New World Middle-earth, Duchy of Lovalden.

As the ship docked, especially the familiar dragon-headed flag, Rod, who was a dragonborn, hurriedly wrapped his scaly body with a linen robe, revealing only a pair of eyes that were still a little different from ordinary people, and began to do the work of carrying goods at the dock as always.

Since the great rebellion of the Duchy of Lovalden forty-five years ago, it has completely entered a state of fragmentation by various forces, and ordinary people have to rely on a little luck just to survive.

The dock porter is completely a hard job, charged by the piece, and the employment environment is more volatile than the takeaway industry of Blue Star.

But as a dragonborn, the last thing he lacks is strength, and the work that ordinary people use to earn a living is stunned by him to do an income-generating business, and the income of one day is often equivalent to seven or eight adult strong men.

But no matter what world it is, it is often easy to be excluded by others.

If it weren't for the fact that Rhodes's physique as a dragonborn was also different from ordinary people, and several ordinary big men were not opponents, it is estimated that he would have been beaten by his peers and charged protection money.

This kind of combat effectiveness has naturally attracted the covetousness of many gangs near the port, and several attempts to recruit him as a thug member have been tried several times, but Rhodes has escaped in various ways.

When he was a child, he and his friends were imprisoned on the ranch and used as animals, constantly drawing blood for magic materials, which made him have no good feelings for these gangs, and he just wanted to stay away.

Maybe even he didn't expect that for the first time in his life, apart from the Red Scales' group of fellow dragonborns, he would have trust and affection, and it would be a half-blood Drow and a group of barbarian sailors.

And the porter position provided by the other party's ships to the port on a regular basis also provides him with the most stable income security, and it is also relying on this income that allows him to live in the port city for so many years, and at the same time has spare energy to help other dragonborn partners in the city.

With the crisp and pleasant sound of a Loiardon silver coin and seven copper coins, Rhodes was in a good mood, and he could not help but pluck up his courage again and ask the half-breed Drow, who was leaning on the mast with two long legs crossed and paying them his own wages:

"Sister Ariana, can you help me see if the money I saved is enough to settle in Scanis?"

Ariana glanced at the dracoborn with some surprise:

"You haven't given up yet?"

Then I remembered the request that the Dragonborn and a few of his companions had wanted to take their ship to the Old World to earn a living.

After all, this may be related to the immigration and even control of the entire Dragonborn, and she couldn't figure out what her Dragon Lord Davyyutos thought about it, so she said to the group of Dragonborn children:

If you want to change to a new place and live a decent life, save money first, and only by paying enough tribute can the dragon lord look at you 'burdensome' differently, and even earn under his command.

Yes, in Ariana's opinion, even the drakes were treated as non-dragon aliens by the dragons, let alone the more mixed and inferior humanoid dragonborns.

Their physical fitness may far surpass that of ordinary humans in all aspects, but for dragons, they are still just a burden, and even 'currency' is not enough to qualify.

She didn't expect that her original joke was taken seriously by the other party, and it has been firmly implemented for decades.

Rhodes suddenly asked with some stiffness: "Give up?" This place, for as long as I can remember, has been full of injustice, discrimination, and oppression, and it is hell for us Dragonborn. Now that I have a chance to escape from here, I will do my best. ”

Speaking of this, Rod didn't know what to remember, and suddenly lowered his head in some frustration and said:

"Also, one of my buddies named Redscale was probably smuggled to Scanis, and I wanted to see if I could find her."

That year, he had a nightmare in which he dreamed that he was possessed by a demon named Goodmond and then turned to ashes by the red scales that were also wrong, but just when he thought he was dead, he woke up naked from the battlefield and was found by his friends.

It was Red Scales who saved him! It must be.

Seeing such a persistent dragonborn youth, Ariana had a little headache, and she really couldn't bear to continue to tease the other party, so she had to reveal part of the truth and said:

"Then you may be doomed to be disappointed, since fifteen years ago, the High Elves began to attack the Scannis continent in a big way, and even my master's territory of Katgana has fallen, even if you are lucky enough to not be sunk by the Elven Navy halfway to feed the fish, you will be dragged to the front line by those long ears to be slaves and cannon fodder, even so, do you still want to settle in Scanis?"

When Rod heard this, he felt a great disappointment and darkness engulf him.

It's as if decades of hard work have all lost their meaning.

"I see, thank you, Sister Ariana."

"Little Rod, I have a feeling that the day when my Dragon Lord will return to the main material plane from the Bato Hell will not be too far away, do you want to come to my ship first and become a sailor first? When that happens, you'll have the option to make your dreams come true again. ”

A ray of light appeared in Rod's eyes again, but as soon as he thought of something, his eyes dimmed again, and he turned his head and pursed his lips to apologize to the drow:

"I'm sorry, I still have two partners who need my care, and without me, they, in this port city, can't survive at all."

"Good luck then." Ariana nodded, no longer persuading.

After all, she also threw out this olive branch because this dragonborn had a certain cultivation value, she was a famous Zhuoer, not a charity.

Rod smiled and nodded, then collected his salary for today, dragged his tired body and turned away.

But just as Rod's figure was about to disappear into the harbor, Drow, who was sitting on the mast lookout, seemed to sense something, and instinctively raised his hand to see a magic messenger owl land on his wrist.

After reading the magical letterhead, Ariana sat up sharply:

"Pafla is on top!"

"Wait, boy."

Bite.

As he was about to leave the port, Rhodes the Dragonborn heard the voice of the half-drow behind him again.

As soon as Rod turned around, he saw a golden trajectory falling in front of him, he instinctively reached out to catch it, and then the whole person was stupid.

A platinum coin! Devensel Platinum Coins!

