Before I could get out of my mouth, the situation had already taken a decisive step forward in the direction I had hoped, including how to prove that I was trustworthy and capable of delivering on my promises.

The current situation is not what I expected, and I would rather win the trust of Nebos after a thorough discussion and argumentation, which is now a little too easy. Without any questioning, Nepos handed over the leadership of the dragon-slaying team that was important to a person who had never known anything in his life, which was too hasty, right? It's not like an old fritter, unless he has something else in mind.

"Well, Mr. Nebos," I tentatively asked Nebos, as he was signing the papers, "do you need me to elaborate on my plan to slay the dragon?" ”

"No, that's something you need to think about, and I just need to know the outcome......" Nepos handed me the few documents that had been signed, "I know what you're wondering about." I've felt the sincerity you've shown, that's all. ”

A bunch of nonsense, ah, a bunch of nonsense! Nebos' reasoning is obviously perfunctory, I haven't exchanged a few words with him, when did I express my sincerity? Is it because someone would actually visit an old otaku? Because I'm of the same Brighton race as him? For I obeyed the request of his servant to bathe and change my clothes? Or is it because I was very hygienic and flushed the toilet with water when he went to the toilet at his house?

Who knows. Since the other party didn't mean to tell the truth, no matter how much I asked, I couldn't ask for any useful information. We're done talking. Nepos said he was going to rest again, so I left Nepos' house with the guidance of a maid.

……

What just happened still haunts me to this day. The goal was so easy to achieve, and it just overwhelmed me, could it be that I was caught in a big net and still didn't know it?

By the way, I remember that Nepos's maid rummaged through my clothes while I was bathing, could it be that Nepos learned some information about me through the items I was carrying?

That forged identification had never been used in public, and there was clearly no need for attention; As for the mercenary contract related to dragon slaying, I am not the only one in the city who has signed this agreement, and it is also difficult to see anything from it; As for other trivial things...... Well, I've been thinking about these trivial things. I almost forgot a big thing. I also carry a sword from Red Hawk with me.

Could it be that it was because Nepos recognized the origin of this sword, so he mistakenly thought that I was a strong man who could defeat the Red Eagle, so he trusted me? Well, the sword of the Red Eagle has been buried in the years for thousands of years. Would a pampered dignitary recognize such a reckless thing......

Never mind. Don't think about that anymore. Now that I've got the permissions, I should look ahead. "Be sure to cooperate with all his actions" - Lycop did trust me so much that I had no scruples now. It's time to focus on how to attack that dragon.

What kind of preparation should I do before slaying a dragon?

Based on my experience with Lord Guard Ireles when I was slaying dragons in Snowman, dealing with a dragon requires nothing more than equipment and personnel.

Equipment, just pull a batch of reliable war machines out of the Marcus Forge. As for personnel, it should not be difficult to find skilled personnel who can operate equipment and mercenaries who are brave and good at fighting.

Let's start with these two aspects.

……

Marcas City, industrial area.

Most of the workshops here are owned by the Silverblood family, and after taking out the warrant from Nebos, I easily met the head of the place, a man named Murush. A male orc of Glo-Shuguez, he was hired to take care of the silver-blooded family business related to mining, smelting, and blacksmithing. I noticed that he had a black veil wrapped around his arm, which, according to Tamriel's custom, meant that one of his relatives had died not long ago.

"The riot at the Hidana Mine killed my sister, those damned oathbreakers......" he explained to me, noticing the way my eyes were shining.

Uh, so to speak...... No wonder his name is somewhat familiar to me, it turns out that I was forced to kill the orc cell head Urzoga on the night of my escape. Gerra Shuguez was his sister, and I was a little surprised that I could remember the complicated name of an orc after all this time. I was inevitably a little embarrassed by this relationship between enemies, but fortunately, what happened that night had been completely buried, and there was no chance to see the light of day again.

After waiting for a long time and not hearing me speak, the orc first complained to me, "If you are here to inspect, please be sure to help me report to the above, these workers under my command are always lazy, always complaining, and even more excessive!" ”

"More excesses?"

"Do you know the truth? Recently there has been a rumor among the workers that the king has returned, so that now at least one worker runs out of the city every day and says that he is going to join the oathbreakers and join the king of Narauszi......" The head of the beast man seemed to be quite distressed by this, and vomited bitterly in front of me, "You don't like the Nords? There's nothing wrong with that, and that's why our family lives deep in the mountains. But it would be foolish to swear to spend a lifetime killing them! ”

It's stupid, indeed, but I'm not here to talk about that.

"Do you have ballistas here? I mean, it's not for hitting people, it's the kind that can knock down big birds flying in the sky. ”

Sensing that I didn't care much about what he was doing, the Orc's tone became a little unhappy, "Knock down the big flying bird?" So Neypol gave you such a warrant to do whatever you want in order to satisfy your boring cravings? ”

There had never been a ballista made specifically to shoot dragons in the sky, and for the sake of understanding, I casually said something about the big bird that shot down into the air, but who knew that the road was spit out by the beast's artificial head.

"Remember, it was the Silverblood Family who hired you, and as long as it does not violate the terms of the contract signed between the two parties, you should unconditionally carry out the orders given to you by the family."

"Well, follow me......" muttered the orc head unhappily, "you boring humans. (To be continued......)