Really, why did I forget to ask Dans to leave me a saddlebag or two? Ember Flame, who was walking down the street with a money bag in his hand, thought a little depressed.

Since there are no storage items, it is more inconvenient for the red dragon to carry things, so it is a good choice to hang a few saddle bags on the body to place items. But Ember doesn't really like the feeling of having too many things on his body, so he doesn't have to bring it with him, so he is in an embarrassing situation now.

I'll have to hang a few saddlebags on my body all the time when I go back, and it's not a big deal. The image of the red dragon walking on the street with a money bag in his mouth is really not good-looking, to put it mildly, it is like a dog. So much so that most of the people who have been accustomed to the existence of the red dragon for many years can't help but take a few more glances at this time.

After a while, the red dragon couldn't stand it anymore, so he threw the money bag back, caught it steadily with his flexible tail, and then rolled the bag mouth and continued walking.

If he had thought of using his tail in the first place, he might not have been so embarrassed, Ember was in a very bad mood at this time, could it be worse?

A muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the "boom" sky, and at some point it was already cloudy, and a heavy rain was coming.

Ember looked at the sky, sighed, and turned to find shelter from the rain.

Although the rain has no effect on the dragon, the red dragon is a fire attribute and naturally does not like water, so it will not choose to rain when it is not necessary.

Most of the shops around this street are not suitable for shelter from the rain, and when you turn the street, a building comes into view.

It turns out that the mercenary bar in the imperial capital is here, the red dragon thought to himself. A drop of rain fell on his nose, and Ember didn't think much before walking towards the bar door.

The gate is very spacious, so it is more than enough for the red dragon to pass through at this time, of course, if the adult dragon comes, it will be good to be able to get in at most a head.

With the entry of the red dragon, the conversation in the bar suddenly decreased by half, and most of the people's eyes fell on the red dragon.

Ember glanced at it lightly, and due to the time, there were only a dozen people in the huge bar hall. Ignoring the gaze of others, the red dragon found a nearby table, pushed the chair away, and sat down on the ground.

At this time, two mercenaries had already walked to the bar and chatted with the waiters, pointing at the red dragon from time to time, but Ember only glanced at them, and then looked out the window at the pouring rain.

After more than ten minutes, the heavy rain did not stop at all, and the red dragon, who was tired of seeing the rain, withdrew his gaze from looking out the window, put the money bag that had been rolled with his tail on the table, and then opened it and counted it with his front paws.

The gold coins in Lorysk are very valuable, not as worthless as in other places, one gold coin is enough for an ordinary person to eat and live well in the imperial capital for a month. One gold coin can be exchanged for a hundred silver coins, one silver coin can be exchanged for a hundred copper coins, and one copper coin can buy a white and tender fresh loaf of bread.

Ember didn't have much money at this time, and had little income other than the gladiatorial arena, and the dragons had a habit of using gold coins to cushion their beds, as they enjoyed the pleasure of rubbing their scales against gold coins. And the gold that Ember now has can barely be used as a pillow. I must be the poorest dragon in history, it's not the first time he's thought of it.

The heavy purse was quickly counted, and inside were nineteen gold coins and a hundred silver coins, which Ember had specially ordered. There is no way, there are too few gold coins and can only be replaced with silver coins for the time being, otherwise even the bed will not be satisfied, and the red dragon, who has slept on the cold and biting floor for more than ten years, said that he has had enough!

Just as the red dragon was staring at a gold coin in a daze, a voice sounded: "Dragon, are you interested in joining our mercenary group?" ”

Ember turned his head to look at the mercenary standing next to him who was as tall as himself who was sitting, this man had a big beard, and the armor on his body looked like a battle-hardened person, exuding a heroic aura, and he was a figure.

Seeing that the red dragon didn't say anything, the bearded man smiled slightly and patted the money bag on his waist. Suddenly, the dragon's orange-red eyes lit up a little: judging from the experience of an out-and-out dragon, this money bag was full of gold coins!

However, Ember resisted the urge to pounce and said calmly, "I'm not interested." ”

The bearded man was stunned, according to the normal script, this stinky red dragon should have been conquered by gold coins at this time, what's wrong?

"Why? I'm very sincere, I don't mean to cheat or anything. These words are said directly, which shows that the bearded man is indeed sincere, unlike ordinary duplicitous people.

"I belong to the Stan family. The red dragon turned his head and tried not to think about the bag of gold coins on the bearded man's body, for fear that he would be unbearable to pounce on it and rob it in the next second.

Even if the mercenary is not local, he will learn the common sense of various places, and the bearded man naturally knows the famous Stan family, so he doesn't say anything, and turns away with disappointment and confusion as to why the red dragon can run around on his own.

If Ember had any goals, the first thing to do was how to grow wings and become a real dragon, which seemed like a difficult task in a world where the dead could be resurrected and sows could climb trees.

Prince Bbright had said a long time ago that when he came out of the academy, he would take him all over the world to find a way to grow wings, but Ember knew that Lord Bronn would not agree. In order to repay Bright's kindness, Red Dragon plans to serve until the end of his life to complete his goal. After all, dragons have a long lifespan of 10,000 years, and they can afford to wait. So it's simply not realistic to join a mercenary group or something now.

Usually a teenage dragon is still nesting in its mother's arms at this time, waiting to be fed, but he has to think and run around like an adult dragon, and sometimes Ember really feels the injustice of fate.

At this time, it was past noon, and the red dragon looked at the people in the bar, as if he had made up his mind, and called the waiter to reluctantly take out a silver coin and order a plate of barbecue.

In this process, the waiter has been frightened, although this red dragon is not big, but the faint dragon power will not be fake, he is just an ordinary person, a little trembling took the silver coin between the dragon's claws, it feels as if after a few years he is running away from the dragon.

But it didn't take long for him to come back, and it seemed that he was getting used to being a little less frightened than just now, and he put down two large plates of steaming roast meat under the red dragon's somewhat puzzled gaze, and then put the silver coin on the table and said, "My lord, that gentleman over there has paid the bill for you." ”

Following the waiter's direction, Ember saw the bearded man raise his glass to himself. With a grin, the red dragon nodded and gave it a kind look, then put the silver coin away before setting his sights on the fragrant roast meat.

Different from the ordinary barbecue that Red Dragon ordered at the beginning, this is a special Warcraft meat, and the taste and nutrition are not many grades higher than ordinary barbecue, and the price is self-evident.

Anyway, it was sent by someone else, so what's polite?