263. Chapter 263: Taking a shortcut.

Chapter 263: Taking a Shortcut
New Continent Middle Earth.

In the months that David and the others were chasing after the conch shell ship, because the emperor was smashed to death by the tentacles of the conch shell ship started a chain reaction, a chaotic war around the territory of the Vitali Empire, had already been fought into a pot of porridge.

Lewaldon, the Middle Kingdom, and even the Elven Kingdom bordering the north have all gotten involved.

However, the high elf’s actions are more like a balancing hand from outside the field, after the empire appeared to be falling apart, it began to intervene in the war with a steady stream of material and weapons assistance and even free mercenary squad battlefield support situation.

Obviously already perceived the threat from the dragons.

Before the old continent of Scannus is still not completely defeated, they do not want to see a new big power that can threaten them appear in the southern middle earth.

The more chaotic the situation in Middle Earth is, the safer the High Elves will be strategically.

However, all of this had nothing to do with the dragons who were in the middle of the situation.

In the successive several dragon beasts obviously died in battle and then suddenly appeared again when named afterwards, the group of dragons realized that this self actually suspected that they could transcend death and gradually confirmed by the true dragons.

This army of dragons then started from the first perfunctory, to the sweet taste after the edge of the wandering, until completely become a group of ‘wild horses’, began to rampage in the territory of the Vitali Empire, looting everything in sight.

Completely transformed into a dragon plague in the eyes of the Imperials.

It wasn’t until they were sniped at by a legion of priests from the temple that their rampaging and unrelenting charge came to a halt like a tidal wave hitting a reef.

At this moment, the group of dragons seemed to anticipate something, like a group of stray cats that heard the ‘king of street fighting’ reprimanding them, they all prostrated themselves on the ground, pressed their claws and paws, shrugged their heads and lowered their curtains, and then the entire makeshift camp outside of the city was left with only the iconic roar from the red dragon’s big sister, Liz Lit:

“Damn, Klinsmann that guy said that the battle line replenishment? He fucking stood me up again, tell that little king that if this kind of thing happens again, let him pick a head for me to rip off.”

On the side, the black dragon Alphonse and the white dragon Murfleur, a pair of hard-to-reach brothers, leaped their claws and tried to keep their presence to a minimum, then secretly exchanged words:

“Why does it feel like Big Sister Lizlette’s temper has gotten more and more violent lately?”

“You’ve noticed it too, huh? Guess? Is it some kind of postpartum depression?”

Mephile was also shocked, “But my memory is correct, Octavia’s three little dragons are almost in their juvenile years, aren’t they? Can you be depressed for that long?”

Alphonse smacked his lips, “How should I know? It’s not like I’ve ever banged a female dragon, and besides, I don’t think many males cared about it, anyway, my mom was always cyclically cranky at the time, and had nothing better to do than screw with me and Viola, and it was called a test, where’s your mom?”

Only to be rewarded with an angry stare from Mephile.

“Why are you looking at me again!” Alphonse was instantly offended.

“You clearly know that I’m an orphan without a dragon mom to raise me! You’re still deliberately bringing this up! I see that you want to taste the power of the dragon’s claw again, don’t you?”

“.” Alphonse finished speaking before he remembered that this one was a dragon egg right from being stolen by Drell or being salvaged from the bottom of the sea, a real and true orphan.

It is also because of this, repeatedly by that group of brothers and sisters who were raised by the white dragon mom used as a stepping stone to the chain of discrimination.

But who the hell still keep in mind the other party’s life and psychological minefield at all times ah!
But he was unwilling to apologize to the other party because of this point, and instantly said with a bad mouth:

“You were originally an orphan! So what if I mention it?”

“Ah! Eat my Frost Bite!” Murfleur groveled with exploding scales and wanted to pounce.

“You come on instead! As if I’m afraid of you!” Alvons rose up with open teeth and claws as well, like he was trying to inflate his form as much as possible to be bigger than his opponent.

Although he had really suffered enough from this Iron Headed Dragon, he was just unwilling to give in to this weakness after all these years!
He wanted to prove to Kraytian ‘mom’ that he, Alphonse, was the one who was the best child smasher!
“Shut up!” Lizlette snarled as she twisted her head, sparks flying.

“Oh,” the pair of hard-luck kids instantly shrunk back with gooseflesh.

“Mud, a pair of idiots, that’s actually a fight.”

Violla, who was disgusted, moved herself farther away from these two idiots, as if she was afraid of being infected by their ‘stupidity’.

