And just like that, the secret meeting of the dragons began, and the fashionable guests arrived early.

Winkel, Grandrack, Manlin Victor, and Glenich meet at the rendezvous point outside Mumulin, a meadow large enough to hold an army of dragons. Thousands of Minions are already at work, preparing food and drinks for guests while flying insects can be seen flying towards their locations.

With the evil Mel Lin defeated and the Earth's Gate destroyed, a new pre-dragon battle has begun in flames. But the real battle will be decided here.

"Minions". Winkel turned to Manlin Victor, who left his scythe to some minion to study. "Are you sure that the dropped bomb won't ruin the party?"

"The Ishikai anti-nuclear defense system is fully operational, Your Majesty." The Reaper pointed to the hills near the steppe, where the dwarven rockets were stored.

The design of this system is excellent. Suicidal members of the Ishigami Secret Order, hoping to be reincarnated in that mysterious Japan like their founder, will fly rockets and crash them into any incoming bomb before they hit the ground. Vai

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Not only to protect his shores from attack, but also to help natural selection weed out his stupidest retinue.

"You're going to strengthen the door of my vault," Wacker said. "I woke up this morning to find a spider stalker who had drunk my sweat and promised that we were a natural pair. I had to eat her. ”

"I have the same problem, but it's an interesting solution. I also have an amulet that reduces charisma and is very helpful for stalkers. ”

"Minions, why am I not so charming?" Especially at times like these? No, it's better to eat one invasion of privacy at a time. ”

"I hope everything goes well." His master shook his head. "I'm not sure

The regeneration of adodo and our snack cat farm can satisfy the appetite of our guests. ”

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Why not their father?" Vai

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Asked. The Tarasks had grown fat after eating the spoils of their last plunder, so losing weight was good for them.

"Because (Emperor Tarask) is now so radioactive that he can kill almost anything in the vicinity, I will not risk giving his meat to anyone to eat, not even His Majesty's relatives. We can't even put it in the Dodo Center anymore, otherwise it would endanger the lives of the staff or the dodo; Luckily, the inhabitants of the moon can help us deal with him. ”

Good. This will allow him to fight the fairies more effectively, although he will be away from the rest of his retinue.

"Breeder Victor, I can't hear you very clearly," Grandrack said with a frown. "Can you say that again, louder?"

The Emperor immediately frowned, for the respected [Princess Hunt] was struggling to understand his minister. "It looks like the sound impediment of fortune is catching up with you, Breeder Victor," said Grandrack. "You have to work on your treasure."

"But Manling Victor is a real minion!" Vai

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protested. "He's crossed the wealth barrier!"

"Yes, that's why I can still hear him, but only in the medium volume range."

Winkel heard the news and panicked. "Minions," he said to face Manlin Victor, who looked down at his feet in shame. "You...... Are you poor?"

"Your Majesty, I have paid child support to many people," admitted poor vizier. "Between the lawyer's fees, my estate and my research...... I've exceeded my tenths of my limit. ”

In addition to the fact that Winkel absolutely could not tolerate a beggar to be his chief of staff, there was one more thing that annoyed him. "Manling Victor, is that why you don't want to have children?" Does having more children than you have now make you poorer?"

"That's one of the reasons. I admit that if Your Majesty ...... The implementers of this matter struggled to find the right words, "If Your Majesty could...... Increase my tenths ......"

"Minions, you're asking me......" Winkel struggled to squeeze the words out of his throat. Asking for a raise?"

Victor nodded slowly, looking like a puppy waiting to be thrown out.

What about raises? Even for Manlin Victor, this is crazy! Every dragon knows that when one minion gets a raise, the other lazy guys want it! The pay increase is the beginning of strikes and slave wars!

However, if Manlin Victor refuses to breed because he needs more gold to spoil his offspring, then in the long run this reduces Winkel's resources because his best servants will breed fewer Minions. If all his servants follow the same rules, then this explains their low fertility.

The dragon thought about the matter very carefully, his mind lost in complex mathematics that only a mind like himself could understand.

If two tithes means one more minions, each minion can give him ninety-eight percent of his earnings...... Well, considering the enormous wealth possessed by the dragon, the total amount of wealth in the end is always more than Winkel maintained his usual rate! If the reproduction rate doubles for every tenth, the total number grows exponentially to infinity!

Intelligence check successful!

You've found a roundabout long-term investment!

"Manlin Victor, let you bear witness to the Sixth Commandment, and I will pass it on to the world below." Winkel conveys the generosity of the Elder Wives. "From now on, all my servants shall be entitled to a tenth of their income."

The statement sent both Manlin Victor and Grandrack gasped. "Your Majesty is talking about a tenth?" His chief of staff asked, too shocked to fully comprehend the generosity of his master. "Can we keep a tenth of our revenue?"

