"That's it?"

In the Red Legion camp

In the slightly humble bedroom, the young dragon's eyes widened, pointing to the two boxes of gold coins that had been opened, and asked in disbelief.

Judging by the size of the box and the quality of the gold coins, Ron only made a rough calculation, and probably could have a 102461 gold coins.

He looked left and right to make sure there were no other chests before he looked back at Eugene.

"Are you kidding me?"

It's not that Ron is greedy, it's that these are really too few!

These 100,000 gold coins may be astronomical for ordinary people, but for a legion commander with legendary strength, it is simply shabby to the point of sadness!

Even in a barren place like Oracle Town, the family behind the three vice principals of the Academy of Magic can scrape out 150,000 gold coins from the hands of the residents!

What's more, the only pearl of the Red Heights - Molten City?

But don't forget, although it doesn't matter, the lord of this bustling city is actually Eugene!

In a city so large and with such a dense flow of adventurers, Ron couldn't imagine how much taxes it collects each year.

That's a number that ordinary people can't even think of.

Now you tell me, as the lord of a city, you just have such a small deposit?

If it weren't for the master-servant contract that did take effect, Eugene wouldn't have lied to him, and Ron wondered if the other party was deliberately playing tricks on him.

Feel the distrustful gaze of the young dragon.

Eugene scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a wry smile:

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, but that's all my possessions."

"Actually, I basically don't have the habit of saving, and when I have money, I will send it to the soldiers below who are poor, and if it weren't for the fact that the city hall just collected the farmers' autumn tax a few days ago, in fact, these gold coins would not have it."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, as the gaze of the True Dragon Lord on the other side was getting stranger and stranger.

Ron didn't speak, but stared at him carefully up and down for a few moments.

"Are you really a human?"

After hesitating for a long time, Ron still didn't ask the question.

He had just re-looked through some of the remaining memories of Eugene, and after understanding what he had done, he was sure that the other party was not lying.

But because of this, it was even more difficult for Ron to accept what Eugene was doing.

This guy actually adjusted the agricultural tax in Molten City to a ratio of 100 tax to 1!

What's the difference between this and no tax?

Hell, you must know that the agricultural tax stipulated by Oracle Town adds up to more than fifty times that of Molten City!

That's it, it's already a policy that the peasants have praised with their mouths!

The point is that in addition to lowering taxes, Eugene, a stupid guy, also took the initiative to take out his annual salary of 300,000 gold coins from the Royal Capital Finance Department as a subsidy for wounded and killed soldiers.

At the same time, Eugene also established an official orphanage shelter in Molten City, providing accommodation and food for orphans under the age of 12.

He is personally responsible for all these expenses, which also makes Eugene's already not wealthy family even worse!

If it weren't for the fact that Eugene Talloran himself was a war orphan, he would not have to worry about feeding his whole family.

Ron suspected that the patriarch of House Talloran was about to strangle him.

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It is important to mention here that:

Taxes and laws in Molten City are set separately from the City Hall, which is different from what is stipulated in the laws of the kingdom.

As the garrison of the Red Legion, Molten City only needs to hand over all kinds of materials and property to the royal capital every year, which is only a quarter of that of a city of the same size in the interior.

Tax autonomy, legal autonomy, military independence.

It can be said that this is a special country, and if it weren't for the loyalty of every Red Legion Commander to the Rose Kingdom, he could have set up another mountain with the territory of Molten City.

In fact, this is a rule set by the founding emperor Victor, so that in times of crisis, the person in charge of the city can break the routine and urgently call for various materials to protect the lives of residents.

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"You"

Looking at the two boxes of brand-new gold coins in front of him, the iridescent dragon was silenced.

The sound of soldiers exercising outside the flame tower and the faint call of vendors reached the dragon's ears through the windows.

It is really hard for Ron to imagine that in such a backward medieval world, there are still such "fools" who sacrifice themselves for the people.

Ortega, who was standing on the side, didn't know what to say.

But she also knew that what this human did was a little bit. Outrageous.

"How did you get together with the sixth princess Pandora, and why did you insist on catching the dragon clan and giving it to her?"

Ron was silent for a long time, but still asked the question he wanted to know the most.

The memories of these were too old for Ron to turn over before.

But now he wanted to hear with his own ears how this legionary commander with good conduct and bad fortune had become the subordinate of the sixth princess.

Human beings of this character should not make such lowly mistakes.

Speaking of that princess, even Eugene, who signed the master-servant contract, had a trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

"We met at the Council of Kings 20 years ago. At that time, she was extremely weak because she couldn't cultivate magic and fighting qi."

"Wait! Wait a minute! ”

Ron's eyes widened as he interrupted Eugene's speech.

"If I'm not mistaken, Pandora Bryan is only 27 years old, right?"