At the same time, in her heart, she was also incredibly clear about the reason why Big Sister Lizlette was so grumpy.

No matter, last time when she went back to Warrens Harbor to replenish supplies, she realized that that guy David actually came to the new continent, and also brought gifts for his daughter, but he only didn’t come to see her, and didn’t even give her a message to summon her back.

Although the five-colored dragons, the males are so virtuous, to solve the rutting period can not see the shadow of the dragon.

But David, the red dragon, has done something similar to the metal dragon, and even stayed in the dragon’s nest for so long.

This kind of favoritism, naturally let as a red dragon Lizlette anger burning.

There was no place to vent this anger, so naturally, she could only get it back on the battlefield.

“It’s a good thing I didn’t send myself to the door in the first place.” Viora muttered to herself as she curled her tail.

But every time she went back to Warrens Harbor and saw the happy picture of Nymphadora and the girls, who looked like metal dragons, it was like a devilish voice murmured in the bottom of her heart:

If only I had gotten up the courage to join them in the first place .
“Blah blah blah! I wasn’t even a teenager yet, I couldn’t have let David get away with it!” Viora buried her head in her belly in a moment of chagrin.

On the other hand, facing the angry and aggressive red dragon, the human messenger in charge of summoning also knelt down on one knee, and according to the way of words and techniques taught by his own king, he first completely obeyed the other party’s temper:

“. Yes, Your Highness Lizlette, we will definitely bring your will to His Majesty.”

Then he began to truthfully and even slightly exaggerate the difficulties of the situation he was facing today:

“But the stalemate today is really not what His Majesty would like to see, and even more than anyone else, His Majesty would like to crush the Vitali Empire as soon as possible, after all, neither Lewaldon, nor the allied forces of the Middle Kingdom are united, and some of the nobles and lords are even listening to what they are told, and even more crucially, the High Elf Kingdom has always been keeping an eye on our movements, sending reinforcements to the Vitali Empire, destroying our supply lines, and sending supplies to us, and even more critically, the High Elf Kingdom is always keeping an eye on us, and sending us supplies. supplies, and destroying our supply lines…”

But he was interrupted by Lizlette’s abrupt interruption, “That’s enough! Did I ask you to come here just to listen to this nonsense that I don’t know how many times it has been repeated?”

“But…” Just as the anxious messenger soldier was still trying to calm down this increasingly irritable female Tyrannosaurus Rex, he suddenly stalled and stiffened up.

Immediately, all the dragons present instinctively turned their heads in unison to look over.

“My Lord!” At the entrance of the camp, the barbarian Loxinde and the ogre Monado immediately kneeled down on one knee to greet them.

“Davyutos~”

Lizlette, who had also sensed something, when she saw the figure that came with six long tail flames, her voice, which was originally still rough and furious, unconsciously ‘clamped’ up, as if she was still a forty-eight year old loli dragon:

“How did you come hum!” Only just warmed up, he remembered something and twisted his head over to sulk up.

The sound of ‘Davyutos’ had fooled the Alphonsus pair, and almost made Viora’s scales stand up with inexplicable glee.

It seemed that never in a million years did she realize that Lizlette could also possess such a vocal line.

Not to mention them, Lizlette herself wanted to dig a hole and bury her head in it.

It’s too embarrassing for the dragon!

Especially in front of David. David, who had just flapped his wings to create a hurricane in the sky, was just about to ask about the current situation when he sensed Lizlette’s ‘little mood’.

This already experienced ‘slag dragon’ immediately changed his mind and stuck his head up.

It didn’t matter if Lizlette was willing or not, whether she lost the dragon or not, she just rubbed herself hard.

Sure enough, as Lizlette’s olfactory skin filled with his scent, her originally tense body immediately relaxed her guard a little.

David immediately followed the way his own old man did to his dragon mom, and said earnestly in that low and magnetic voice at the she-Tyrannosaurus’s ear flippers:
“I’ve already met that child Octavia, a very cute and lively child, like you, hard work.”

“. Hmm.” Hearing those words, Lizlette instantly ‘softened’ at a speed visible to the naked eye, yet instinctively held her ground, the inexperienced red dragon not knowing how to react to this unprecedentedly ‘unfamiliar’ situation.

Of course, David knew that if he said some soft words at this time, it wouldn’t take long to make this red dragon become ‘sensible’ down.

But it was time consuming!

So he decided to take a shortcut.

“Come out with me for a minute.”

Davey instantly lifted his grip and grasped Lizlette’s hindquarters and pushed her out of the campground.

“What are you doing?”

