"Great and merciful and mighty master, your most faithful servant has done what you have told you!"

Gordon woke up from the darkness as soon as he heard the first syllable.

The black dragon lying in the open space opened its vertical pupils, with two pupils, the double lens could easily focus, enlarge and contract, and it could clearly see the surrounding things.

The first thing that caught its eye was the seemingly never-extinguishing bonfire in the hall, the sparks floating everywhere, and the bumpy walls covered with black and blue ferns that had been submerged in darkness, a familiar scene.

However, there was one more lying on the ground under the field of vision, and his head was almost overwhelmed by the ground, looking up at his ...... Ugly green-skinned monsters?

Obviously, the sound was made by this monster.

It also knows that it is the family members who have just received it not long ago.

The black dragon looked at the books scattered around him on the detailed map of the Free Capital, which was already a little crumpled.

There is also a dragonborn girl who sleeps sweetly with her tail in her arms, and her bare feet are in contact with his forelimbs with tender flesh pads, which are warm and warm.

Gordon soon realized that he had fallen asleep while studying a map of the sewers.

After two battles in a row, the dragon's breath and physical strength exploded directly drained the energy stored in its body.

Not a drop left!

Then he overeaten, and with the fact that he was still in the growth stage of the brood, it was normal to feel sleepy.

It gently twitched the slender tail in the girl's arms, moving its body carefully, and its gentle movements kept the dragonborn girl from waking up from her movements.

It's been a long, long time since she's slept like this, in a warm room (hall), with the love of her heart (the dragon), carefree, without having to worry about anything.

In the dream, the corners of her mouth are slightly curved, and it is obvious that the story in the dream is as beautiful as reality.

Gordon stood up from the map, like a cat, and stretched.

The dragon's wings silently spread out in the hall, and the wind that blew made the bonfire sway a little.

Dragons say they are reptiles, clad in scaly armor, and contemptuous say they are large, flying lizards.

But it's a special species in its own right, not a reptilian species.

Its first half is the construction of the big cats, both skeletal and muscular.

However, the musculature from the cervical vertebrae to the tail vertebrae is the same as that of the python.

It has to be said that both of these are apex predators in the natural world of the previous life.

Gordon lifted his neck, which was already somewhat elevated, first looking around, and then at the elite goblin that was almost buried in the ground.

"Get up!"

Its voice was cold and hoarse, the original voice of the lava dragon, without a hint of camouflage.

However, its words were soft, as if it did not want to disturb the sleeping girl.

Looking around just now, it had already seen a building that had suddenly appeared in the hall.

A circular platform, about three feet above the ground, was the nest it had commanded the goblins to build.

The building materials were obtained by demolishing the house that was originally used by the Goblin Warriors and Priests.

Although it is not 100% restored by Gordon, it does not pick and choose the craft of goblins.

Now there is no position to pick and choose.

If it weren't for the sake of majesticism, it would sleep the same on the ground.

Yesterday it was still sleeping in the garbage heap.

"Yes, master!"

The green-skinned goblin's voice was originally very low, but seeing that Gordon's voice was not loud at this time, its voice was even lowered.

Thankfully, the dragon doesn't have an outer ear, but it has its own unique ability to capture sounds, made up of scales that are frilled enough to hear every movement around it.

So, even though there was a distance, Gordon could still hear what was muttering in the mouth of the green-skinned monster in front of him.

When it saw the green-skinned goblin get up, it was still hunched over, keeping its height as low as possible, as if it was afraid of attracting the displeasure of its new master.

But Gordon didn't have the heart to think about it so much, it just glanced at it slightly.

He left the place with vigorous steps, without a sound, and the goblin behind him quickly limped after him.

The damage caused by magma to it is not enough to heal in a day.

But the pleasure of its soul now far outstripped the pain of its flesh, and after it saw Gordon nod in satisfaction, and even lay down on the round platform for a while.

Gordon didn't have long to lie on his stomach before he leaped off a three-foot-high round platform.

I have to say that lying on a higher place, the scenery is different, no wonder so many real dragons like to build nests on high mountains.

"Let's go! ”

After leaping from the platform, Gordon commanded the goblin who followed behind him.

"Yes, my master!"

The goblin was not impatient and full of respect, and of course, it did not dare.

.......

After walking out of the hall, Gordon nodded in satisfaction, he didn't pay attention when he came just now, and only found out when he calmed down and observed.

The goblin lair here is not randomly generated, but the location is too good.

First of all, there is a sewer channel outside the Goblin Hall, and across the four or five meters wide channel is a dark wall with no place to stay.

It is different from the previous building pattern in which Gordon saw a foothold on the opposite side when he was drying up the river, and there was a bridge coming over.

And there are only two corridors out of this hall.

One left and one right, a few meters to the left is a corner, which is the direction in which Gordon came, and the right is a little longer, but it also has a corner.