"You met her 20 years ago when she was 7 years old? And you were in your 190s, right? ”

"Yes, and we made a pact that year, and I promised to help her improve her physique."

In the face of the dragon's questioning, Eugene did not feel embarrassed at all, and nodded generously to admit the fact that his grandson was in love.

No, it should be grandparents and grandchildren.

"Go on."

Ron looked at Eugene with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

He resisted the idea of shouting "perverted lolicon", because he wanted to hear what caused Eugene to be obsessed with catching dragons.

"I managed to catch a teenage red dragon on the outskirts of the Mountain, and successfully baptized Pandora's weakened body, making her a dragon warlock."

Talking about the past, Eugene's eyes flashed with an unknown light, and he said quietly:

"But something strange happened."

"What's strange?"

Ron asked curiously.

He could feel that the big one was coming.

It stands to reason that after the baptism of dragon blood, Pandora can cultivate freely, and she has indeed shown a talent for fire magic now.

This made the royal capital of that year extremely shocked, and a dragon hunting craze arose, but the dragon hunting operation basically ended in failure.

"But there is one thing that only I know to her, and that is that since she was promoted to Dragon Vein Warlock, she has contracted a strange disease, which I call [Bloodthirsty]."

Speaking of this, Eugene couldn't help but sigh.

If it weren't for this disease, maybe I wouldn't have become a slave.

Looking at the curious young dragon and the Sphinx in front of him, he slowly recounted the problems caused by hemophilia:

"We have tried many ways to cure Hemophilia, not even the blessing of the strongest sacrifice of the Temple of Light located in the territory of the Frost Kingdom has not been able to improve this problem."

"Because of this disease, she began to like to drink fresh blood, and at first it was just the blood of ordinary magical beasts."

"As her condition worsened, Pandora also wanted to drink the blood of high-level demonic beasts more and more, at first my own blood could satisfy her, but then her appetite grew, and it was difficult for me to maintain a large amount of blood loss every day"

"We have tasted the blood of all kinds of demonic beasts, only the blood of the real dragon can satisfy her, no matter what age the dragon's blood is, it is like an addiction to honey for her."

"But the new problem is that she is not satisfied with a single taste of red dragon blood, and has to change it every once in a while."

"I can only catch new dragons and give her blood food."

Ron frowned and listened to the follow-up development of the grandfather and grandson love, unexpectedly, the source of the capture of the real dragon was actually caused by the illness of the sixth princess.

He really didn't expect this to be the case.

According to Eugene,

In addition to the teenage red dragon on the surface, there was actually a juvenile blue dragon and a juvenile white dragon that entered the mouth of the sixth princess.

That's right, this sixth princess actually ate two dragons!

In addition to drinking dragon blood, she even started eating dragon meat!

"Tut, I didn't expect this kind of thing, it's really embarrassing for you."

Ron patted the red captain on the shoulder sympathetically, and then neatly put all the gold coins into the storage space.

After listening to the story, you can't forget to take the money.

"Less is less, let's work hard to generate income in the future, and strive to become a tax expert."

"I think the next time I come, I'll get a big gift, what do you say?"

Ron said with a relaxed expression.

Listening to the young dragon's naked blackmail, Eugene's face turned green.

Isn't this just forcing yourself to loot gold coins, in this case the poor peasants

As the last gold coin entered the storage space, Ron suddenly spoke again:

"But the good deeds you do, like taking in orphans, and the low taxes on agriculture. I won't stop you. ”

"I'm different from those five-colored dragons, I won't let you engage in those harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes."

"I never thought about making money from the poor."

Ron sat down on the table, took out a handful of fresh gold coins and counted them, and gave Eugene a trick:

"You can consider levying more taxes on business, and the group of adventurers who can't put out the fire are also the best leeks for squeezing oil and water."

"Anyway, only Molten City has this kind of business environment in the Red Clay Heights, so it makes sense for you to charge more protection money."

Eugene listened to the dragon's advice, his eyes thoughtful.

Now the commercial tax of 50 tax 1 in Molten City is indeed too low, you must know that even if it is a food merchant who sells grain and meat with small profits and quick turnover, he has to collect 20% tax in the royal capital!

As for the lucrative slave trade, the minimum is five or five! That's a huge sum of money that is enough to make the legendary dragon capital blush!

Seeing that he was a little enlightened, Ron didn't say anything more.

He turned his hand and took out a piece of colored dragon scales, handed it to Eugene, and said in a deep voice:

"In the future, I will arrange for the Centaur and other dependents to spread the faith in the Red Soil Heights, you can contact and cooperate with them through this, I don't want to hear the voice of resistance in the Red Soil Heights, you know?"

"At the same time, you remember to be"

Eugene looked at the colorful dragon scales in front of him expressionlessly, but a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Although he was ashamed of this blatant treason, the master-servant contract was bigger than the sky, and now he could only obey the dragon's orders.

