225. Chapter 225 – The Discipline of Forbiddance

Chapter 225 – Forbidden Discipline

Thirty-seven years ago, the ‘Great Sea Robbery’ that wiped out nearly half of the clan’s young and strong warriors had always been regarded as a blood feud that could not be forgotten by Loxinde and even the entire clan.

Nay, it was at the time when the self-same Dragon Lord received an invitation from the five-colored dragon queen bannerman Efilomon to train at the Evil Scale Bastion’s youth training camp, and he became the only humanoid creature in the group to be trained as a dragon dependent.

It was an honor and an opportunity for him to avenge his people.

And he lived up to the expectations by understanding and performing the [Endless Rage] and was recognized by the red dragon Efilomon, becoming a dragon rider who was personally recognized by the dragon in addition to the red dragon riders of the Sederpunga star realm.

Although at present the only one who agreed and recognized him to ride was the white dragon of Mephile, but by virtue of the tacit understanding between the two sides of up to thirty years of cooperation, has been promoted into the Berserker Battle Masters him and Mephile ‘savage dragons as one’ under the Legends have the confidence to fight with one of the battle.

If you add the lover Monado who has already peeped into the doorway of the legend’s destiny, a savage dragon and an ogre under the trinity, that is, the non-dragon legend is not impossible to try to challenge some.

It is also from this opportunity granted by the Dragon Lord, and these thirty years of life and death experience, gave him the courage to take revenge.

He always remembered this hatred and was always ready for it.

He believed that as long as his own Dragon Lord’s plans in the New Continent’s Granier remained unchanged, then he would definitely confront the group of Drow that had controlled Count Pablo’s collar back then.

It was just that he never expected that the day of confrontation would come so quickly and for such a strange reason.
Yes, when Loxind heard that Dragon Lord Daviyutos had summoned and informed him that the person who came was none other than Nafirutari, the Drell behind the ‘Great Sea Heist’ back then, he was a little confused.

Immediately, his not too low intelligence made him realize that it was not good:

This former Drell Lord Mother had eighty percent sensed something, so she had made a compromise of interests in advance to appease and seek peace!
Especially thinking about the fact that the self-same Dragon Lord had already activated two Zhuoer, shouldn’t it be?

Just when Lochinde was filled with the decadence and unwillingness of the eighteen forbidden images of dragons and Drow, he finally came to the unfinished Dragon Nest and David’s Seat:
“Dragon Lord, Rosinde, Favored of Blood, comes at your call.”

Davy, rather bored, raised the tip of his tail and poked it towards a certain ex-Draconian dominatrix:

“Here, Nafirutari has brought back your people, and wishes to gain your understanding of this matter, which I leave entirely to your own discretion.”

[Arrogance

Such a condescending manner that doesn’t take the legend seriously, but it makes Nafirutari even more cautious.

After all, if it were her who had this divine favor, it is estimated that she would have already slept with the legends of the entire Ella Rhea, turning them all into her own people, and from then on walking horizontally in the continent.

However, the first thing Loxind saw when he raised his head was not that ‘despicable Zhuoer Bi Chi’, but those old barbarians who were already dying of old age.

And those few old barbarian men also saw him at the first time, and immediately kneeled down on one knee with a face full of excitement and apprehension to declare their still abject loyalty:

“Young Patriarch!”

“You. You are still alive?” Lozinde thought of a certain possibility, but it was still somewhat unbelievable.

Nafirutari on the side immediately took great pains to retell the grudge of that year.

Only then did Rosinde notice the hundreds of dark-skinned humanoids that he had mistaken for some kind of special guards of the Drow!
It was only then that the group of what should be considered half-Drell barbarians dared to open their mouths cautiously:
“Uncle! /Uncle…”

For a moment, Loxinde first stared incredulously, dismayed, shocked, angry, and indifferent, until he bowed to Davy with a face full of disheveled shame:
“My Lord, this is a shame for my Loxind clan! I really don’t know what words to use to describe my penitent heart towards my Lord .”

Until this moment, he realized that the one who failed to control his lower body was not his own Dragon Lord, but his own group of damned Loxind clansmen!

And to think that he would use his mortal wisdom to try to guess the Dragon Lord’s character and life style!
It was blasphemy!

I deserve to die!!!

“Huh?” And then the brute pulled out that dragon’s tooth blade to David’s somewhat stunned eyes and everyone’s unbelieving attention, and just wiped it right on his neck.

Attempting to return to Pavla, the God of Power, to wash away the sin of blasphemy with the death of the God of War.

“Matriarch! /Uncle! /Uncle!” The group of barbarians were outright dumbfounded, swarming up and trying to grab the sword.

Nafirutari, who saw this scene, even more so, almost pissed herself on the spot.

If this forced this Dragon’s Favorite to die on the spot, wouldn’t she just play it off!

