Davena has become a sign in the eyes of several subordinates-

The first step is to empty the lungs.

Under the seaside barbecue, these 'sons of battle', who didn't know what they had eaten, actually began to dare to fight the idea of the elf ship, and suddenly suffered heavy casualties.

However, due to their early discovery of David's 'anomaly', they slipped away quickly, and they still ran away most of them in an instant.

The air of the air has the pressure of grinding Davy jumped straight to his feet.

But he, who has tasted ogres and Locinder's brains one after another, really can't talk about these barbarians who don't bathe all year round, so he didn't directly use his power [gluttony] to directly collect information.

So he fell into the daily [rage] again.

Even David's silver dragon daddy, Artylisia, gradually became accustomed to his 'violent temper' of turning into a troll at every turn.

As Drow fished several badly scalded barbarians with fishing nets.

There was not even any need for a decent interrogation, and the barbarian captives, who were almost burned to the point of ripeness, were immediately recruited with everything.

These barbarians, who have not had time to secrete adrenaline to shield their pain through battle, are bent on a quick death.

Even if such a serious injury is let go, it is estimated that it will not be able to survive back in front of the shaman in the clan.

After all, they are barbarians, and they don't have any customs and culture that deliberately hide secrets, and there is no need to hide them.

It's just that after the interrogation was completed and the information came out, the two Zhuoer couldn't help but look at David who was also a little stunned.

"The host. That's probably what it looks like now. ”

The source of this wonderful evolution of affection is actually him David Yutos himself!

Just as the High Elf Evgeny had feared.

Once something is broken, it's hard to go back to the way it used to be.

For example, the pricing and rules that were originally part of the seller's market.

Another example is the impression that coincides with the first sight:

In the eyes of the barbarians, the High Elves were like overseas oracles, leaving them with a powerful impression of advanced weapons, fierce combat power, undefeated, and inviolable.

But this impression was in the battle at the southern foot of the Katagana Mountains, and was instantly crushed by David, a red young dragon that fell from the sky.

From that day on, the barbarian tribes around the mountains who had heard of the battle had heard of it.

It turns out that these high-flying long-eared people are not as invincible as they originally imagined!

Just a red young dragon actually killed the entire elven army.

That's it!?

Born in the Old Continent and raised in the Old Continent, whose clan ancestors have not slaughtered a few lone young dragons?

Even adult white dragons they have slaughtered.

If anyone has the courage to run to the large bazaar near the temple of the father of battle, he shouts:

Who is the Dragon Slayer?

It is estimated that you can stand up directly and come out of a dozen.

After all, as long as it's a dragon anyway, a young dragon is also a dragon, isn't it?

Even if the dragon beast cuts off its head, others may not be able to recognize whether it is a real dragon, isn't it?

In short, due to the ecology of the five-colored dragons inhabiting the Old World, there are not too many 'parallel dragon slaying warriors' like this.

But with such an analogy, it instantly pulled the image of the High Elf from the clouds directly into the quagmire.

This time, the barbarians remembered the hardships of the wanton exploitation and oppression of the arrogant High Elves, and the humiliation of having their heads and dignity trampled under their feet.

They all said that they wanted to find the high elves to find a way back.

What a coincidence.

A tribe of barbarians living on the edge of Pavla's territory saw an opportunity.

When they went out hunting, they actually saw about 300 unarmed high elves who seemed to be escorting something.

Immediately evil is born from the side of the guts.

It's just that they are ready for a tough battle, and they have just rushed forward.

We haven't had time to go to war yet.

Good guys, hundreds of high elves actually threw down the goods on the spot and scattered.

Only piles of gold and silver treasures made of logs were left behind, which directly fascinated people's eyes.

They even had to wonder if the elves had just stolen a young dragon treasure.

It's just that so much treasure poured into the barbarians' trade market, spreading with rumors that the band boasted of having defeated an army of elves.

The High Elves who had been pushed into the quagmire by David were no different from goblins in the eyes of this group of Northland barbarians, at least in the eyes of those low-level barbarians who had little knowledge.

So they sharpened their knives and went to the elves.

At the same time, he soon fought several times with the weak High Elf prisoners of war, which further confirmed the rumor that the High Elves were not as powerful as the goblins.

"Wait! The treasure they spoke of should not be the one that Nymphadora honored me? ”

Hearing this, the more David listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he asked a little hindsightly.

"Yes." Master Drow replied with a shrunken head.

With a loud bang, the [furious] David almost dismantled the ship on the spot:

"Who gave them the audacity to rob my treasure of Daviyutos! And that damn Evgeny! Such a big thing, you didn't report it to me through Siat for the first time? I think she's been too moisturized for a while, right? ”

"Report it, she will report it to the head of Xiat on the same day!" Drow's tongue almost knotted in fear and nervousness.

David's expression changed suddenly, and Master Drow hurriedly explained:

"But at that time, master, you were in retreat in the workshop of the Grand Duke of Silver! Boss Siat wants to contact you, but I can't see you for a week! ”

She didn't know what the High Elf slave had been nourishing and nourishing for the past year, but if she hadn't been able to exonerate Siat from her guilt at this time, she would have been quite nourishing now, and I was afraid that it would have come to an end completely!

"And what about a week later? That's it!? ”

When it comes to his own treasures, David doesn't intend to let go of any of them.

A week later, Master Nymphadora, who knew about this, had recovered most of the treasure as soon as possible, and made up for the losses by plundering several barbarian tribes near her territory, and even had some surplus. At the same time, she said that for the sake of your mood, she simply waited for you to return to the territory, and then reported the situation to the owner in person, so we will not be in front of you for the time being. ”

And no one expected that this would be more than a year.

Hearing this, David finally extinguished the urge to crush that soul prism with one claw.

From this point of view, these two elven slaves are quite effective under their own training.

At least in the past two years, there has been no transgression.

This is what Nymphadora did with the emerald dragon

Although it's really intimate, how can you look at it and have the illusion of being a master?!

[Color.]

Phew!

Thinking of the absurd picture of the big dragon crushing the small dragon, David quickly expelled this somewhat too exciting idea.

He's just a young dragon kid!

Dragons shouldn't, at least not be so ghostly.

I must have blamed Nemphadora for some thoughts.

After all, it was about treasure, and it was her treasure before, and he gave her temporary management privileges of the Dragon's Lair camp before leaving.

She did this for a valid reason.

At that time, if he suddenly heard the news, he would have pulled out all the scales and cracks all over his body and was about to give a thousand gold coins, maybe he would really be driven by [rage] and rush back to the old continent directly.

In this way, he really has to treat this sensible emerald dragon well.

Thinking like this, David couldn't get angry.

But listening to this information, I feel that these barbarians who seem to have tasted the sweetness have been too out of step recently.

'Looks like we'll have to find some time to torture it.' ’

So that this group of primitive people who are still drinking blood can understand.

Right now! Who is the owner of the old continent Scanis?

That's him, of course, David Yutos Saidponga!

That dear old mother—

Crimson Calamity

Pavla

(End of chapter)