful taste is not yet finished.

Did not like Zhuoer that year, whether to remove the ‘side effects’ words to, so that David are prepared in advance to advocate the ‘dragon breath effect’ of the promotional program words hard to hold back.

A covenant that originally seemed to be hopeless due to huge differences was finalized in such an absurd scene, so much so that the dragons who were already prepared to be driven out of the fortress by the furious dwarves were all in a trance.

And not only the group of dragons in a trance, there are also dwarves, in front of the foot above the signing of the wartime alliance treaty and leasing the dwarves to build a ‘green iron fortress’ trade program, the group of dragons headed by David sent out of the plug, after the foot of the dwarves can no longer stop the heart of the doubt and unwillingness, the character of the grumpy runic lord is directly to the supreme king Taimur questioned:
“Your Majesty, are we really going to give up our Eight Peaks Mountain Fortress like what the five-colored dragon proposed?”

All the Dwarf Lords present looked over at the same time, seemingly equally unable to accept that the fate of their own race was decided by a five-colored dragon in such an absurd and hasty manner.

However, after drinking the [Anger Combination] King Taimur looked at this Rune Lord, and at this moment, his face was unusually calm, not seeing the slightest bit of joy or anger:
“This is. Guidance from the Supreme Gods.”

A group of dwarves who had not yet calmed down immediately became solemn and serious at these words, only their hearts were shocked and surging, at the same time, a huge doubt could not help but rise up:

That young red dragon named David Yutos, who only had a mother who had just been promoted to a weak god, did he really have such a great influence?

So much so that a single visit could actually attract the attention of the Supreme Gods.

But no matter what, even if this was guidance from the gods of Modin Saman, this resolution to let them give up the Eight Peaks Mountain Fortress that they had been living in for thousands of years still left them a little disheartened.

King Taimur was heard saying in a low but resounding voice:
“My dwarven brothers and subjects, I would like to say that we are not abandoning our ancestral land out of cowardice, but are merely choosing to temporarily leave this place for the sake of the continuation of our race.

“The Spider Goddess’s plan to take revenge on the Elven Gods has been made clear, and our continued stubbornness to remain here is merely ‘cannon fodder’ on the eve of the Elven Civil War.

“The lives of our dwarves should not be needlessly sacrificed here, the children of our dwarves should not be reduced to slaves of the Zhuoer, and the destiny of our dwarves should not be reduced to the playthings that the gods wantonly manipulate under their greed.

“I Taimur hereby order you, in the name of the third supreme king of the dwarves of Scannis, to withdraw from the fortress of Eight Peaks Mountain next spring.”

“Huh?” The group of dwarves were directly confused.

According to the previous program negotiated with that red dragon, wasn’t it about twelve years?
As a result, we’re pulling out now?

It was then that King Taimur’s originally stoic face actually revealed a grim smile:
“Since we have already decided to withdraw, then why do we have to continue to add more unnecessary casualties to the Elves’ civil war? Make way for this road and let the Moon Elves and the Zhuoer fight it out directly.”

The Blackrock Fortress Lord immediately wore a bitter old face:

“But even so, under these nearly thirty years of consumption, we are severely lacking in both food reserves and armaments, and if we withdraw hastily, I’m afraid that many of our clansmen will starve to death as a result.”

But King Taimur said as if he had already planned it:
“Isn’t Daviyutos’ side going to hire a group of our dwarven artisans to travel to the New World Kingdom of Lewaldon to build a ‘Green Iron Fortress’ of the Ring of Something?”

This Supreme King rose from his throne and with a wave of his small short hand said.
“In that case, gather all the children, act as iron casting apprentices, and follow the master founders to the new continent, and anyway, that dragon shouldn’t mind if we give too many dwarves shouldn’t he.”

“Ah this.” The moment this outrageous decision was made, all the dwarves were dumbfounded, and for a while they couldn’t even organize words of advice immediately.

Because they thought for half a day, realized that they simply do not know how to advise, advise what ah, because this seems reckless and irresponsible resolution, if it is put in the usual, they estimate that they want to escort this reckless king to the ancestral land to cry mausoleums, but in this time, this is simply can be called the genius of the idea .
As a neighbor of the Crimson Calamity, it was only natural to stay updated on everything about this dragon.

According to the information they know, although David Eutaw this red dragon can be regarded as the second day of the Red Scourge, but looking at its resume, it is externally brutal and merciless, but internally it is definitely considered a kind and virtuous king.

Just the fact that he paid out his own treasure to adopt a baby dragon from other female dragons, I’m afraid that he could directly make the five-colored dragons of the entire Scannus treat him differently.

