Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 15 Crisis
The Black Spine Mountains belong to the Lugo Province in the empire's territory, but in the eyes of other countries, the Black Spine Mountains have always been their inherent territory. To the small number of indigenous people here, the Black Spine Mountains do not belong to anyone... Only the red dragon who now claims to be the master of the Black Spine Mountains has no claim and is a true outsider.

The Black Ridge Mountains are so barren, with many mountains and uneven terrain, and scarce resources. There are no minerals, and alchemical herbs are rarely collected. There are also few animal resources in this deserted place. For this reason, it is normal for a red dragon to occupy this place and not care about anything while everyone verbally claims ownership.

As for the indigenous people, they certainly have something to say, but their numbers are too small and their strength is too weak, so their voices are small and no one can hear them.

Even so, compared to the Great Glacier which is covered with ice and snow all year round, the Black Ridge Mountains are relatively good as there are still people living in the Great Glacier. Naturally, there are human settlements, such as Gray Mountain Town.

At this time, Huishan Town, which is not far from the Dragon's Nest in a straight line, is welcoming a group of guests from the most essential areas in the heart of the empire.

As a local noble, Sir Roger has always been in charge of major events in Gray Mountain Town, so it is natural for him to welcome these guests now.

First comes the inevitable greetings and courtesies, and then we can finally get down to business.

"Sir, do you know why we are here?" A blonde woman among the guests asked first.

"Because of that wanted criminal of the Empire." Sir Roger also has his own channels.

"Our spies say he is now working for the red dragon in the Black Ridge Mountains," the black-haired man said. "You have lived here for generations, but you didn't know about this?"

Sir Roger was silent for a long time, and then answered: "I don't know... Although this is the territory of our family, we don't live here most of the year."

The black-haired man did not continue to embarrass them. After all, they were not here for this purpose. He changed the subject and said, "Then we want to know more information about the red dragon, do you know?"

Sir Roger did some research, and blurted out the intelligence: "The red dragon came to the Black Ridge Mountains about two years ago and attacked Gray Mountain Town, killing 50 people. After everyone worked together to repel it, it has been safe since then..."

The conversation lasted about half an hour with questions and answers.

The conversation was over, but it was not so easy to end. Soon after, the only tavern in Gray Mountain Town that served adventurers posted a notice. After all, Sir Roger had done some research, but that was all.

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Cole is a native of Gray Mountain Town and an adventurer, but not the low-level adventurer you can find everywhere. He deals with ferocious wolves, giant spiders, evil cultists, and bloodthirsty ghouls every day. He has basically mastered the characteristics of his profession and will take the initiative to throw himself into the crises around him.

"Investigate the explosion and the red dragon?" Cole held the empty wine glass. "The reward is quite generous... The location of the explosion, the instigator of the explosion, the origin of the red dragon, the temperament of the red dragon, and the power of the red dragon. As long as you know any one of them, you can get the reward?"

"Marus! Salamander!" Cole finished reading the notice, "It's time to live."

At that time, two men stood up from the corner and slowly walked to the notice board. One of them patted the butt of a big-butt waitress passing by and asked, "What's the matter? What's written on the notice?"

Cole told what he saw, and the man nicknamed Salamander shook his head and said, "Investigate the Red Dragon? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"There's no need to challenge the red dragon head-on," Cole said.

"Nonsense." Malus said loudly, "If we can challenge the red dragon head-on, why are we still here as adventurers?" "That was an adult red dragon." Malus said with his hands dancing, "When it attacked Gray Mountain Town before, we all went out to drive it away with great difficulty. Iron Hand died. The red dragon slapped him against the wall and he died... How dare he? That was a red dragon, not a manticore, not a deer eagle."

"I'm not going anyway." The man nicknamed Salamander shook his head.

"I won't go either," said Malus. "I have a family to support."

"If you don't go, I will. It's just an investigation. I'm a ranger and I'm not afraid." Although his two companions objected, Cole still insisted.

Malus tried to persuade him a few more times, but seeing that Cole was stubborn, he stopped trying.

Cole was very active. He went back to pack his things after drinking. First he bought weapons and equipment, daggers and shields, bows and arrows, and then various adventure props, from healing potions to poisons, as well as basic hemp ropes, grappling hooks, rock spikes... The ever-burning torches emitted magical light that would never go out, and telescopes were essential for adventures.

Cole set out on his mission the next day and spent a day approaching the dragon's nest. Considering the red dragon's excellent eyesight, he walked very carefully along the way until he saw a young dragon.

The young dragon was not very big, not even as big as a lion or a tiger, and had beautiful scarlet scales that were brighter than rubies.

If he could kill the young dragon and peel off the scales, those scales could be sold as rubies, perhaps even for a gold coin each.

Cole was really moved.

As for what to do with the investigation mission? The sudden appearance of the mission to investigate the explosion and the red dragon must have some meaning. He had never thought about what would happen if he delayed the important matter.

Could he bear the violent pursuit of the Red Dragon who had experienced the pain of losing his child? No matter how lacking in family affection, the Red Dragon would not be indifferent to seeing a child being killed. He had not thought about it.

Don't expect a little adventurer to have so many ideas. After all, even the world is just a huge makeshift team.

At the same time, Leon had no idea that he was being targeted.

This is normal. A ranger who is proficient in wild survival is not easy to find without warning.

Anyway, he was running around happily in the woods with a cat-like gait.

Yes, at first glance, a real dragon looks like a reptile, like a lizard, with its muscular body, long, thick neck, horned or frilled head with a convex mouth, and winding tail, but in fact a dragon's physical features are more like those of a cat, and it walks with its hind feet landing on the position of its front feet. Elegant.

Found it, a rabbit hole. As long as he dug it, there would be rabbits to eat. Eating fish every day was really boring. Leon raised his butt and dug the hole, completely unaware of the danger that was coming.

Cole was very confident. He knew that he could not deal with an adult red dragon that was as tall as a two-story building, but a baby dragon that was not even as tall as his thigh was a piece of cake.

Just a young dragon.

(End of this chapter)