Chapter 118 Request

A silver dragon will show two completely different faces after being violated twice in succession.

How much resistance there was before, how 'addicted' it is now.

At this moment, he is not willing to break the previous bottom line and use curves to save the country, trying to conquer a red disaster?

It’s really like feeding a dragon with one’s body!

It really shocked David.

But he can understand it to some extent.

After all, Pavla, the dragon mother of the Crimson Calamity, may be too powerful and domineering in the eyes of humanoid creatures, and may even have a phobia of giants.

It can be placed in the aesthetics of the dragon, which generally worships absolute power and great beauty, and combined with the mountains and seas of treasure behind it

That is really a kind of breathtaking beauty.

The premise is that as a member of the opposite sex, he dares to look directly at the legendary red dragon Crimson Calamity like David usually does.

Sure enough, it is.

When I was young, I didn't know how good a rich woman was and mistook the girl for a treasure.

Young people don’t know the fragrance of soft rice, so they mistakenly plant their youth upside down.

And even if strictly calculated based on age, Dragon Mother Pavla is just a young dragon girl who has just grown up.

The combination of a young girl and a rich woman, this fragrant soft rice, who can resist it!

But both were his parents after all.

After a long ten-year separation and rift repairing, there are signs of reconciliation.

As a child, what else can he say.

I can only wish you happiness.

Why.

Seeing that David actually remained silent, Artilicia became a little anxious.

After all, in his past experience, he was just a pharmacist who knew some alchemy.

Apart from R&D and making potions, he has never done anything like raw material procurement, transportation, sales and other issues.

The batch of [Mixture of Anger] that David worked up last year was distributed by Drow Ariana dressed as a high elf while working as a mercenary.

In this way, less than a quarter of the goods were scattered.

He was almost visited several times by the high elf inspection team following his scent.

Therefore, in his plan to make money, his son, who is a red dragon but can transform into a silver dragon, and his extremely complex family members are absolutely indispensable.

Otherwise, if we don't mention these issues, what they are doing is, after all, a shady and extremely dangerous beheading business in the New World.

Once the high elves are tracked down, whether they can escape through force or even background depends entirely on their own son.

After all, compared to David who can be unscrupulous, Atilicia is really out of reach.

Needless to say about force, my son has already proven himself in the Underdark.

Background Oh, it seems to have been proven as well.

Although he comes from the Sweetlandon clan, which is also famous on Dragon Island, but now...

How could he have the nerve to declare his family status and then let his family dragon fish him back to Dragon Island from Devensel?

Could it be that he is the husband of Crimson Disaster like his son?

Don't lose your dragon!

Five-color dragons have always been able to support their parents, as long as they themselves are strong enough.

Have you ever heard of using your spouse to protect yourself from thunder?

Even a mere mortal who has heard of bardic biographies knows one thing:

That is the five-color dragon, especially the red dragon. They always flap their wings and walk away after enjoying themselves.

Both male and female.

Compared with his son who seems to know everything, except for alchemy, he, as a father, seems to have nothing that he can do well.

Artilicia immediately asked without confidence:

"Er smash. Well, this is the situation.

"How about you think about it?"

Facing Father Yinlong's request, it even seemed somewhat humble.

David really couldn't bear to refuse for a while.

After all, apart from the father-son relationship, this is a request for cooperation from an alchemy master.

This is a living and moving money printing machine in front of you!

Although he has made a little money now, which dragon can still eat enough? There are so many ways to make money!

only

David smacked his mouth and asked:

"I don't have any objections."

"Yeah!" Father Yinlong was overjoyed immediately.

The originally leaky body straightened up again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his head was raised to a level worthy of an alchemy master.

"But I remembered it correctly. The flowering period of this year's century-old fragrance has already passed, right? Why not wait until early autumn next year?"

Atilicia, however, waved her tail.

"Hey! Why are you waiting for next year? We can start it directly at the end of this autumn."

"Ah? Could it be..." David's heart moved.

"Uh-huh! I am..." The arrogant Silver Dragon father raised his head at an angle of five degrees, breaking through the limit again.

Click.

"Ah, my neck is twisted, help me break it."

"." David thought to himself that I have learned a lot.

This was the first time he saw a dragon twist his neck out of arrogance.

I thought to myself, if I could be as arrogant as you every day, wouldn't it be possible to use [Unlimited Sword System] as a level A?

【envy】

【greedy】

"Huh!" David immediately raised his chin arrogantly.

Click.

"Ah, my neck is twisted. Dad, dad, help me break it too."

No more arrogance. No more arrogance.

Such superficiality is more akin to tsundere's arrogance, so don't do it!