Regardless of the world, most of the civilized creatures are like this, I myself can be arrogant, can be brutal, can be unsympathetic, but there is no reason to hope that the kind of both the world always do some ‘stupid self-inflicted harm to the benefit of others heroes’ more, no matter how much one’s own mouth dislikes.

Because it is indeed in the interest of the race and every individual involved.

They were originally somewhat unable to understand such an initiative until they learned of the exact origins of this red dragon:

This red dragon, whose father was actually the famous ‘flower of Dragon Island’ Atilicia, was accompanied by a silver dragon sister, Tania, who had been ‘raised to be oily and smooth’.

From this, it can be proved that this red dragon, although he is arrogant, greedy, brutal and murderous, he is a ‘good dragon’?
The Dwarf who came to this conclusion immediately had a constipated expression on his face, it was really hard to imagine how such an oddball came out of the five-colored dragons.

But just as there was also the saying ‘a gentleman can be deceived by a square’ in the Blue Planet, the dwarves nowadays similarly deduced a conclusion that also made their heads go bald:
That is, if they send the entire Dwarf children of the Eight Peaks Mountain together with the Dwarf craftsmen to that evil dragon’s command, it would be safer than following them to remain in Scannis instead.

At the same time, the other party would have little reason to refuse, and this kind of ‘hostage’ approach would even be more able to solidify the alliance between the two sides:
If the five-colored dragons could send fledglings there, they dwarves couldn’t?

Without the weaknesses of ‘children’ and ‘racial continuity’, the remaining Dwarven warriors would be able to let go of their arms and take revenge on the damned Elves without a care in the world.

As for women? Joking, who family dwarves dare to home female dwarves to put forward ‘refuge’ proposal to send to the evil dragon, afraid that the legs can be directly beaten broken.

Female dwarves are also warriors, with even thicker beards and more developed elbows!

Seeing that the Dwarf Lords had no more objections, Supreme King Taimur ordered to the Rune Lords:
“Belkin, casting engineering team, I’ll leave it in your hands, also only your attainments for casting, for magic runes, can satisfy the needs of that red dragon, be sure, take care of the children.”

Rune Lord originally instinctively wanted to refuse, but considering that this is also a great plan that concerns the survival of the entire Scannish Dwarves, he immediately knelt down on one knee, and received the order with a solemn expression:

“Your will, Your Majesty!”

“No, this is not my will, but your mission, Belkin, only if you protect them well, we, will have no worries.”

Just as the Rune Lord was still wondering about the deeper meaning of these words, he saw the Supreme King Taimur turn to look at all the dwarves, raise his glass, and exclaim:

“Next spring, when we withdraw from the Eight Peaks Mountain Fortress, it will be the moment of the counterattack on the continent of Scannis, so that our children who have traveled away by ship will see that their fathers and mothers are embarking on a journey back to their home soil!”

“Hoo!” In an instant, all the dwarves were kneeling on one knee and pounding their chests with their fists.

It was as if the forging anvil, which had been silent and cooled for a thousand years, was once again struck by a searing red hammer. At the same time, David and his group of dragons who had repaired the Eight Peaks Mountain Fortress finally arrived at the temporary stronghold that the green dragon follower, Nymphadora, had opened near the Dark Mountain Range after traveling all the way by leaps and bounds.

This place is not too far away from the Eight Fronts Mountain Fortress, and is even considered to be a watchful eye, from this point David can also see that this is mostly considered to be a group of dwarves for his mother’s sake, and do not dare to treat his remaining group of dragons on the continent of Skanis too harshly.

At least when there is no actual invasion of the dwarven territory range to make such as drive away provocation and other behavior.

But the bad ecological environment here is just like the name of the dark mountain range, a barren and desolate.

David could almost imagine how horrible the burden of trying to raise a group of dragons away from the natural fishing grounds of the seashore would be, and could even recall the scene of Nymphadora taking the slightly older juvenile dragons to hunt in some natural pastures at the risk of being rounded up by the moon elves.

Only this idea that made him a bit [furious] had just surfaced, perhaps because the dragon’s might when David returned with the group of dragons was just too ‘dangerous’.

“Aang!” Accompanied by a short and sharp cry from the ‘sentry dragon’ like a meerkat.

All the hatchling dragons that were hunting on the barren land of the mountain range immediately started to run wildly towards the small ‘nests’ that were like honeycombs in the mountain, and some of them even had the embarrassing situation of two or three dragons squeezing into a single hole, causing them to get stuck on the spot.

The abnormality of the temporary dragon nest naturally drew the attention of the ‘Lord of the Dragon Nest’.

As an emerald green slender figure drilled out of the dragon’s nest and looked over, David could hardly believe his eyes.

Is this Nymphadora? She’s almost as skinny as a cat strip!

