266.Chapter 266 – Bite the Hook

Chapter 266: Bite the Hook

Under the interrogation of the two cautious metal dragons who had been beaten by society, Otis, who was nearly collapsed, confessed everything:

“Really, I don’t have any other intention, not to mention that I’m not a spy from the five-colored dragon, it’s really just a poor elf who longs to go home with the help of the power of your metal dragons, ah!”

As it turns out, the High Elf’s beeswax earplugs were just a cover-up to deceive himself.

Ear hearing blown out by dragon’s breath during the battle with the red dragon?

It’s okay, it’s not a professional match for Vlatimir, who had been imprisoned by David for two and a half years and was unable to speak.

A claw directly pressed on Otis’s brain, as the brass dragon belly began to flutter regularly, the magic sound began to directly instill the brain, when the brass dragon’s chattering speech offensive dominated the feeling of despair, is back!
With that, Vuratimir, while giving a brainwashing mental lesson through ventriloquism to the elf who had crashed his good deed uninvited, verbally communicated to Sebritz, who was deep in thought beside him:
“What do you think? Seems like a good opportunity.”

At the same time, the humiliation and resentment suffered at Davy’s Red Dragon camp that year once again haunted his mind.

What? In the end, he was released into the wilderness by Davy Eutos on his own initiative? One should be grateful to that red dragon?

Bullshit! I fought for nearly a thousand days and nights to be free!
If it wasn’t for my strong beliefs and never gave up fighting? How could that tyrannical and shameless red dragon let the dragon go?
He knew that all his poop had been collected by the red dragon’s dependents as alchemy materials and sold for gold coins!
At the same time, thanks to his Vulatimir’s book “Red Dragon Camp Insights”, he let more metal dragons know that their daily lives were creating value!

Vlatimir did some math afterward, and immediately felt like his aorta was leaking and poofing out blood.

But knowing this, he had never dared to actively raise the thought of taking revenge on that red dragon, Daviyutos.

That red dragon was nothing short of a demon, always coming up with ways to shut himself up.

Making a brass dragon unable to speak was worse than killing him.

This was also the reason why he didn’t even dare to stay in the Old Continent after being released into the wilderness, and directly ran to the New Continent, Granier, to build his nest.

When he heard the news that the original campsite of Davyurtos, the red dragon that deserved to go to hell, had been taken over by the High Elves, he almost went to the capital of the High Elves to have a biography book signing to express his pleasure and gratitude.

But just as Vladimir was about to do so, he heard his good friend Sebritz dismiss the idea out of hand.
“No good, Vlatimir, you haven’t seen him in over forty years and can’t even imagine how terrifying that red dragon has become.”

Seeing the stubbornness in the eyes of this brass dragon, Sebritz sighed and continued:
“You although because of that experience through the new biographies in the Granier fire made a name for yourself and gained today’s strength and achievements, but my friend, believe me, not every adventure will gain positive benefits, if you still want to have freedom of speech, listen to me and don’t mess with that red dragon.”

But the brass dragon who had already taken a shortcut to promotion once, where else would he be willing to climb the career ladder one step at a time.

The experience he once had made him vaguely perceive the truth that as a bard, behind closed doors you can’t become a renowned Legendary Bard Sage, and most importantly, you have to learn to rub it in.

If you ask who has been the most talked about topic in this realm in recent years, after the Red Scourge Pavla’s ascension to godhood, it would undoubtedly be that red dragon named David Eutaw!
Seeing the enemy that had imprisoned and humiliated him at the beginning become an existence that made the entire continent look at him, it was even worse than him not being able to become famous himself.

And if he wanted to quickly create a ‘big news’, then it would be right to look for the second Red Plague of Davy Eutos.

With a twinkle in his eye, he began to follow his lead:

“Oh, Sebritz, if I remember correctly, you were looted of all your treasures when you were captured by him, weren’t you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have come to me, who is writing a new biography in the nest, my friend, this is a chance to get it back in the name, with these war materials to sell, you can save enough money to rebuy the travel equipment, are you really afraid of him?”

