"Brother, did you really take in a group of gnolls as dependents? They're creatures of the chaotic evil faction! ”

On the mountain, Ireli is clearly quite dissatisfied with Izawa's approach, and it is difficult for the silver dragon, as a creature of the orderly and good faction, to imagine the poor survival of the chaotic evil camp. It's even more inconceivable that Ize actually chose to be with such a group of creatures.

Generally speaking, unless something major happens, the position of the creatures that prevail on the continent of Elbaf is predestined at the time of their birth.

It is an eternal truth that nature cannot be taken away.

"What's wrong with chaos evil? Isn't the Red Dragon also part of the chaotic evil camp, so why are you still staying with me? Izawa asked rhetorically.

"I ......"

Irelia hesitated for a long time, and she found that she couldn't refute it, and finally could only say "You are different from them" as her protest.

"The fact that the gnolls have survived from ancient times to the present day shows that they have been approved by the gods. Since you believe in His Majesty the Platinum Dragon King, you should know even more clearly that judging the camp of an intelligent life should not be one-sided based on their race. If you take a firm stance regardless of their actions in advance, there will be a subjective 'evil', and then everything they do after them will be evil in your eyes. Izawa said slowly.

Irelia was stunned for a moment, this statement did not seem to come from the mouth of an arrogant red dragon, but more like a great philosopher.

"Even if my brother is right, if you look at the lives of those guys, many gnolls don't even have a fixed place to live, they have no discipline at all, which is characteristic of chaotic creatures, and their personalities are even more brutal, and their ugly appearance has an even more evil heart, without a trace of kindness or mercy, like demons in the bottomless abyss." Irelia's face was full of disgust.

Izawa shrugged his shoulders and was noncommittal.

He looked at his sister with a calm face, and did not explain, but said something without beginning or end.

"Dogs eat people without knowing how to check them, and they are painted with hungry stubs without knowing their hair; When a person dies, he says, 'It's not me, it's not me.' How is it different from stabbing someone and killing him, saying, 'If it is not me, the soldier is also.'" ”

Irelia: "??? ”

I understand every word, but why don't I understand it at all?

Can you talk well?

Looking at Irelia's bewildered expression, Izawa knew she didn't understand at all.

"Meaning: I killed someone with a knife, and then said, I didn't kill him, I killed him with a knife." He explained.

"How can you say that? You're clearly arguing with strong words! ”

"You also think it's a strong word, I just say this to prove that the knife is a murder weapon, but it depends on who it falls into, if it is a good person, it is naturally a knife to punish adultery and eliminate evil, if it is a bad person full of evil, it must be a butcher knife stained with blood. Now that I've subdued the Wolf Tooth tribe, they're like this knife, and what they can do depends on what their master wants to do. You know, even if you think that civilized and civilized humans will change their children and eat them in the hungry age, these evil creatures, in the end, they are just trying to survive. ”

The younger sister Irelia was thoughtful, she felt that what her brother said was indeed very reasonable, but she seemed to feel that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it.

Izawa didn't give her a deep thought, and continued: "We are now in southern Xinjiang, and our strength is weak, if we want to gain a firm foothold here, then it is essential to subdue a group of dependents. ”

"That's right......"

Izawa interrupted her: "You see that mother also has a group of gnolls, kobolds, and lizardmen as dependents, and her monster army can even conquer cities, and the power is so strong that it is intimidating, if she is in the southern wilderness, she can almost push all the way over and make her monster army even stronger." ”

"So sister, this can be said to be our chance! If we can also have a powerful monster army, then no one can underestimate us, no longer have to live this kind of hiding in Tibet, no matter who we are, they must act according to our faces! ”

Irelia opened her mouth, in fact, she wanted to say that she could live in human society, but when she thought that her brother was a red dragon with an arrogant personality, what if she went on a killing spree in a human city?

Izawa said to his sister in a serious voice: "Irelia, in this chaotic place, put away the unrealistic fantasy and kindness in your heart, otherwise, you will die." ”

With that, he closed his eyes and said no more, he had said enough today, he had to leave time for Irelia to digest on her own.

"Corrupt Silver Dragon" has to be gradual, this is a long process, now only need to plant a dark seed in her heart, and the rest will be handed over to the chaotic environment of southern Xinjiang, let her face it alone, and subtly, the orderly and kind mentality will eventually slowly change.

……

A month later.

With two true dragons as their backers, the Wolf Tooth tribe has changed its previous decline, and the entire clan has become fierce and aggressive, even if it encounters a ferocious animal, it dares to go forward.

As Warwick said, the gnoll have the blood of plunder and killing in their bones, they are not without claws and fangs, but they lack an explosive introduction, and the appearance of the real dragon gives them hope, after all, no one wants to be a despised wild dog.

The old wolf is not old, but the ferocity is still there.

A month of conquest and brutality has quickly strengthened the strength of the Wolf Tooth Tribe, although they have paid many wolf lives, their physique is no longer weak, and such a Jackal tribe that has almost gone crazy makes the surrounding tribes feel terrified.

Suddenly, they realized that the insectivorous tribe that everyone could bully had disappeared, and the mighty Wolftooth tribe had returned.

"Warwick Leader, there's the bear goblin camp ahead."

The gnoll man riding on Steppenwolf looked very ugly, he had only one ear, a claw mark that stretched from the center of his brow to the left side of his face, cutting half of his nose, the tattered armor on his body had been replaced, he was wearing the plate armor that had been looted from the goblins a week ago, his elbows and knees were pierced with leather, and he still held the large stone plate axe in his hand, his claws sharpened, and his gray-red fur was almost stained with blood, and there was a strong smell of blood.

This guy is the Jackal Warwick, known to the nearby tribe as the "Half-Eared Demon", which is the title of the killing. Compared to a month ago, his appearance has undoubtedly changed drastically, exuding an aura called "violence" from beginning to end.

No matter who it is, as long as you look at it, you can immediately know that this is an extremely fierce wolf!

Even the red dragon couldn't help but praise: Except for the jackal named Hogg, you are the most ferocious wolf I have ever seen!

……

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