Male Elderly Red Dragon: [The Elect of Tiamat], Caropes.

Female prime-aged blue dragon: [Purgatory Calamity], Gaystani.

Male Extremely Old Black Dragon Lich: [Arcane Tinder] Dogosos.

Male Elderly White Dragon: [Frost Disaster] Ryktor.

Female Extremely Old Brass Dragon: Venus the Outlier.

Male (?) Green Dragon/Emerald Dragon: [Poisonous Emerald] Panosi.

Looking at the information of these six-headed dragons, Charlie's head is big.

If she remembered correctly, Mr. Silver Dragon seemed to be only in the prime of life.

Anyone who jumped out here was older than him.

Don't think that the 'old' of dragons means what humans know.

Contrary to humans, dragons become stronger the older they get.

Of course, this is a comparison between the same kind of dragons.

After all, even if the black dragon survives to the ancient times, it is still the five scum of the dragon.

That is, a top-matched primeval dragon (over 1200 years old).

It is often equated with the ceiling of the dragon's combat power of this species.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything.

The black dragon lying on Charlie's shoulder glanced at the 'dragon list' and yawned boredly.

These 'things' are not as strong as the Colorwing Prince.

Antanaron can do it with one.

However, Charlie didn't know that 'the master was around'.

As always, she encountered a difficult matter and could not solve it, so she asked for the strength of the masses.

"Nao, call an emergency meeting, you go and inform me."

……

A short time later, an emergency meeting was convened.

When Charlie entered, the room was full.

She walked over to the only vacant chief seat and sat down.

At the same time, Nao, the half-elf, sent the prepared information down.

One copy guaranteed.

Everyone looked at their hands, and the six dragons that looked like wanted criminals were all confused.

"Guys, let me ask you a question."

Charlie asked, and somehow, her expression looked a little 'unfathomable' today.

"If, I say if......

One day, we're going to fight these six dragons.

So, guys.

What are our odds of winning now? ”

Today, there are 36 town hall officials.

Everyone sat in the conference room, all looking at each other, not knowing how to answer.

The ideal township can beat 100,000 orcs.

But isn't that too much of a step?!

Why is the next strategic goal to VS the six-headed dragon?

In the audience, there was only one guy who was 'transcendent'.

It was Theon, the unusually aggressive half-dragon man.

Everyone suspects that this guy is a freak born of a red dragon and a berserker of a certain race.

Otherwise, he can't be more reckless than the red-robed arcanist!

"Suppose Lord Eris can do a good job.

The new White Rose, who has joined us, can also do one! ”

Theon paused.

He looked in awe at the smiling silver dragon standing behind Charlie, Antanaron.

"So, Lord Antanaron, can you solve this problem?"

The silver dragon glanced at the black dragon who pretended to be stupid, and quickly understood what the other party meant.

"No problem."

"Well, all that's left for us is to kill the remaining three."

Everyone looked confused, looking at Theon, who was talking.

If you use Charlie's words to describe it: In everyone's heart, there are probably a thousand dragons running wildly.

Everyone in the ideal township was a little dumbfounded when they heard this.

Are they already so strong?!

The three-headed dragon, while talking and laughing, was slaughtered??

Presumably bragging about the skin is contagious.

Not to be outdone, Pipsqueak Duck, who represents the dwarven side, said, "Our weapon, the fire, can definitely kill one head!" ”

Charlie flicked his pen: "From now on, your budget will be doubled." ”

When Pipsqueak Duck sat back in his seat, he felt very unreal.

"Our Coast Black-robed Wizard Society, under the leadership of a few Grand Arcanists, will definitely be able to take out one head!"

It was a new Arcanist who spoke.

Dressed in the black robes of the Coastal Black-robed Wizards' Society, he said not to be outdone.

Theon naturally won't be left behind:

"Your Excellency, the army we have formed has long been looking forward to the day when we will drink the dragon's blood!

The 3,200 warriors in Ideal Township, even if they fill it with their lives, they will definitely be able to take down a giant dragon! ”

Seeing that everyone was very combative, Charlie was relieved.

Until now, he is not afraid to reveal the truth.

So, a blockbuster news was put out by her.

"Very well, I see your fighting spirit to defend your homeland."

"Prepare yourself, then.

These two orc attacks are inseparable from several dragons.

Be prepared, Ideal Township will enter the first-level preparation from now on.

Prevent dragon disasters at any time! ”

"Then, the responsibility for the war will be left to Theon."

"Any questions?"

Everyone had blood-vomiting expressions on their faces.

They have a lot of problems!!

Inexplicably, why are there six dragons coming over?!

"Our reputation has spread too far.

Our wealth is coveted by too many greedy people.

They want to trample on our homeland!

Kill our friends and family!

Steal every copper plate in our pockets!

Would you like to?! ”

Gan!

What else does this say?!

The dwarves had a better temper than the red robes, and one by one they jumped onto their chairs, flailing their fists wildly.

"Slaughter these dragons!"

This home was built by them together.

Everyone poured hope and sweat here.

No one wants it to be destroyed by 'alien bandits'!

If it's inevitable to fight.

Then they will defend the city behind them as if they were dead!

Theon was appointed as the 'Great General of War', commanding all military affairs.

The dwarves suspended the 'Return to the Blue Sky Project' and worked overtime to manufacture city defense weapons in the short term.

Magic cannons, throwers, how many materials there are, how many are made.

Charlie is going to arm every citizen to the teeth.

With one cannon per hand, the dragon is so big, boom and it's over!

……

As a result, the whole ideal township was busy again.

is also because the ideal township has suffered too many disasters.

The people who live here are exceptionally tenacious.

Instead of urging them, the disaster made them stronger and stronger.

Charlie hesitated, but finally knocked on Mentor Ereth's door.

The door had been refreshed, and there was no sign of a para-arcane man's whirling foot.

"Well, mentors, I'm in......"

Speaking of which, Lady White Rose hadn't stepped out of this room for a long time.

If it weren't for Edward's repeated assurances, Eris wouldn't have had a big problem.

As long as the lich is like a kitten buried in a shi, he hides his life box.

Then even if the bone frame is ground into 'bone meal', it will not die.

Mentor Eris's room was much brighter.

It felt amazing, but Charlie loved the change.

"What are you going to do?"

The cold female voice knows who it is without asking.

"Mentor White Rose, I have something very important to inform you two."

White Rose sat on Ereth's favorite couch.

Charlie looked at the room quietly.

Forehead...... Didn't see Mentor Eris......

She made up countless images in her head, only to be interrupted by the voice of Eris bursting in.

"Come and talk about it."

The sound came from the seat of the armchair.

Charlie quickened her pace, but what she saw as she walked over stunned.

The single sofa faces the fireplace.

Previously, this fireplace was always sealed.

Today, there is a bonfire in the fireplace.

The firelight illuminates and warms the beautiful woman sitting on the single sofa.

She was holding a skull in her arms.

The skull that can speak is none other than Charlie's necromantic mentor, Ereth.

Charlie: "......"

Mentor...... Why are you only one head left??

Eris seemed to see through Charlie's stunned and frantic question.

The Lich (Skull) stares at the burning flames: "...... inside"

Charlie: "......"

She was silent for five seconds.

"Mentor Whiterose, we're in big trouble and need your help and Mentor Eris......

You see...... Do you want to restore the teacher first? ”

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