"Yes, your will will be sung immortal in the Red Clay Heights."

Eventually, Eugene lowered his head and took the scales.

Ron nodded in satisfaction, turned around and greeted the female face Sphinx who was sitting still.

"Let's go, go to the Centaur Clan to deal with it, and then we can go back to the royal capital."

As he spoke, the young dragon used a transfiguration technique to shrink its body and lay comfortably on Ortega's back.

After returning from the realm of the dead, Ron is getting lazier and lazier.

His current principle is: he can lie down and never sit, let Ortega walk, and never fly even one meter more!

"Have a nice trip."

Eugene stood in the room and saluted the two in the air.

"Whew-"

With a wave of her white wings, the female Sphinx and Ron flew away from the bustling city and headed for the Centaur camp.

Look at the backs of them leaving, and then look at the dragon scales in their hands.

Eugene sighed deeply.

From the conversation just now, he was sure that this powerful dragon definitely had some kind of idea of occupying and snatching the Rose Kingdom!

Otherwise he wouldn't have been allowed to do those

Now, he didn't know where the future of the kingdom would go, so he could only take it one step at a time.

late at night

Eugene sat at a large desk, a shelf beside him lined with books of all kinds.

He gently opened the cabinet and took out a new letter from inside.

The envelope was sealed with fire paint, and he gently opened it, and inside was a beautiful yellow letter paper, and the words on the letter paper were full of longing and warmth.

He knew that the letter was from the beautiful woman who lived in the royal capital.

At the same time, the letter unsurprisingly mentioned a fluttering sentence about catching the new dragon in the last sentence.

Eugene had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, feeling that something was always wrong, but he didn't say it.

He began to slowly imagine the person he wanted, and his mind conjured up her beautiful face and soft voice.

"Hey"

Along with the noisy night of Molten City, the candle in the Legion's room remained unextinguished throughout the night.

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Red Heights

Over the Centaur tribe

"My lord, I always feel that the human being you mentioned in your chat is not a simple disease."

After much hesitation, the female face Sphinx still issued a warning to the real dragon lying on her back.

"yes, I know."

Ron nodded, not saying anything more.

He still maintained the posture of lying on his stomach, and the slender dragon tail behind him gathered himself up.

It looks like a cat lying on the back of a sphynx.

There was no need for Ortega to remind him, but Ron felt something was wrong when he heard the word hemophilia.

This disease is recorded in the Dragon's Heritage, but it is not this kind of disease!

"She's not sick."

Ron looked at the centaur tribe with several bonfires burning below, and said lightly.

According to the details of the treatment told by Eugene.

Ron suspects that the sixth princess is probably not suffering from hemophilia, but rather under a curse.

"Well, what other way can you become like this other than a curse?"

Ron touched his chin with his left hand and tapped the dragon's tail lightly with his right hand.

Suddenly, he thought of another possibility.

"If you cultivate some kind of bloodthirsty magic, it seems that you can also achieve this effect."

However, that kind of bloodthirsty cultivation method is generally a secret technique only possessed by the chaotic evil camp, and Ron feels that it should be unlikely to exist in the main plane.

Otherwise, she would never have shown that kind of calm and breezy state at the scene of the Capach ball game, and at least she would emit a bad smell that could not be concealed by the bloodthirsty method.

What's more, the system identification did not detect anything special about her.

Thinking about it, Ron suddenly smiled and shook his head.

"Forget it, what do I want to do so much, a group of scum humans who haven't even reached the legend, it's good to slap them all to death if there is a problem."

"Isn't the so-called conspiracy something that is used to be conquered by force?"

It turns out that when the strength is enough

In the face of a difficult problem, no matter which species it is, it is likely to choose to solve it with its own hands rather than with its brain.

Ron, who had figured it out, was in a good mood.

He sat down on the Sphinx, looking at the suddenly panicked Centaur camp below and smiling.

Suddenly, a powerful wave of magic came from the Centaur camp.

It's silent, but it's felt.

Wherever this strange magic passed, flowers all over the mountains drilled out of the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, countless small trees turned into towering giant trees, and the large forests that grew were exceptionally dense and vibrant in the fluctuations of magic power.

Without waiting for the Sphinx, Ron teleported directly below, raising his hand to pick up a withered yellow leaf floating in the air.

Large areas of the leaf are turning green at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Is nature affinity? This talent is really enviable, it is simply a natural guardian of the forest. ”

Ignore the Centaurs who are scrambling to greet them

Ron looked at the green leaf that was being reborn from death and said with some emotion.

Dead wood rejuvenates, and ordinary people don't have this ability.

And to be able to exude such a large-scale scene, there is only one possibility.

Lilia

Wake up!

(End of chapter)