The width of the road can only accommodate the normal passage of an adult, and one more will not be able to squeeze into the deep river flowing with sewage.

Both corridors are sheltered by corners, making the light of the bonfire in the hall difficult for the outside world to detect.

And Gordon was still on the periphery of the hall, that is, from the right sidewalk, out of the lair.

Upon exiting, it found that the route from the goblin lair was very remote, in the cracks in the connection between the normal sewer pipes.

If the adventurer is wearing armor, as long as the body is a little stronger, it is difficult to squeeze in sideways.

Gordon, who already had a certain impression of the surrounding map, naturally knew that if there was a crack, he would walk to the sewer avenue.

Just follow this path all the way up, then turn left a few more times at the intersection and you'll soon meet or see another goblin tribe.

The name of that tribe is Kaz, which in the Goblin language is the name of the gods, and can also be called the tribe of the gods.

But the strength is just a little stronger than the Galak clan that Gordon conquered today.

In the words of the elite goblins around him, Kaz is clearly an act of gilding himself.

When the goblins talked about it, they were still a little angry, and it was obvious that the relationship was also tense.

However, Gordon has not yet recovered, and has not fully explored the surrounding situation, so for the time being, he will have to wait here for a few days before conquering the next one.

Eat one by one, stabilize the basic plate first, and then slowly nibble.

It's just a young dragon, and although it has a big appetite, its strength is limited, and Gordon understands this truth.

So, Gordon made a few rounds around, but he didn't see a single mouse, and he found nothing.

However, its original purpose was to familiarize itself with the environment, and by the way, it corresponded to the map in memory.

It didn't take long for it to return to the hall with the goblin.

However, before returning, it told the goblins to set traps in the corridors on both sides to prevent anyone from sneaking in.

After all, it doesn't want to become a cycle of its own.

"Yes, master!"

After hearing Gordon's command, the goblin immediately moved several ready-made traps from the hall.

Large traps.

Gordon frowned slightly after seeing this, and spread his dragon wings, preventing the goblins from wanting to step forward and directly give one to the nearby Yongdao.

"Use this?"

Its voice is skeptical?

"Yes, master, big, big, good!"

The green-skinned goblin holds the giant trap in his hand as if to show off.

After all, if you've seen the small, you know that the big one is good.

The same goes for goblins, in its concept, no matter what it is, big is always better than small, and there is a kind of seasoned familiarity......

Gordon couldn't help but hold his forehead after hearing this, and his subordinates had to worry about the lack of IQ of his subordinates.

It said lightly.

"Put it back!

In order to minimize the risk to his own life, Gordon thought about it, but still didn't let those goblins do it himself.

Pinning your life on a group of goblins is an extremely irresponsible manifestation.

With a strain in his mind, Gordon found dozens of alarm traps that fit this terrain.

Then Gordon began to instruct the goblins on standby to start crafting.

Its claws, to be honest, are not as sensitive as these dwarf goblins.

It took almost two hours for Gordon and the goblins to finally put the perimeter on guard.

As long as someone triggers it, the goblin scout hiding in the shadows will definitely be able to run back and report it as soon as possible.

In this way, Gordon will have a lot of choices at that time, and he will not be disrupted by an untouchable attack.

Nina, who woke up halfway through, came over to see Gordon a few times, but she didn't trap, she just watched for a while.

I went back and continued to nibble on the obscure spell primer.

Wait until you are completely busy with things near the territory, because there is no sky contrast, so Gordon doesn't know how long it has been.

I only know that there is already some hunger in the lower abdomen.

Then Gordon returned to the campfire hall, and saw the dragonborn girl who was leaning against the high platform and reading a book, her little head shaky and dozing.

Gordon smiled helplessly, and gently touched the little girl's head with her forelimbs, and Nina woke up with a spirit.

"Mr. Gotton, you're back?"

"It's time to eat!"

It said indifferently.

"Okay!"

Nina hurriedly got up, but she felt a little unsteady after getting up, but Gordon opened her dragon wings and let her hold on, and then she balanced.

The place to dine is not on the high platform, but by the campfire.

Although it has not been concocted by magma, as long as it is not frozen, Gordon can still accept it.

Before leaving, it glanced back at the high platform.

It was shining with silver, and it was clear that Nina's coins had been scattered on the high platform.

"Let's go! I'm going to eat sharp-billed frogs tonight. ”

Gordon didn't look back, and said to Nina behind him.

"Mr. Gordon, wait for me!"

Finally stabilized her figure, and Nina, who was a little numb in her feet, saw that Gordon was gone, and hurriedly chased after her.

The other goblins in the hall all looked at the two people and one dragon who looked a little out of place in the hall.

Silent!

The bonfire, still burning, the dinner party, has begun.