"Yes, a tenth." Winkel said he looked up magnanimously, expecting others to praise him for his magnanimity.

"Are you sure, young Vajkel?" Grandfather asked in surprise. "It's ...... This is something that has never been seen in the entire history of the dragons. ”

"I'm not a dragon who repeats myself," Winkel replied. "Visionaries are willing to take risks so they can make the world a better place." also for themselves. ”

"I can safely say that my situation has changed a lot!" Manlin Victor was so happy that he kissed Van Kel's ring finger almost adoringly. "I bow to Your Majesty's mercy!"

"Breeder Victor, I hear more clearly than before." Grandrac said happily. "You're in the millionaire trading volume range."

"Well, yes, if I keep the tenth I deserve......" Manlin Victor clenched his fists. Oh my God, I'm feeling so much lighter now!"

"Shhhhhh When the first dragons landed, Winkel said to him.

Unsurprisingly, his family arrived earlier than everyone else, and his nieces and cousins were happy to see him.

"Uncle!" Julie kissed Winkel on the nose, and now she was wearing a beautiful golden armor all over her body. Unfortunately, she carries the kobold rangers on her back, as the knight Kia abdicates her duties. "Look at me, I've become a real knight!"

"I'm so proud of you," Winkel said, vowing to spoil his niece after the festivities. "What is your level?"

“41 !”

"We're so proud of you, Julie," said the second guest, Ge

ialissime said. Unlike his niece, he held his chief of staff in his hands in the position of a dragon and left his back to his son Cou

ageux。 "Grandpa, it's an honor to see you again."

"Ah, young gentleman, I remember when you were your mother's youngest child!" The old dragon nodded at himself, then looked at Courage. "I see you captured your own dragon queen and gave birth to an heir!"

“M-Mo

ey !” Courage replied that he was too frightened by the old dragon to speak coherently. "I'm the money!"

"Your Majesty, if all goes well, can I teleport out for a few hours?" The dragons exchanged a few pleasantries, and Manlin Victor asked. "Kia has gone to ask Rola

d Ga

demag

e king's help I need at Haudeme

See Individuals. ”

Wacker's fertility policy has borne fruit!" Go breed, minions!" I'll call you if you need to!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Manlin Victor said, then bowed and teleported out in a plume of smoke.

Unfortunately, as soon as Manlin Victor left, a new figure appeared in the sky that ruined Winkel's mood.

One of the problems with the conclave was that all the dragons were invited.

"A zmey!" Grinich was delighted, and a female companion dressed in purple fell on the grass. She is even more inbred than Manlin Victor's mount, with breasts and hair.

"Cousin, what is this thing doing here?" ge

Alissime asked, while G

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d

Ake just turned away and looked down on the newcomer snobbishly.

"I'm a dragon!" The female zmey said, speechless. "I have the right to stay here!"

"Is this true?" Julie asked, confused. Due to her age, some unpleasant aspects of this party had been hidden from her.

"Close relatives of dragons, such as the wise dragons and zmeys, lobby for secret meetings," Vai

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Admit. "We give them the right to watch the debate, just like our chief of staff."

"Thank goodness Julie, women don't have the right to vote," GE

The alissime website says: "They are an oppressed minority."

"But if we vote with all our heads, we'll outnumber you!" The female mosquito complained.

"Look at you!" Winkel rebuked the guy. "You've got hair!" You're inbred, so you have hair!"

"As long as I live, Zemes will not vote!" Ge

Ialissime Oath. "Anything else, give Wyvern the right to vote?" Isn't there anyone else who sees this landslide effect?"

Winkel had expected Golinich to complain or complain, but the girl, completely captivated by the newcomer, threw herself at her. "Gorinich thinks you're beautiful!"

“Zha

k you! The mother, born of fear, replied that her three heads were flustered. "My nephew is my grandfather!"

"Me too!" Golenich wagged his tail. "You're perfect!"

Winkel did what dragons should do, ignoring them and welcoming the new guests.

Congratulations! Because you rode by your master's side and started the first battle of the war, you gained the rank 1 [Chaos Knight]!

+30 hp， +1 st

， +1 vit， +1 ski， +1 agi， +1 i

t， +1 cha。

[Red Knight]: The movement of you and your mount is not affected by [field] or [weather]; Also, when you're riding on a monster, you and your creatures ignore all forms of damage reduction and resistance to [physical] attacks, including armor (you can't ignore immunity). You can add two monsters to your mount.

In the end, all his [claimed] allowances offset the minimum growth of his career!

Long ago, Victor remembered his defense of the port city of Haudeme in the early days of his adventure

Not scorched (Sco

che

s) invasion; At the time he was not yet level 20 and barely survived a fierce battle with two bandits. Some kobold rangers have even died, forcing him to accept [necromancy] to resurrect them.

