Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 74 The Warming Up of War

"Oh? Sauta and the others are back?"

Ron lay on top of the gold coins, looking at Floris, who was still dressed in the style of a white-collar beauty and wearing black stockings, reported to himself, feeling happy.

Floris, who took over the management of the territory, held a stack of papyrus documents and said, "Yes, they brought back a large amount of food and a group of captives."

The powerful memory of the high-level mage Floris does not need the documents that record the development of the territory. The stack of papyrus is the decoration she carried with her at Ron's suggestion.

"Also," Floris said, "I'm a little boring playing this role."

Half a month passed, and the novelty quickly ran out, and Floris wanted to end this performance and devote her energy to the next thing she was interested in.

Play as you want and leave as you want?

The corners of Ron's mouth curled up: "You are now the subordinate of the real dragon, the manager of the real dragon's territory. To resign, you need the permission of the real dragon, but I reject your request."

Ron took out the employment contract he signed after coaxing Floris to act as his subordinate, euphemistically saying "If you want to act, then simply carry it through to the end", and let Floris, who was fully committed to the performance, unsuspectingly The name is left on the employment contract.

"It's written in black and white that the employment relationship cannot be unilaterally terminated after it is signed." Long En said with a smile.

"Besides, acting as the subordinate of a real dragon, following a real dragon, and witnessing the footsteps of a real dragon is a matter that takes a long time. You have only played it for a few days, and you will not be able to appreciate the essence of it."

Glancing at the remorseful Floris, Ron's mood became more cheerful: "Don't mention the matter of resignation for the time being, show me the prisoners that Sauta and the others brought back."

Ron grabbed Floris's waist and flew her towards Blackstone Town.

A huge majestic blue figure descended from the sky, and the tauren, kobolds, and goblins, who were a little more bloodthirsty than before the departure, fell to their knees and praised Ron's name.

"How did the mission go?"

Scar, the kobold commander who was ordered to lead this operation, has become calmer and calmer after experiencing several small wars, his eyes are shining with cold wisdom, and he is no longer as chaotic and noisy as other kobolds. Ron adored and awed as always.

It replied in a fluent common language without the sound of "barking", "My lord, your servant has completed your order and brought back a total of 180 kilograms of grain."

"Not bad." Ron nodded.

The order he gave Scar was to bring back 100 million kilograms of grain, which was nearly doubled.

Nearly 200 million kilograms of grain is enough for the entire territory to eat for one season, and coupled with the territory's own production, it is enough to support the territory's agriculture to resume normal production.

Ron raised his head, looking at the carriages and carts filled with grain, as well as the thin and cowering refugees around the carriages and carts.

"My lord, those humans are the refugees we recruited to deliver food after we forced the human nobles to hand over the food."

Ron signaled that he knew, and said, "Let Glengo receive them, and now bring over the prisoners you captured."

"Yes, my lord."

Wilder, who had been stripped of all his magic equipment and armor, was escorted up by two dragon-blooded kobolds.

Wilde, who was exhausted and weak from the torment, raised his head, looked up at the majestic blue dragon, and finally knew what monster he was defeated by.

After the defeat, he has been unable to accept it. When he closes his eyes, he sees the Second Army slaughtered by powerful monsters.

Knowing that those monsters are the family members of the real dragon, he can finally use the power of the real dragon to paralyze himself, allowing himself to temporarily walk out of the shadow of failure.

"Who are you?" Ron looked at the human in front of him.

Wilder, who had been tortured several times by kobolds along the way, was now able to tell his identity without any burden.

"The commander of the Second Legion of the Fasciti Kingdom Expeditionary Army, Verde Pascal, the second son of Earl Pascal of the Fasciti Kingdom."

It turned out to be a high-ranking official of the Fasciti Kingdom Expeditionary Force invited by the northern rebels.

Ron casually asked a few questions about the battle situation between the Northern Rebel Army and the Duke of Boren's armies, and Wilde answered them one by one in an extremely cooperative manner. He only said a word when Ron asked about the Faciti Kingdom's expeditionary force. Not sent.

"Let them reclaim wasteland, my territory does not support idlers."

Ron didn't have much interest in this group of soldiers from the Fasciti Kingdom, he just regarded it as an extra group of slaves who could work.

Hearing Ron's words, Wilde suddenly said: "Your Excellency the Great Dragon, in accordance with the nobles' war regulations, I beg to write to my family to raise a ransom for my ransom."

Wilder believes that the real dragon should not refuse the gold coin.

Ron looked at Wilder and said, "You are only the second son, and you can't even inherit the title. How much ransom can your family pay for you?"

Wilde gritted his teeth and said, "Although I can't inherit the family's territory, I am still a fief baron. The territory is a town with prosperous business, and I can earn [-] gold coins every year just from taxes."

Ron thought for a while and said, "Yes."

Wilder breathed a sigh of relief, but he heard Ron say again: "Tell Glengo, this human doesn't need to go to reclamation, arrange some easy work for him, and find someone to watch him closely, don't let my gold coins escape .”

Wilder wanted to ask Ron what the arrangement meant, but Ron ignored him. He spread his wings and flew into the sky. After circling over Blackstone Town, he flew back to the Dragon's Nest amidst the respect and fear of the family members.

Before landing, Ron saw two real dragons, one gold and one silver, also flying towards the dragon's nest.

Ron put Floris down and waited for the two dragons to fly close.

Watching the gold and silver dragons fall to the ground and transform into human forms, Ron smiled and said, "Welcome back, two excellent employees."

Vidirpan rolled his eyes, but Curelia said seriously: "Four days ago, Bolun maintained a confrontation with the rebels in the north, and the rebels in the east suddenly gave up blocking the defense of the Duchy of Lamington and chose to attack south. , the war spread to the southern province of the Principality of Bolon, and the Lamington support army has arrived in the Great Plains of Botillon, and the war may have begun now."

Ron's eyelids twitched, and he said: "It seems that the rebels in the eastern border can't hold on any longer. The confrontation between the rebels in the northern border and the Duke of Bolun has been delayed for too long, and their idea of ​​overdrawing the entire eastern border to find leaks has failed. Invade the southern border to plunder resources to maintain the operation of the army."

"At the same time, it can also allow the Principality of Lamington to step in, break the confrontation between the northern rebels and the Duke of Beron, and force them to start a decisive battle."

Ron narrowed his eyes: "It's a conspiracy to kill two birds with one stone."

Ron thought for a moment, and said, "Pass me the order, conscription."

(End of this chapter)