Originally, Caesar, who had been safe after signing the covenant with the orcs, should have been able to live a lazy and comfortable life, but in reality he could not do that.

Enjoy the life of rice worms who eat to open their mouths, and rely on slumber to get to the top of the food chain, maybe other dragons can, but Caesar can't.

In Eladia, it is not impossible to catch a few female slaves, get two pets, and live an idyllic life without shame - but you must also have enough capital.

And Caesar's capital is only himself.

Crossing is really a very unreasonable thing, how can someone become a powerful prince, and countless pretty witches flock to him, but he can only become a dragon with no magical ability, and if he wants to find some dependents, he has to bother to catch people himself.

…… It's uncomfortable!

Caesar sighed, he is a black dragon, even if he just lies down and does nothing in the future, it is estimated that there will be groups of adventurers shouting "for justice" to knock on the door, wanting to chop him into pieces of minced meat.

This sense of urgency was constantly pressing him, causing Caesar to have a serious sense of insecurity, even though he had received three rewards and signed an alliance with the Crow Clan, it did not change his mentality.

What if he is physically strong, has a quick reaction, and can breathe, in the face of the siege of a large number of elite fighters, or the serial explosion of the Faye, can he stop it?

Indeed, so far, his growth can be called good, at least no matter what kind of dragon species the same age young dragon is no match for Caesar, but what is there to be proud of? With the passage of time and the gradual awakening of magical abilities, the true dragons will leave Caesar far behind, and if it were not for the black dream, he would not be able to reach it in this life.

And get stronger.

If he is strong enough, even if he doesn't hide his different breathing ability from anyone, he doesn't have to worry about causing trouble, strength is the confidence, and strength is the foundation of his foothold.

For the sake of money and women, he has to keep working hard.

Caesar grabbed a bone spur for his teeth, frowned and drew on the ground, thinking about what was next, there were a thousand ways to pursue power, and he had to sift through the path he could take.

In his previous life, he was a person who had been crawling in society, and he sought to prepare for everything in advance and plan for the future to avoid accidents and failures caused by accidents.

On Earth, business failure can be nothing more than a bankruptcy, but there is still a chance to make a comeback, but in Eladia, the cost of failure is too high to be great, not only will you suffer from starvation, but you may also lose your life.

Therefore, Caesar must be cautious step by step, he is thinking about how to maximize his strength during his time in the orc tribe, and he is also thinking about how to gain a foothold in this world in the future and where he wants to go.

Now is a good time, he has not yet entered the world vision, there are no bitter enemies to take revenge on the ground, Caesar has enough time to sneak down and accumulate minions, and he has a lot of energy to learn everything that is beneficial to him.

……

In the blink of an eye, he had been in the Crow Clan for nearly a month, during which time Caesar had spent a lot of time with the old leader of the tribe, Sifu, in addition to going out every day to observe the orc hunting, and asking the wizard about the principles of spells and how to cast them.

To be honest, when Caesar first made this request to Sfu, the old leader was quite unhappy, dragons, as the most representative magical creatures of Eladia, would actually ask themselves for the basics of spells, this damn dragon, isn't it here to humiliate himself?

Fortunately, Caesar, as a heterogeneous black dragon with a mature soul, was well versed in the essentials of observing words and feelings, and soon understood what was gradually turning from green to brown in the old leader's face, and after some sincere explanation, the wizard's face finally softened and promised to teach him some basic knowledge.

Sifu didn't think about Caesar not being a real dragon, because the cunning creature first squirted a sip of acid that best represented the dragon's magical abilities in the early stage, and then began to ask the wizard for knowledge, sealing the old orc's train of thought from the beginning.

When all was over, Caesar finished his days and returned to his lair at the top of the mountain.