This must be a huge amount of money that he can earn by moving goods at the dock for hundreds of days! The premise is to meet a captain like Ariana, who naturally has a crush on their dragonborn.

"What do you command? Miss Ariana. "For a while, even the name changed.

It was only after seeing the fanatical look on this Drow's face that Rod panicked even more.

He'd heard rumors of drow's fornication, and even real dragons had their waists cut off! I can't even think about it.

For a while, Rod thought that this Miss Drow saw that she was almost an adult and wanted to come and try something fresh and delicious

Should I say yes? Or do you say yes?

I just don't know if my little body can withstand the ravages from Drow's sister, and it is said that these Drow generally have a habit of disciplining their playmates' flesh.

'I should be able to handle it, right?' It's a Devensel platinum! ’

But just as the dragonborn boy was thinking about it, Ariana took an enchanted dagger from her waist and threw it in front of Rod, saying:

"I'll give you a task, no matter how many men you muster, clean up the port city, and if anyone gets in the way, take this dark evil and kill him, and tomorrow morning when the sun rises over the sea, I will see a spotless port district.

"Spotlessly clean!

"Got it?"

After giving the order to this almost absurd task, Ariana jumped off the lookout on the mast and disappeared into the lower town, leaving Rhodes alone.

He glanced at the garbage and even excrement all over the port, and his whole head almost exploded.

Clean up to spotlessly clean, how is this possible!

In particular, the people of the whole port of Volenz, or most of the people in the urban areas of this century, have a very foul habit:

That is, in the morning, you dump your night pot directly on the street, and let the shoes and wheels of pedestrians carry this filth into the distance.

So much so that the first scene that the traveler saw when he came to the block and raised his head was definitely not an exotic scenery with a different style, but probably a pot of aunt that was splashed down by a woman in Baotou on the second floor.

This means that even if he does lead someone to clean up the streets, he will lose his work by the next day.

"Damn it! Why did Ariana suddenly give me such an unreasonable task, cleaning up the streets, shouldn't it be a need that only some big man can have? ”

As far as he can remember, this was the case only once when he saw King Loulvaden on an inspection trip as a child.

As a result, the hapless king was assassinated in the street by the rebels, and the whole of Lourwalden became a mess.

"Wait! Big shot? ”

When I think of the big man who can be so fanatically obeyed by Miss Ariana, it seems that it can only be the one

Son of Crimson Calamity - His Highness Davyyutos?

Is that legendary highness coming to Lowalden?

Sensing this possibility, Rod felt his heart suddenly beat violently.

It's his, no, their chance!

A chance to be able to prove yourself.

Let that Red Dragon Highness see the value of these dragonborns of their chance!

A dragon may be strong enough, but it also needs dependents, followers, and even vassals to serve it.

Just like Miss Ariana, although she is a drow, she has long been the number one captain in the entire Midway Bay by virtue of her deterrent power and influence attached to that dragon.

Every time Ariana's dragon ship arrived, the entire Volynz gang members, large and small, would be honest for a few days, at least not daring to attack the Drow's crew.

"Made, fight!" With this in mind, Rhodes pulled out the dagger stuck in the stone slab, tightened his robe, and rushed to the block where his companions were.

As long as this is done, perhaps, in the future, they will no longer need this stuffy robe to hide themselves.

As night fell, Rhodes set out with shovels and brooms with the children he had recruited under his 'coin throwing' campaign and the people who dared to take risks for the windfall.

But even if they consciously acted in concealment, in the eyes of these gang members entrenched in the port of Volynz, it was still a big move.

Although Rhodes was cleaning up the garbage from the streets, did they have the permission of the gang members?

Soon, with a scream begging for mercy, the last thing that Rod wanted to encounter happened, and immediately led a group of timid companions to rush over.

"Yo, isn't this our little dragon man Rod? How? You little trash run out at night to 'pick up work', have you paid this month's protection fee? ”

"No, I didn't know that I had to pay for this business." Rod took a deep breath and hung his head in reply.

"Then what are you still doing in a daze, either pay the money or chop off a finger to pay me, this is the rule of our lower Volenz town."

"Who made the rules?" Rhodes suddenly found himself surprisingly calm.

The gang member was suddenly a little dissatisfied with Rod's 'arrogant' attitude: "Of course it's our Blood Jackal Gang, you!" ”

He was only halfway through his sentence when he watched in disbelief as a sharp dagger pierced through the leather armor on his chest, and then he could no longer speak.

It seems that he never imagined that the dragonborn child, who had been exploited by himself all his life, would choose to stab him in a violent manner.

How dare you!?

Rod then stabbed several times in the limelight, completely making the other party lose his movement, and then looked around at everyone:

"Clean up this garbage, tomorrow morning, this garbage will be completely gone."

This was originally a rhetoric that Rhodes used to stabilize people's hearts, but he didn't expect that not long after he finished speaking, sticky blood began to overflow from the depths of the street, like a monster hiding in the dark, silently cleaning up these unsightly garbage.

Seeing that the time was approaching early morning, looking at the blood all over the street and the corpses that could be seen dead on the street when he turned a corner, Rhodes directly led people to break into the water purification workshop.

It's just that he didn't expect that a conflict might have broken out to solve the problem, and the workshop owner didn't know if he smelled something, so he directly promised to provide clean water for free with a smile on his face.

With plenty of fresh water, Rhodes and their family were finally able to use clean water directly to flush the streets.

After a busy night's work, the smell of blood finally dissipated in the entire Volynz port.

Just as Rhodes watched in a trance, as the sun rose from the sea and reflected on the spotless streets of the port, he breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't believe that he had really accomplished this seemingly impossible task.

"Ang !!" Bursts of dragon chanting came from the sea.

Rod Mouran looked back and saw a crimson figure, flying with hundreds of dragons of all colors.

Coming.

(End of chapter)