“Yikes! Lord Daviu, you’re.. You’re finally back.” Nymphadora’s tired face couldn’t suppress a smile either, only as if she suddenly remembered something, she immediately dropped her head and whispered:
“I’m sorry, I wasn’t able to defend our territory. Also.” What she failed to say was that due to the exhausting migration for years on end, coupled with the severe lack of food, the fledglings also died young.”

“No, the one who should say sorry is me, I’m the one who didn’t come back as promised, you lost too much weight.” David listened [furiously] and was heartbroken, reaching out his tail and stroking it over the female young green dragon’s face, ear webbing, neck and even spine, as if measuring the scales and dimensions of this female dragon step by step with his fingertips.

“Well now that you’re back, it will grow back and change back to your favorite size.” The words felt like forgiveness, and Nymphadora was able to let go of the fatigue that had filled her face, even her scales stretching at the sudden touch, even instinctively arching up to rub herself against Davy’s tail.

[Sins of Color]

“Mmm,” the unabashedly teasing and almost explicit words made the tip of Davey’s tail harden on the spot.

This sudden scene and sudden change in atmosphere caught the dragons off guard, and Viora, who was the ‘most understanding’, winked at her own brother Alphonse, and hurriedly dragged Lizlette, who was a bit disgusted, Shadera, who was full of embarrassment, and Tania, who was full of curiosity and excitement and wanted to stay to watch the fun, out of the area, so as to vacate the space for these two obvious dragons to watch the fun. The two dragons who were obviously starting to smell a little bit wrong were given some space.

David saw that the group of dragons still know how to look at the face of the dragon, and immediately also no longer hesitate, so as if there was no dragon, with his tail holding Nymphadora’s uncontrollably wagging tail towards the foot of the hill in the small forest strolled:

“How can I make it up to you?”

“Fill me up, whatever you want, it’s something I’ve been planning ever since I met you, looking forward to, waiting for, waiting for the day when you’d grow up to be a real ‘dragon’, do you think I’m too cunning and greedy when I say that? ” This was the green dragon’s simple and straightforward response.

It was like a shot of Drell’s ‘psychedelic’, and David would despise himself for the rest of his life if he flinched at this moment, and immediately smiled:
“But isn’t cunning and greed the unique flavor of a green dragon?”

Immediately, his smile tightened, “Then, show your cunning and greed to the fullest to please me, Nymphadora!”

“Yes my lord.”

And so it wasn’t long before the urgent, low roars of two giant dragons rose and fell in the forest below the mountain.

And that roar lasted for nearly half a month.
During that half-month, Viora sighed in disbelief as she practically watched Lizlette go from her initial depression to anxiety to spewing sparks of fire in a violent rage.

As a result, half a month passed, and suddenly there was a call from Nymphadora over there.

The group of dragons’ eerie gazes instantly landed on the embarrassed-looking green dragon sister Shadera.

“. Sister called me over for a moment.”

Then not long after, in the group of dragons’ dumbfounded gazes, the low roar in the distant woods changed from two voices, to three.

“Ah this.” Murphylle and Alphonse wordlessly exchanged a glance, this pair of ‘arch-enemies’ who had fought each other since childhood looked at each other and could see the strong envy in each other’s eyes.

“Piss me off!!!” Then Lizlette, who had suddenly gone into [Blood Scale Berserk], was seen rushing up into the sky and flying over.

“Come on, there’s nothing to listen to.” Murphylle looked at the back of the red dragon big sister’s fury.

But just when the group of dragons thought that this meandering party was about to be ‘bathed’, the low roar turned into four .
“. Too awesome!” Murphylle no longer knew what words he should use to describe his shock at this moment.

“. Aren’t you going? Viora?” Alphonse asked his sister with a dull expression as he twisted his head.

Who knew that Viora, who had originally curled up into a ball, was furiously bouncing off the ground and biting Alvons on the head, growling and snarling in a low growl:
“I’m still a teenage dragon! What are you thinking in your filthy mind!”

Immediately, he took to the air and left in the opposite direction.

Only Murphylle and Alphonse were left looking at each other in dismay.

“Teenage dragon” originally still slightly inexplicably somewhat relieved Alphonse chewed on his old sister’s words, but suddenly raised his head, and saw that this guy, Murphylle, was looking at himself with a bitchy face, and immediately became furious:

“What are you looking at?”

“What are you looking at?” Murphylle instinctively picked up.

“. ANG!!!” Then a black and a white two teenage dragons bit each other in a crowd of junior dragons, giving vent to the nameless anger in their hearts that they couldn’t vent.

“You guys stop fighting!” Only the dragon sister Tania, who had just returned from hunting in the Broadfield Hunting Ground, urged the fight with wide eyes, and then twisted her head:
“Huh brother is fighting over there too?”

(End of chapter)