Steel Dragon, Sherland Rock.

This is a very unique 'outlier' even among dragons.

First of all, there are only two kinds of dragons who are generally rooted in the dungeon, one is the color dragon that has pulled too much hatred on the surface and is hunted down and has no way to go to the sky.

When, that kind of ferocious and evil color dragon who has not yet had strong strength dies to a certain point, then there are not many choices in front of them.

Either you can achieve a group of dragon slayer warriors, and finally die without a whole body, and all your bodies will become materials for legendary equipment.

Or, escape to the dungeon.

In the chaotic underworld, dragons can still survive as long as they don't provoke a few huge forces.

Another kind of dragon is born in the dungeon, since he was a child in the cruel dungeon to survive, and when he grew up, he finally became the king of the mountain in the 'Monkey Mountain'.

And the steel dragon, Sheran Locke, does not meet the above two conditions.

As a powerful geriatric submetallic dragon, Sheran Rock ran to the lower plane of his own free will.

And he didn't come down to make a fortune in a dungeon where there was no sunlight, his purpose here was very pure, that is, to make money.

Yes, make money.

As a dragon, Sherlanrock does not plunder wealth by force and killing, unlike the color dragons.

Nor is it like a noble metal dragon that accepts the worship and favor of other intelligent races.

The dragon who first arrived in the dungeon did not have a copper plate on his body, and his first pot of gold was accumulated by the Adventurers' Guild after receiving several high-bounty tasks.

After that, the steel dragon lent out all the gold coins he earned.

Dragon card compound interest usury, dungeon residents deserve to have~

Of course, the dungeon-dwellers were full of glowing plants, and they couldn't imagine how crazy the compound loan sharks were.

When Ganglong came to collect debts and reported the amount receivable, as many usury as he put away, as many people as he lifted the table to be a liar.

And the result is not suspenseful, the size of the fist determines that the debt must be repaid.

Who would have thought that the original family business of Waterdeep, which is now rooted in the dungeon, was all due to the violent collection of usury by the city lord?

At this moment, the city lord of Deep Water City, who did not follow the normal path at all, smiled and poured tea for Charlie and his party one by one.

They sat in the back garden of the City Lord's Mansion, with blue skies and white clouds woven by illusion above their heads.

It's a pity that the sun is false, the 'sunshine' is sprinkled, and there is no half a point of temperature.

Charlie took a sip from his teacup.

The dungeon can't cultivate tea on the surface because of the light, so the tea leaves on the surface are fried at a sky-high price here, and Charlie can drink a sip of the black tea that is abundant in the Golden Empire on the surface here.

In the dungeon, if you want to drink such a cup of tea every day, it requires extremely large financial resources.

Sheran Rock loves to make money, but he doesn't like the flamboyant tongues of merchants.

Thanks to this, he did not completely degenerate into the 'dragon's shame'.

Xia Lanluo, who felt that he had entered the friendship of the landlords, went straight to the point, "So, I don't know if His Majesty's subordinate god has come to Deep Water City, where the divine light cannot shine, 'what advice'?" ”

Yinlong's temper is really good.

Charlie thinks that is the case with Antanaron, and so is Artemisia today.

Artemicia just sat there quietly, and was asked by the lord of the dungeon City, and urgently changed the other party's tone to not be very friendly, and the princess just looked at the other party quietly.

Sheran Rock raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not shy away from half a point.

Just kidding, the Wurm clan is following His Highness Alfonstantin, and one of the dragon god's daughters is not enough to fight him in Waterdeep!

He's His Highness's Minister of Finance!

Obviously, a certain highness at the table who quietly continued to be a 'black dragon' did not jump out to 'recognize his relatives'.

Charlie couldn't figure out why the lord of Waterdeep, who was also a dragon, was so wary of Artemisia.

"Actually, we just happened to be passing by......," Charlie hesitated, but then explained.

Sheran Rock looked at the little girl who had turned his bloodline dragonborn into a sheep on the street.

Charlie continued, "Actually, I'm looking for some information about the Drow Elves. ”

"Drow? Speaking of which, it's the day when their slut god who has a problem with his brain is going to hold a festival......"

Charlie's eyelids jumped, although he didn't name him, and it wouldn't trigger the divine consciousness of the gods, but, this city lord, are you really not afraid that Rose will kill you in Waterdeep City if you're so fierce?

Probably seeing Charlie's belly, Xia Lanrock sneered, "She rushed, His Royal Highness took a bite of dragon breath, and directly burned her into a gray dwarf specialty in the food street, crispy fried spiders." ”

Charlie silently glanced at His Highness the old god who was there, in a weak period and calmly pretending to be a black dragon in front of his subordinates.