Obviously a barbarian, in the end where to come so much damn moral line and shame ah!
But did not know that this barbarian in front of him even in all the Scandinavian barbarians is also a deservedly oddball.

What barbarian would fall in love with an ogre and remain faithful to him?

Luckily, she was a legend after all, and she directly used a [Shadow Instant Step] to come to Loxinde’s side.

However, the strength of the barbarian Loxinde, who had already reached the level of a master, was no match for his strength, and the knife had already sliced halfway in and was soaring with blood.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have already hung up, or if you didn’t have Nafirutali’s hands to stop your head from flying.

But the Luo Xinde a see actually by their own has been regarded as an enemy of Nafirutali to save, on the spot rage, directly at the same time triggered the [endless anger] and savage masters of the talent expertise [tenacious survival], hard is not dead into.

In the end, or the head of the David really can not see, but not good to force the distortion of the will of a dependent, not good to directly let it lose the heart of the sharp and enterprising, in the future, no chance of the legendary destiny of the heavens, had to look at the side of the Nifa Dora with a somewhat dazed eyes.

Nymphadora resisted the urge to laugh and gave a ‘don’t worry, leave it to me’ look, and immediately gave the order:

“Summon, Dragon’s Favorite, Ogre Manado.”

As soon as he heard the name of Monado, Loxinde, who had been seeking death before, instantly became honest.

If Monado knew that he actually committed suicide behind her back, he was afraid that his chicken would be able to wring it off for him on the spot.

Not a moment later, the arm can run a horse height of two meters eight comparable to the next door Warhammer Wolf Regiment warriors of Monado, almost with the speed of sprinting rushed to, one knee kneeled down:

“Dragon Lord! Are you calling me?”

“Your husband has stumbled upon a thorny problem and intends to escape it by dying, so enlighten me.” Davy waved his tail.

The ogre with fierce eyes turned his head violently, and saw Loxinde, who was looking at her ‘timidly’ with the blade of the dragon’s tooth stuck right in his neck.

“Aye! My Lord!” Monado replied in a deep voice.

Immediately, he got up and stepped forward like the fierce general of the Three Kingdoms, Dian Wei, and before Loxinde trembled and opened his mouth to say ‘my love’, he was directly whipped into a humanoid gyroscope by a bushel of slaps.

The blade of dragon’s teeth on his neck also flew out under the inertia, just poking at the pillar of the dragon’s nest that was less than two centimeters away from Nafirutari’s neck.

”What kind of monsters are these?!” Nafirutari knew from the first moment she saw the Ogre Manado that this was definitely the nemesis of a Shadow Assassin like herself!

There was no need to even wait until the other party stepped into Legend!
This comparable to a humanoid dragon’s strength and vitality completely crushed them Drow, and seemed to have some sort of power similar to Loxind’s that was immune to serious injury and instant death.

If she wanted to kill the other party, she could only consume them bit by bit, but as long as the other party caught a break and struck her head-on, she was afraid that she would be in great danger.

On the other hand, the barbarian was torn from the wall by his ogre wife and asked:
“Still want to die?”

The bruised and swollen barbarian cried as if he were also saying:

“No, no, no, not to die, my love, I regretted my cowardly act the moment I saw you appear, I was only momentarily overwhelmed by anger and shame.”

“Hmmm! Worthy of the man I, Monado, have chosen.”

Monado instantly slapped Loxinde’s forehead to hold the dying brute down headlong on his own strong and developed pecs, and reported back to Davy, who was watching the scene in front of him with great interest from above:
“My Lord, he says he doesn’t want to die.” “Very well. Then what are you going to arrange for these half-Zor barbarian descendants?” Davy continued to ask.

It was Monado who didn’t have as many concerns and shame as Loxinde, she was now considered to be the main mother of Loxinde’s clan, and immediately made the decision:

“My Lord, I’m just an ogre who hasn’t received much knowledge, but whether it’s the barbarian tribe or our ogre tribe, but in order to become an adult who is recognized by the clan, one has to prove themselves at the Bar Mitzvah.

“I think that since they have the barbarian bloodline of Loxinde, it would be good for them to go to the battlefield to prove themselves, and come back alive with the heads of ten of their enemies, i.e., we will recognize them for who they are.

“At that time, if the Dragon Lord is willing to grant them the bloodline ceremony, that would also be our honor.”

“Not bad, it’s still Monado who sees things clearly.” David nodded noncommittally.

The bloodline ceremony itself was a good means to keep the loyalty of the dependents, for whatever was given by the dragon’s pleasure could also be withdrawn by the dragon’s wrath.

It was like the rebar of the ladder of power, and once it was taken away, the career path would crumble.

In this world, except for the kind of existence that has absolute fervent faith and is willing to dedicate themselves to the great wish, very few people will be willing to give up this extraordinary greatness and the long life of the everlasting species, and return to the mortal world.

Most of those who could have that kind of faith were also the order-abiding goodness of the Three Holy Religions.

