When David landed on the port of Volenz in the Duchy of Walden with the five-colored dragons, they were greeted by a silent city.

The streets are clean and spotless, and the sun shines on them, even with reflections, as if playing "Old Rolling Five" with 4K graphics full of mods.

This made David, who was already ready to fight again, feel particularly comfortable, after all, the journey from Bato Hell to Ellaria was tiring, and the destination that no one wanted to reach was full of joy and smell.

Of course, there was no rejection, and naturally the local residents could not be expected to be grateful, so there were no flowers and no cheers.

After all, he is a red dragon that can be called a mobile calamity, and it is already very face-saving that he is not intimidated by the dragon's intimidation on the spot.

The port was only the half-breed Drow Ariana and the thirty or forty barbarian sailors of the Locind clan under her command, and in addition, there were actually more than a dozen Drow who had defected to Ariana to seek a living in the harbor, and the eyes looking at him at this moment were even more full of fanaticism:

"Welcome to Your Highness!"

How can I say that feeling?

David felt that the eyes of the drow were not so much the eyes of the lords they had met for the first time, but the gamblers looking at the 'king fried hand' at his table.

The drow felt like they had won their bet.

David looked at Ariana, who looked a little excited, and then looked sideways at Nymphadora, who was silent, how could he not understand that this was arranged in advance by his 'Green Dragon Secretary', just to be a little more comfortable when he came.

Just looking at the lonely and empty port neighborhood. In connection with the extreme style of these Zhuoer things, I can't help but feel groaned in my heart:

Shouldn't these drows have their brains to slaughter the entire city in advance in order to make room for their group of dragons?

That's a big deal, and in the face of this 'genocide' hat, I'm afraid that all the countries of Middle-earth will have to recruit coalition forces in the name of 'holy salvation' to expel the evil dragon and restore the light of mankind.

This is the political correctness of this world.

Nymphadora, who still knows David best, asked:

"What about the inhabitants of the port? Why didn't anyone come out? ”

Ariana suddenly gave Nymphadora a grateful look:

"Master Nymphadora doesn't know that in a downtown like Port Volynds, the actual control is almost always in the hands of a group of gangs.

"They set rules, they sell psychedelics, they give usurious loans, they collect protection money, and they do everything they do, some of them are inextricably linked to the goddess of abuse.

"If they wait for His Highness Daviyutos to arrive, they will definitely hide themselves as quickly as possible, and then 'transform themselves' and reintegrate in, they are like a group of worms who have grown up without sucking blood, and if they are allowed to continue to exist, it will definitely damage the port income of His Highness.

"So I dared to lead some people to temporarily clean up these 'garbage' before His Highness arrived, but there were still many people who escaped from the port of Volynz overnight, and the movement may be so big that all the port residents hid in their homes and couldn't get out."

As David's perception spread, he 'saw' many residents secretly hiding in the window and peeping in this direction.

It's just that I don't know if the picture of hundreds of five-colored dragons entrenched in the port is too beautiful, many people often explode directly at a glance at their trouser pockets, and faint on the spot, there are too many such people, so that David didn't feel any 'vitality' at the first time.

"Well, good job." David complimented casually.

Even though he is a five-colored dragon with a little convulsion in his head from time to time, he still prefers a 'novice village' that is better changed and shaped according to his own will than a smoky sin city.

It's like playing a territory building game from scratch.

Besides, who said that the chaotic camp must prefer to hang out with the chaos evildoers?

You don't see, even in the most chaotic bottomless abyss, the demons also don't like anyone, so that in addition to the bloody war, the most fought there is a civil war all day long.

How can there be such a thing as being surrounded by obedient people, you can only watch yourself go crazy and then go against the grain!

"What about the port governor of Volenz?" David asked.

"Ran away." Ariana replied truthfully.

"Ran away?" David felt a pity, as if a boiled duck in a pot had flown off.

The governor of a large port, at least a nobleman with the title of earl, that's a fat sheep.

Especially at this time when all kinds of supplies are urgently needed, David is also ready to go ashore with the first sword, first kill the 'intended person', and then explode some gold coins and food.

But Ariana seems to have been prepared for this:

"But he just drove away with his family and guards, and we stopped the car and the goods, including the governor's wife and a few children."

David was immediately happy, I'm afraid this isn't Liu Bang's isotope in this magical world, right?