Lizlette who had already gone through the dragon thing where still do not know what this guy intends to do, immediately embarrassed, nay not as strong as David, this kind of time also must not be as strong as the other party.

Although the five-colored dragon nature of the bold, but all the cooked dragons are watching it!
But the situation is stronger than the dragons, not long after, the camp outside the woodland once again resounded with the sound that made the dragons want to do something wrong and Lizlette deliberately suppressed gasps.

But it didn’t take long for the female dragon to let go of her nature.

She heard it, so what?
Whoever dares to laugh at her will be sent directly to Batou Hell.

A few hours later, night fell.

A relaxed David with scales oily smooth color is more and more brightly angled head Liz Lit back to the camp, step by step behind David, full of eyes are fascination and reminiscence.

Where there is still half a bit of the previous flavor of an active volcano that erupts when touched.

This completely quenched ah!
The dragons looked at each other.

So this is the correct operation?
“This is okay?” Murphylle, who hadn’t been handled by a mother dragon so far, only felt outrageous.

Indeed it just works.

There was a very counter-intuitive message amongst some of the nonsense David had read in his past life:

That was that clapping for love after a fight usually carried a different kind of wildness and roughness, and would make both parties feel more emotionally released, which was why there was a feeling that clapping for love after a fight was more uptight and more enjoyable.

So the ancient cloud of what ‘bed head quarrel bed end together’, ‘a gun to eliminate enmity’, to some extent there is its reasoning and scientific basis.

But this approach can not always be used, only emergency easing of some non-principle issues of conflict, can not be used as a rule, otherwise it is prone to big problems.

After solving the emotional and hormonal level problem of Lizlette, the female red dragon, David went straight to the topic:
“Tell me, what’s the situation now? Can the Vitali Empire’s royal capital be beaten down? How long will it take?”

That was the key.

He didn’t give a damn about the morality of Klinsmann’s undeclared war to provoke this dismemberment of the Empire.

Now that it’s been fought, and there’s a real chance of success.

Why not continue to fight?

[Arrogance]

At least from that perspective, Klinsmann made the right bet.

The timing was also caught just right, decisive enough and resolute enough.

The only thing that’s missing is hard power.

Vitaly Empire in the Middle Kingdom to maintain the hegemony for so many years, even if the emperor suddenly died, the power pivot chaos, but the thin dead camel is also bigger than a horse, just a few of the legend is enough to guard the door of the country.

And this moment has been diarrhea fire Liz Lit this moment where there is earlier half a point can not wait to attack the city blood flow into the river of the mind, squinting eyes just want to find a place to lie down, immediately enchanting raise the tip of the tail pointing to the messenger soldier said:

“You say it.”

“Yes!” Although this Lulvaden summoner had never seen David, he had long heard of this Second Red Plague who had abused the Dragon Slayer Warrior in the King’s Capital Grand Arena before he was promoted to Legend, so how could he dare to hesitate.

After a half a second, listening to this ‘not too complicated current situation’ David, the claw tip that couldn’t stop hitting the ground to emit a muffled sound suddenly gave a start:
“Mard, this group of High Elves, there are really shadows of them everywhere.”

I don’t know if it was expected, or if he was used to this group of long ears, but he realized that he couldn’t even get up from his [rage].

“But they’ve never had any formal, explicit military action, and once they make a move against them, I’m afraid that it will lead to a strong counterattack from the High Elves, and at that time…”

But just when they thought that David would also choose to ignore this bunch of shit-stirrers for the time being, and bring those two legendary red dragons that had shown their faces a few months ago to swoop straight into the imperial capital of the Vitali Empire.

Just then, they heard David laugh and lift his claw towards the sand table, and the military sand table instantly shattered in response:

“Counterattack on counterattack, we simply have ‘no land to lose’ nowadays, if their main force dares to return to the New Continent, we’ll fight our way back to the Dark Mountains of Scannis, and if they don’t come back, we’ll completely cut off the claws of this off-field fiddling.

“It’s called, back and forth to heavenly justice.

“And don’t forget, we, for one, can fly.

“The initiative is always in our clawed heads.

“And if we don’t kill these guys, we can’t take it out on Ms. Lizlette.”

“Uh-huh, I’m not so angry now.”

Lizlette’s tail immediately tangled with David’s, showing her love in public.

‘That’s okay?’ Murphylle and Alphonse, who had eaten a mouth full of dragon food, looked at each other in dismay.

Like, learned?

Tried to flounder, but didn’t. I’ll try again on Sunday.

(End of chapter)