Xiao Luna always hid between the spines on the back of his neck, following him to his left and right, and was quite puzzled by Caesar's behavior during this time: "Are you really a black dragon? It's unbelievable that they would crouch on the mountain with great interest and watch those orc warriors hunt, and that they would consult orc wizards about the so-called principles of spells like humans. ”

"Why?"

Luna frowned in thought, and then suddenly patted her head, as if solving a puzzle, and jumped for joy: "Oh! I get it, I get it! ”

There was no one around, she flapped her wings with great interest and circled around Caesar's neck: "Caesar, can you tell me about your scheme?" How do you destroy this orc tribe? ”

...

Sure enough, the power of brain replenishment is really infinite, and the little guy has already imagined a conspiracy in his head.

Caesar ignored her, flicking his paws and erasing the words "battle" and "magic" written in Chinese characters on the ground that only he could understand.

As early as January, he had already planned that the reason why he would go to watch the orc warrior hunt was to study and study the combat skills of this race.

The Stone Crow Clan only has the development level of the primitive era, why can they gain a foothold in such a harsh environment, not only because of the strong body of the orcs, but also because they have been passed down from generation to generation and honed their combat skills for thousands of years, they may not be the most powerful humanoid race, but the fighting skills of the orcs are well-deserved as the crown of the humanoid race, which is simply synonymous with combat.

This is very good, Caesar only needs to thoroughly study the various offensive methods of the orcs, and then find the most effective means of counterattack, and then he can sanction the warriors of all humanoid races in Eladia.

It's the same thing with the old wizard Sifu, Caesar didn't expect to master magic at all, but out of the proverb that he knows that he will not be defeated in a hundred battles, he just wants to study the potential opponents thoroughly, and know the attack mechanism and countermeasures when the mage fights, and that is enough.

He had this intention for a long time, but at present, the mainstream spellcasters are divided into two types, one is the warlock who relies on bloodline to cast spells, such as high-level ferocious species, dragons, and even the forest fairy Luna.

On the other hand, there are wizards (mages) who rely on theoretical knowledge to gain the favor of power, such as the orc leader Sifu.

Most of the races that rely on bloodlines to cast spells (other than humans) themselves are unaware of the mechanisms and principles that lead to their ability to cast spells, let alone teach others.

Caesar had already humbly consulted Blackthea and Garon on on the principles of spells, and they were trying hard to impart knowledge to their brothers, but they were embarrassed by the general concepts of "instinct and mind control".

Wizards (mages), on the other hand, generally have a clear understanding and structure of the principles of magic, and can complete the task of teaching and teaching, so Caesar approached Sifu.

After a month of hard work, he has almost achieved his goal, and it is time to move on to the next plan.

Caesar licked his lips - the orcs themselves.

In Eladia, where even the ancient dragons can be stolen alive by the human legion to the last drop of blood, the size of the power is the key factor that determines the overall strength, and in terms of weight, it is even more important than the strength of the individual.

So in Eladia, even the proudest and most noble golden dragons had to succumb to the situation and run around looking for their dependents, and Caesar naturally turned his mind to these orcs.

Every dragon has some orc dependents, and you know, if a race can please all the dragons, it is definitely powerful.

Orcs are notoriously brave, hard-working, loyal and reliable, with few unacceptable shortcomings other than a bit of stupidity and rough life.

As followers, the stupidity of their brains has become an advantage for the orcs, they are very easy to feed, and they are the standard template for forming the main battle force in the faction.

If it had been a month ago, Caesar would never have swelled enough to recover a group of orcs, considering that he was only eight years old now.

However, the situation is different now, he now has enough time to grow, and he also has enough time to go to the Stonecrow Clan, and it doesn't seem difficult to get all these orcs into his pocket.

Thinking of the abduction, Caesar subconsciously glanced at Luna, the little guy was mending his small house with gravel, and he was sweating profusely.

The strange look on the black dragon's face made Luna's heart chill, and she quickly threw away the stone chips in her hand and subconsciously hugged her arms.

"You..... What are you doing? ”