Oh no, Liu Bang at least took his wife and threw the child away, and was picked up by his subordinates several times.

This one is even more ruthless, and he doesn't even want a wife.

But for David, it doesn't matter, he just doesn't bring his goods and supplies with him.

As for the port governor who ran away, he would lobby around and promise to bring back the other noble allies?

This kind of good thing Davy wishes to have more, it is said that some noble knights are quite valuable, and it is a lot of money to sell them back as hostages.

Hearing Ariana's next words, David was a little stunned: "And the most important thing is that this governor's wife has the royal blood of Lovalden, and she is also the real earl of Lovalden. As long as Your Highness Daviyutos makes a proclamation in the name of this Lady Fremea, you will be the rightful governor of the port of Volynz in the Duchy of Lovalden. ”

“.” David suddenly felt that his sister Tania behind him was looking at him and that something was not right.

What do you mean by making an announcement in the name of this Lady Fremea? This ill-conceived Drow actually instigated himself to take down the countess and then rightfully take over?

Although this is indeed the unspoken rule and gameplay among the nobles of this world, is he David such a casual dragon? Well?

"Tanya, change for me." David immediately flicked his tail and picked up the silver dragon sister beside him in full view of everyone.

Tanya, who had a tacit understanding with David, immediately turned into a silver-haired aristocratic girl in a gorgeous costume when she heard the sound, and was placed on her head like a mascot by David, and then looked around at the dragons and their dependents:

"Well, from today onwards, our Silver Dragon Lady, Her Royal Highness Tania, is the new Governor of Port Volynz in the Duchy of Lovalden, so Your Highness Tania, are you confident that you will be a good Governor and give all your vassals and people a stable and beautiful life?"

"Of course!" Tania immediately tilted her neck to the dragons' knowing laughter and replied confidently.

This seems to be a child's play, but it was David's decision after patting his head.

In David's plans, the Duchy of Lovaldon was always just a springboard to his plan, a bridgehead for the eastward march into the Elven Kingdom.

So it doesn't matter who is the ruler in name.

Importantly, whoever is the apparent ruler is more acceptable to the local population, and the decrees work more efficiently.

Theoretically, of course, it is easiest and most effective to support Lady Fremea, who is the Earl of Real Power, or according to Ariana's secret advice:

Directly take down the governor's wife, and support her red dragon to ascend to the governor's position in her name.

Because both of these are the rules of human kingship, no matter how absurd, they are still the most acceptable to the aristocracy.

But the question is, as a red dragon, why does he need to be accepted by a group of nobles?

Whoever dares to disagree will him directly!

For David, as long as his five-colored dragons can be accepted by the lower level of the people with a larger number of people, he will be able to establish a knightly aristocracy system similar to the human kingdom out of thin air through the bloodline bestowal ceremony of his dependents, and raise an army that can at least be used to fill the battle line.

It's just that the human kingdom uses power to canonize, and he is more realistic, directly canonizing with the power given by the five-colored dragon, and using the bloodline to transform it into his own dependents and vassals.

Placed next door to the Blue Star, it is equivalent to giving ordinary people a choice: whether to be a customs employee, or to be a 'captain' with the real power of employees and the power of super soldiers?

But if you have a little bit of that, you know how to choose, right?

In a way, this is really using one's own blood to dye the whole world red.

The only problem is that the five-colored dragon has given the world too much stereotype of 'destruction and calamity', and there is no doubt that fear and insecurity are predominantly under its own rule.

At this point, the metal dragon has done much better, giving people the impression that most of the golden dragons are iron-faced and selfless wilderness judges, and the silver dragon, which can be called a courtesan, is the target of many human spring dreams.

A Red Dragon Governor and a Silver Dragon Governor almost don't need to be elected, everyone will vote directly with their feet.

Even under the command of this silver dragon governor, the five-colored dragons of one vote, drow elves, dwarves, barbarians and even ogres.

But sometimes human beings are like this, as long as they are given a clear reason, they will hold this thought and hope to give themselves PUA and P themselves until they become obedient.

"Lead the way, and take a look at our governor's palace." David immediately ordered.

The most important thing is to take stock of your goods.

It's the most enjoyable thing for every dragon to see after grabbing a place.

At the same time, just as Davy, who was about to leave, was thinking about how to settle the dragons and the dwarves who were about to vomit with nothing to do, a humanoid creature covered in linen robes strode over.