Indeed, David had no need to worry about these little Karami in the lower and middle levels of the power structure betraying him.

“So, you are willing to accept the atonement and reconciliation from Nafirutari?” Davy asked as his claws rubbed the dragon scales on his chin.

This time, Monado, however, did not trespass, but looked to Loxinde in his arms.

The brute instantly understood:

“You, my lord, have placed the disposition of your bloodline and your people in our hands, and such favor has been more than we can thank you for, so how dare we trespass on such matters.”

To put it in human terms, this issue is too sensitive, we don’t dare to make unauthorized decisions, it is easy to take the blame ah.

After all, there really aren’t many people in this world who would dare to endorse the ‘levy’ of such a creature as a Zhuoer.

David is also convinced, how a barbarian, an ogre with him this same courageous red dragon, how can also grow so much heart? At that moment, he couldn’t help but look at Nymphadora beside him.

Almost already counted as half a roundworm in David’s stomach, Nymphadora where can still not know what this red dragon wants, angrily glanced at him, swaying that shapely as a green snake’s big tail said:
“In fact, I think that if you don’t have any hard feelings about this matter, then there’s really no need to think about it too much.”

“Oh?” David was instantly interested.

“Do you still remember the 108 heroes of Water Moor Liangshan that you told us about? Since our Lord Nafirutari is willing to take the initiative to surrender, wouldn’t it be better for us to give her the same opportunity and let her hand in her ‘surrender’?”

Speaking here, Nymphadora immediately came to David’s ear webbing and quietly added a sentence:
“And in the future to deal with the high elves, Zuoer is also a good knife, if you feel that so gently letting her go is not enough to calm down the remaining anger, do not forget, your ‘old ancestor’ Christos is still in the dark region, when the time comes, hand over to him to be tempered just fine. ”

I rub! It’s true that the green bamboo snake’s mouth, the most poisonous green dragon’s heart na!
Can’t help but joy from the chest up David did not hold back a tail whip in Nymphadora that trembling ass, the latter is extremely unscrupulous petulant laughter.

This scene is to see the Nafirutali more and more apprehensive.

But there is no way, has been on the blacklist of the spider queen, she wants to continue to mix in the surface, she must deal with the dragon in front of her.

Although she didn’t know what the allusion to ‘throwing in the towel’ was, she also knew that the opportunity had come.

As expected, dealing with the wise green dragon was more comforting to Drell than dealing with a temperamental red dragon whose chaotic thoughts in his head were impossible to guess.

Immediately seized this opportunity to hurry up and decided to say:
“King Klinsmann is summoning the strongest men and emissaries of the Middle Kingdom into the capital of Luwalden to form an alliance to conquer His Highness David Yutos. I am also one of the invited parties.

“If I devise to break up this alliance, may I offer this as a token of your forgiveness for my sins?”

‘Huh? For real?’ David had thought that it was a half-truth and half-false smokescreen thrown out by Lewaldon’s side.

Immediately, he came to the point and said:

“Sabotage? Why should we sabotage it? How about, we also join in.”

If the Middle-Earth kingdoms really had the intention to unite to fuck him, destroying once would also lead to a second and third time.

Unless, it was possible to make them fundamentally, lose the basis of mutual trust.

“Huh?” Nafirutari was a bit puzzled.

“How many spots did you sign up for?” David asked, narrowing his eyes.

“Five.” Drew replied.

“Well, then I’ll take all five spots.”

“. Good. Okay.” Nafirutari seemed to have somewhat guessed the dragon’s sinister intentions, while glancing at the brute and the ogre, and wondered which other dependents the dragon was planning to send there.

“Well, this matter will come to an end, just watch the arrangement, although I accepted your request for reconciliation, but I always feel that just letting you off the hook is still a bit uncomfortable for me.” David slowly got up and condescendingly looked down at Zuoer and said.

‘Here it comes!’ Nafirutari’s heart couldn’t help but thump, full of the thought that this dragon was going to vent his anger on her got.

But, it was just what she wanted!

This was also her best battlefield.

“I, Drona Firutari, am at your mercy! If only you, your highness, will forgive me for my unintentional mistake.” Nafirutari dropped her hands and feigned shyness.

Bang.

Then a pants-sized object was seen thrown in front of them.

It was clearly a chastity belt.

One of the trophies from when David had seized the treasury of Spider’s Nest City.

Most of the toys were given to mom Pavla to make her old family happy, this female use of the stuff will stay, dad and mom they can not use.

Nafirutari looked at David with a confused expression on her face.

David returned the same malicious grimace:

“You have desecrated the bloodline of my favored people.

“You’ll pay for it with Forbidden Desire.

“For ten years, I will forgive your offense.”

Nafirutari despaired on the spot at the thought of not being able to touch a man for ten years, and cried out with almost pent-up pathos:

“You might as well kill me!!!”

(End of chapter)