He's come so far since then. The port city has not changed at all, except for the restoration of houses destroyed by the scorched earth army and the Viet Cong army; But Victor knew for sure.

Surrounded by statues of three guardsmen, he took off his helmet and knocked on the door of the Renette Hotel. The townspeople left the streets as soon as they saw the Grim Reaper, either because they didn't know him...... Either because they knew him.

"Here it is," a woman's voice said from outside the threshold, and the door opened. "Really?"

"Renette," Victor said. "It's been a while."

She's been more than a year, he's been eight years.

Just like the city, she hasn't changed much. She was still the busty innkeeper, very good-looking, with long blond hair tied into a ponytail and green eyes. She wears a dress with the Shesha logo and a pendant to match her greedy patron saint.

"Victor? Victor Dalton? I'm sorry, I almost didn't recognize you just now, and ......" She squinted at the statues around him. "Why are there petrified watchmen around you?"

"I think I have burning armor, wings, and dragon tails on me, and they think I'm something else. They will recover within a few hours. ”

"I see," said the innkeeper, apparently surprised. She looked at him from head to toe, impressed by his intimidating appearance. "I've heard rumors, but ......"

"Can I come in?" He asked. "In a few hours, I'll have to teleport back to the V&V Empire."

"Of course," she said, inviting him into the house and closing the door with her hand. To his great surprise, the hotel was almost empty.

"Tough times?" Victor asked.

"No, but I'm temporarily closing the hostel," Ly

ette admitted. "I've heard that there will be another war with Praitan, so I'm going to move east to Bahrain before the fairies attack our shores."

Choose wisely. "Actually, I'm here to discuss this, and our son."

"When you ask me to breed instead of a monetary reward, I'm so eager that I forget my usual precautions," she admitted. "I think I'm lucky. Other options...... are not qualified. ”

"They don't have my beauty?"

"They're neither rich nor are they," she replied bluntly. "I'm ready to raise Armand on my own, but it's nice to have some extra income. I can save money to buy eternal youth from Sasha instead of paying for my son's education myself. ”

Armand. Beautiful name. "I can arrange it." He showed her his [purported] sign. "I'm sure she'll give you a discount on my behalf."

Renette's eyes widened in surprise. "You were chosen by the goddess?"

"It's been almost a year," he said, before showing her his other markings. "And more than half of the Pantheon."

She looked up at him, as if he was a completely different person from a second ago. "What is your level?"

"Seventy-eight". She almost choked. "We also have a new Hero Badge."

It could go to Allison, who has an [epic] healer among their officers, but it hasn't been confirmed.

Now, he could see that the instincts of the merchant Renette had awakened. "Are there vacancies in your empire?" She asked suddenly.

"A real job opening?"

"Victor, frankly, I'm not personally interested in you, but your money interests me." At least she's open about her motives. "I can see that staying in Wankel will bring a lot of opportunities. I am also an excellent organizer, businessman, innkeeper......"

"The innkeeper?" Victor's head lit up. "Classes?"

"Put on your hat," she said proudly.

"Well, I have a pocket size that comes in handy." For her and many, this will soon be the safest refuge in Ottmund. "Can I take a look at my son before we discuss anything?"

"Of course. He's sleeping upstairs. ”

She led him to a room with a crib. In the midst of this, his son.

It's not the first time Victor has seen a perfect human baby, but after weeks of thinking there would be demons and werewolves, the scene is refreshing. Given the timing, this is not surprising at all. The baby was certainly a little older than six months, small, with only a little hair, soft and damp.

When the baby opens his big green eyes, Victor finds himself overwhelmed by a strange emotion that he has never experienced before.

"Armand, this is your father," said Renette, holding him in his arms. "Here, winner. Take him. ”

Victor immediately lifted all spells and innate protections that could harm the child, especially the fire effect, and he carefully held the child in his arms, unable to utter a word. His son looked up at him, a little confused, but a little relaxed.

Armand Dalton.

His son.

In this moment, all Victor's fears and anxieties about parenthood disappear. All the stress he'd built up in his life to deal with those crazy women was relieved. Even his lingering suspicion that the door was destroyed left the building.

Everything is replaced by pure happiness.

"I'm going to kill them all."

"What?" Renette asked in surprise.

"Everyone who threatens my beautiful child," Victor said with a giggle at his lovely son. "I'm going to kill them, use their bodies as immortal toys, and make them dance on their own graves."

Congratulations! You've unlocked [Evil Daddy Mode]!

Your daughter's boyfriend will date them with nightmare difficulty.

"You're going to love it, right?" Little Armand heard his father's cruel smile and let out a lovely baby sound. "I'll love it if I kill the fairy who scares you at night, right?"

A parent's love often brings out the best in people.

For Victor, this led to the worst possible outcome.