Being revealed the scar Sebritz flicked his tail and interrupted:
“There’s no need to provoke me, we’re both ‘bards’, this kind of linguistic gimmick won’t work on me! As for the ‘coils’, I’ll get them together myself, don’t need you to worry about it.”

Vuratimir however still refused to die:
“Sebritz, you don’t have to be so hasty to refuse, listen to me, in fact, we don’t need to clash with Daviyutos head on at all.”

“Huh?” Only then did Sebritz look at this ill-intentioned brass dragon with some doubt.

“Look for yourself, it’s been a few years since Daviyutos took over Port Vorenz with his dragon army, have you seen him show his face anywhere? Maybe he’s gone to other realms to wreak havoc.”

The Silver Dragon Warrior Monk instantly sneered, “Is that the reason you summoned up the courage? Thinking that he won’t come after us in the fall?”

“Settle scores? If he doesn’t know that we have done this, who is he going to find to settle the score, this plan was initiated by the High Elf Dark Celestial Harp, if he wants to find it, he should also look for that group of Long Ears, what does it have to do with us Metal Dragons?”

“What do you mean?” Sebritz vaguely guessed the other party’s idea, but felt that it was still not very reliable.

“You’ve already guessed haven’t you? My dear friend.”

The brass dragon grinned, wagging his tail at the already dull-eyed elf Otis:

“We can completely disguise ourselves as High Elves, put all the blame on those long ears, and when it’s done, we’ll take the sold treasures and run away to other realms on the eve of our trip, and then we’ll write about it in my new biography for the public, and at that time, sign your second author’s name, how’s that sound?
“You know, Davyutos has never lost a battle since he stepped into the public eye, so if his strategy of attacking the Vitali Empire fails because of us, we may well be able to become legends in one fell swoop with the applause of all the people?”

Seeing that Sebritz finally stopped squeaking, and was vaguely moved, Vulatimir whispered like a devil:
“What are you still hesitating for? My dear friend! The Platinum Dragon God may have already fallen! Metal dragons and even Dragon Island are doomed to decline, and it’s not impossible that we may even encounter a dragon war, if we don’t make a profit at this time, we may not have such a good opportunity in the future!”

In the end, it was these words that touched Sebritz.

However, unlike what Vulatimir had imagined, what touched this silver dragon was not the chance to make a decent profit, but rather, the chance to touch the door of the legend.

He, Sebritz, traveled in the realm and still needed treasure?

A ‘It’s time for dragon food again brothers’ was enough for him to set foot in the other realms.

What? Hunting on his own?

Wouldn’t that be a waste of his charisma that could bring a chimera to its knees?
But Vuratimir was right about one thing, the platinum dragon god’s faith was lost, the metal dragons were in danger of their own herd, and the only way to make something of this doomed upheaval was to seize the time with every possible opportunity to achieve legend, and perhaps do something about it for the sake of, or goodbye to, his home island of dragons, which had been a long time in the coming upheaval.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked deeply at his brass dragon friend:
“Perhaps, you are right my friend, it is time for us to do something.”

Even if there was just a chance to slow down the pace of the war of that red dragon, Davyutos, it seemed to ease the potential crisis of Dragon Island a little.

Even if he was a prodigal son, he could tell the difference between right and wrong.

“This is the fearless ‘Desert Dancer’ Sebritz I know.”

The two metal dragons with their own thoughts immediately got up and touched their heads, their two tails slapped in mid-air, and the alliance agreement was established by default.

Then, in front of the dazzling attention of the elf Otis, they became two high elves.

Although the whole time with earplugs did not hear the two metal dragons ”kakakak” said something, but watching this scene where do not know that these two metal dragons pushed the pot to their elves intend to ah! There was only one thought left in his mind that made him tremble:

”He should not be silenced, right!

With the addition of these two young metal dragon cosplayers, the Dark Celestial Lyre’s plan to strike the supply lines against the frontline dragons and the siege of the Vitali Imperial Capital in Lewaldon was like a godsend.

In less than half a month, just this ‘three elves’ combination joined by this pair of metal dragons had managed to dry up more than thirty votes.