Before you dump the pot for your Highness, are you not sure about the state of your Highness? ?

"What? Are you going to interfere in the festival of the Queen of Spiders? The entire Drow of the Underworld was in the spider's nest at this time, well, they called that hellish place the Holy City. But at this time, provoking that group of crazy women has the same effect as stabbing a hornet's nest. ”

"Little girl, listen to my words, you would rather spit in the face of normal people than insert a foot in the festival of spider carnival."

Charlie: "......"

The dragon philosophy of the Lord of Waterdeep made Charlie a little speechless.

"That's right, I'm just trying to get one of my subordinates back, and it's not like making big news underground......"

Sheran Rock stared at the child who had turned his own child into a big fat sheep who was pulling and peeing in front of him.

He didn't speak, his eyes already said everything.

"You're looking for someone? The hapless ghost who was captured by Drow and sacrificed? ”

"In fact...... My subordinate is half a dark elf, but he doesn't believe in the spider queen. ”

Sherland Rock was surprised, "What? Is your subordinate a drow? ”

Not every Dark Elf is a madman who believes in the Queen of the Spider, and when Elistry had not yet fallen, the Dark Elves who believed in her were considered a 'positive teaching material'.

But Elise Emerald is gone, and her followers are either converted to spider queens or slaughtered.

"After absorbing Elisetsu's followers, the Spider Queen's divine power has increased, and this year's festival, the Drow are even crazier than in previous years, and a few days ago I heard that they actually wanted to catch a spirit sucking monster to please the Spider Queen......"

"Huh! It's a pity that those crazy women can only fight in the nest, and the cowhide blows into the sky, except for sending a delicious 'hundred brain meal' to the door for the spirit sucking monster, this matter will be stopped. ”

"It's a shame that the city lords of several of our big cities are waiting for this year's annual drama, and the dog eats the dog."

Charlie felt that there was a lot of information, and she needed to think quietly and repeatedly.

"Little girl, I can help you find a subordinate, but you know the rules of the dungeon."

After saying that, Xia Lanluo snapped his fingers, and out of thin air, an extra gold coin was played with in the palm of his hand.

Anything that asks for money is not a matter of being the city lord of the Golden City, Charlie began to take the gold coins from the space ring.

The wooden boxes were taken out one by one, and it was not until a neatly stacked 10x10 phalanx came out that Charlie stopped.

Charlie casually opened the wooden box, and suddenly, the shiny gold coins inside appeared in Xia Lanlocke's eyes.

Seeing the eyes of the city lord of Deep Water City, Charlie snapped his fingers, and in an instant, all the wooden boxes on the ground lifted their lids.

Gold coins, all gold coins!

Yellow, orange, orange, slices! The blue sky that the illusion above his head is shining brightly.

Sheran Locke's eyes turned vertical.

Charlie politely bowed slightly, "My subordinate's name is Skochi, and he is a male half-blood Drow, so you are bothered by the city lord!" ”

……

Just when Charlie used the wealth of Ideal Township to smash the city lord of Waterdeep.

Far in the middle of the drow-controlled dungeon.

The gloomy gates opened, and a convoy slowly drove out of the city.

Many 'hyenas' wandering outside the city honestly retreated into the shadows after seeing the carriage in the middle of the convoy painted with the venomous vine crest painted on it.

The convoy is long.

At the forefront, there are about fifty male drow elves riding earth-walking beasts.

These male drows have scars on their faces, and they are the war slaves of this drow elven tribe.

The only value of being alive is to recklessly tear apart all the enemies of the Mother of Mistress.

Behind the war slaves who opened the way, several delicate Drow women rode mixed blood hell horses, they talked and laughed, and looked like sisters with excellent feelings.

In fact, they are also sisters of the same mother and different father.

And hidden under the soft smile, is the viciousness of each other's desire to eat bloodthirsty flesh.

The daughters of these housewives were laughing and talking with the sisters around them, but what they wanted was to take away the other obscure little blue ponds at this festival.

Behind these noble women was the noble carriage.

Sitting in the carriage was the mistress of this drow.

Behind the carriage, a group of female drows riding dragons with horsewhips in their hands urged a group of 'prisoners' who were strung with ropes and trotted close to the line on foot.

The prisoners were ragged, male and female, and of different ethnicities.

The last member of the team was covered in dried blood stains, and the one who walked behind was the Scotch that Charlie was looking for!