With a 'Cheng' sound, the barbarian Locinder and the skin-changing ogre Monado, who had been standing not far from David's side, pulled out their exile blades and horse swords to stop them respectively:

"Stop!"

The man pulled off the linen robe under the vigilant and puzzled gaze of Losinder, and immediately revealed his dragon scales and horns, which were different from ordinary people.

A Dragonborn?

Dragonborn Rhodes looked at Locinder, who also had 'Dragonborn characteristics' on his body, with a fanatical face, thinking that the other party was the same kind as himself.

didn't dare to look directly at the red dragon in the distance, and almost kowtowed and pleaded:

"His Highness Davyyutos! Rhodes, the Dragonborn, has always admired the prestige of your Steel-Burning Dragon, begging to join your command and become your dependent. ”

David, who had just opened his wings and was about to take off to the Governor's Mansion in Shangcheng District, suddenly paused, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at this humble little guy, and asked with interest:

"Oh, what have you heard of my prestige?" David didn't even know when he had made a name for himself in Middle-earth.

Rhodes froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect the legendary Crimson Calamity to be so talkative, and in his original thought, it was a gamble that would either be taken under his command or sent to hell by a mouthful of dragon breath for his offensive behavior.

Immediately, some of them began to stutter and begin to explain the legends they had heard of about David's past, most of which were from the Scannis period.

Zhuoer on the side immediately coughed lightly twice and said:

"This kid has been carrying goods with us in the port all these years, and under the influence of those barbarians, he has heard some of your prestige, and has always longed to settle in Scaniss with his fellow dragonborn companion, so I gave him a chance."

Only then did David know that the city in front of him was as clean as an elf city, and this kid had a share of the credit.

Immediately asked:

"Then why do you have to be my dependent?"

Rod opened his mouth and suddenly said what he had been thinking for so many years:

"I just want to live with more dignity and live like a person. To be able to keep me, my friend, alive, I thought, maybe by becoming your family, I can do all this."

"Very simple wishes."

David nodded and ordered:

"Since what you want is to live with dignity, then, from the beginning, you must abide by your dignity, instead of just prostrate on the ground and beg for alms and stand up like now."

"Yes." Rod got up a little dazed, thinking that his attempt had failed.

I saw a red tail stretched out against his chest: "I heard that you are responsible for leading people to clean this block?" Well done, at least it made my mood a little happier. ”

At this point, the tip of David's tail carved a mark on the scales on Rod's chest like a carving knife, and the pain of the erosion of magic immediately made him tremble, but he did not dodge or make a sound.

"Yes, if you can withstand the engraving of the [Carved Skin Dragon], at least your willpower is qualified."

The tip of David's tail patted the Dragonborn boy on the shoulder:

"In the future, you will be responsible for the cleanup of the city, including the 'garbage' cleanup, you will be an adult in five years, if you are still alive in five years, come to my military camp to report, at that time, I will give you a family ceremony, and officially become a member of my family."

"You've been strengthened, go ahead."

As he spoke, he spread his wings and soared into the sky, and flew towards the upper city with his head on his own own Tania's 'governor'.

"Yes! Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness! I will definitely complete your mission and survive! ”

Rhodes visibly felt that his skin and even his scales seemed to have hardened a lot, as if he was wearing a layer of leather, and he was a little clumsy as he learned from the human guards and ran behind the dragons with excitement on his face.

He's going to tell his friends!

He's found a way to live with dignity for the Dragonborn!

Xu is human inhabitants found that this group of dragons showed no signs of destruction, especially the red dragon's head was a 'human girl' on the head, and immediately thought that it was a nobleman with noble blood who had returned with a group of dragons, and immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, and then what should he do.

So just as Rod's front foot stepped into the block, the attic window on the second floor was pushed open by the woman, and then a pot of blood-colored night pot was splashed down the street, dousing Rod's face on the spot.

For a while, the street that had just been cleaned was covered with dirt again.

Rod wiped his face, then looked up to the sky and roared:

"Whoever dares to pour the night pot again in the future, I will stuff the bottom of whom!"

At the same time, he often listened to the barbarian sailor Kan Dashan, and his head popped out of a word he had heard:

"Perhaps, I should organize people to build a 'public toilet' first?"

(End of chapter)