Including food, siege equipment, alchemy potions, and church divine art scrolls, it filled up and robbed a full hundred carts, filling up a canyon that was temporarily used to store stolen goods.

Such a formidable battle performance stunned the High Elves who organized this strike.

The only thing that puzzled them was, where were the looted supplies?

Just when they managed to contact this former elf sea officer Otis who tried to join their organization through layers and layers of single lines, what they got, was an ‘offer to trade’.

Marder, actually taking the supplies captured from the battlefield and openly asking for money.

Or such a huge amount of money at such an astronomical price.

If this didn’t know what had happened to him, he could just pick his brains out.

At the same time, far away in the port of Warrens to accompany his daughter by way of perfunctory sister David, to see disappeared busy for a period of time Nymphadora back to the nest on their own wagging that long big tail, where can not know, there is a fish on the hook.

Most likely, or a big fish.

But Nymphadora’s words were what left him stunned on the spot:

“The bait was greatly, the net was thrown too wide, and it seems that a group of metal dragons were brought in with one net.”

“Ah? Metal dragons?” This was something that David had not expected in any way.

After all, with the loss of Bahamut’s Pillar of Faith, the Metal Dragon’s side had long been in chaos.

It could be imagined what ingredient should be the one who still had the leisure to participate in this kind of thing at this moment.

“Are you sure?” David asked.

Nymphadora, however, laughed somewhat derisively:
“Just half a month in a region where more than thirty transportation teams were robbed one after another, although the various techniques were different, but actually not a single person died, do you think, this kind of ridiculous thing, besides that gang of metal dragons, who else could have done it?”

“Indeed.” David was also happy at once.

This was indeed something that only metal dragons could do.

Although the means were a bit uncouth, it was a moral burden iterated.

Being in the same camp of goodness, this was the most significant difference between High Elves and Metallic Dragons.

The kindness of the majority of the high elves is aimed at a specific range of their own approval, and at the same time has a very high degree of leeway.

In David’s words, it is the kind of extreme selfishness that still considers itself a saintly mother.

So in the eyes of those high elves, you are a soldier, you also help the colorful dragon puppet regime to transport supplies to invade other countries, you are deserving of death, pull up the bowstring to harvest the life without blinking.

Metal dragons are different, they may have their own set of principles to do things, and even don’t care much about the feelings and thoughts of other intelligent beings, but at least when they have the ability to do so, they will still try to do as little as possible for the meaningless killing of innocent beings.

After all, at least half of those who do the transportation of supplies are farmers who were forcibly recruited by the nobles, so why would you do nothing to kill them?

I’m afraid that the smart and clever Sebritz and the others didn’t expect their existence to be exposed so quickly, or in such a ‘stupid’ way.

“Do we need to find a way to clear them out first?” Nymphadora asked.

In her opinion, although David was a red dragon, he was ultimately half silver dragon blood, and no matter what, he had to give Lord Attilicia a face.

At least in her judgment, the two metal dragons involved were seeking wealth.

But David was straightforward and retorted on:

“No, such a large amount of supplies, that group of high elves will inevitably not let go, perhaps already realized something is not certain, this kind of time to do this kind of redundant things, it is very easy to ‘hit the grass to scare the snakes’.”

David paused, tapping his paw and said:

“Since we’ve already peddled in together, let’s catch them together.”

“But… On the Dragon Island side,” Nymphadora was a little worried that with the interruption of Bahamut’s faith, this kind of unnecessary misunderstanding at such a sensitive moment could easily lead to the misjudgment of the metal dragon.

If a dispute between the five-colored dragons and the metal dragons was triggered because of this, it would be too unprofitable.

David, however, waved his tail:
“What are you afraid of, they metal dragons can play elves to stir up our business, can’t I play as a metal dragon to stir up their Dragon Island business? Put your mind at ease, I know those guys too well, they won’t be able to turn the world upside down.”

He hadn’t forgotten that the dragon father wanted to take him back to Dragon Island.

It was just right, to settle it all together.

“Have Aliana and the girls stake out the perimeter of that shipment ahead of time, and wait for the High Elves to enter the net.

“And then, all in one fell swoop.”

(End of chapter)