It's better to let your father continue to be proud in front of Long Ma.

It's all just superficial and useless.

A few minutes later, the father and son, each covering their heads and twisting back and forth, tried their necks and discussed again and explained:

"In the past few years, I have actually made new research and development results."

"Oh?" David cocked a pair of red and white ear webs to show that he was attentive.

Artilicia was very satisfied with her son's expression of "admiration and a hint of expectation" at this moment, and immediately revealed to David:

"I have developed a method that can directly dissociate the mature seeds produced after the withering of Centennial Incense into magic catalytic enzymes, thereby achieving similar effects to Centennial Incense pollen.

"It's just that the high elves, especially the druids of the Earth Nature Sect who are responsible for tending the flower fields, also have an almost pathological desire to protect the century-old fragrant seeds that can re-grow a flower field a hundred years later.

"Even when I was the personal magic consultant of Grand Duke Baiyin, I couldn't get too many seeds of Centennial Incense for quantitative verification.

"But I have already refined the finished product of [Sobriety Potion] from seeds in my private alchemy workshop, so."

When David heard this, he already made up his mind:

"Okay, let's start this year."

"All I want is that? Huh? Do you agree now?" Father Yinlong has just read the beginning of the manuscript, and before he has time to explain to David the unexpected incident that led to his discovery of this result and the fact that he has already planned to revise it to the seventeenth edition "Verification of the Possibility of Extracting Magic Energy Catalytic Enzymes from Mature Flower Seeds of Centennial Fragrance instead of Pollen" is an alchemy theory paper.

"How long will it take for the century-old fragrant flower seeds to mature?" David asked bluntly.

"...There are still seven weeks and three days before the winter solstice." As a scholar, Artilicia habitually made it accurate to the sky.

"A month and a half? That's enough."

David sorted out the things he had to do recently, then looked at Father Yinlong again and discussed seriously:

"Then there's only one last question left, how to divide the profits?"

Artilicia suddenly became nervous and embarrassed. Back then, he could be as confident as the Grand Duke of Silver, but now facing his son, he was inexplicably unable to stand up:

"Then thirty-seven points?"

"You three and I seven? That's okay." David readily agreed.

Artilicia's scales suddenly exploded, her tail was raised high, and her tone of voice was raised:

"I am three and you are seven? David Yutos, please don't go too far! I am the developer of this alchemy alternative! Without this technology, you will have to wait until next year!"

David was equally magnanimous: "Let's wait until early autumn next year. I'm not in a hurry anyway. There are still a lot of things going on here in the camp."

"I" Father Silver Dragon, who had just been ravaged by Dragon Mother, almost couldn't breathe.

And when he thought that except for an alchemy plan and production, everything else had to rely on his son, his momentum suddenly fell from the clouds back to the ground:

"Then tell me the number?"

"Fifty-five." David went straight to the point, not bothering to bully his sixty-year-old father.

"Fifty-five?!" Father Yinlong felt as if his tail had been stepped on.

‘Do you know how much more goods we can produce and how many more gold coins we can earn if we use this alternative? ’

A conservative estimate would be at least eight thousand pounds.

He thought for a while, but in the end he still couldn't say it out loud, so he stopped in one breath:

"Okay, let's do it five or five." He really didn't have the old face to continue arguing with his son who was only in his early childhood.

Anyway, it's all to redeem the whole family.

After discussing the last details, David watched his old father's cheerful back finally start wagging his tail as he left, smiling and shaking his head.

In fact, five-five was his original answer.

But David knew that if he proposed this plan directly, his father would definitely not agree.

This is how you should bargain with an honest dragon like Mr. Silver Dragon:

If you want to open the window, he will definitely not be happy.

But if you say that you just lift the roof, he will probably agree to open the window, and at the same time he will secretly be happy.

As soon as Father Silver Dragon left, Barbarian Luoxinde, who had retreated before, came in.

"What's the matter? Tell me." When dealing with his family members, David was no longer as 'pleasant' as he was when facing the Silver Dragon Father.

Luoxinde knelt down on one knee and stated the purpose of his trip straightforwardly:

"I would like to ask my lord to stop the plundering and conquests against the surrounding barbarian tribes.

"Imitate the high elves of the past and open the market directly to them."

"Huh?" Facing the straightforward Barbarian, David didn't get angry, but suddenly realized.

that's true.

Just like the high elves did back then, he could directly make the other party eager to send money over to him.

Why bother to grab it yourself?

But David suddenly thought of a possibility and narrowed his eyes to look at his first dependent:

"Did the barbarians send someone to make peace?"

"No, this is just my opinion." Luoxinde looked at his dragon master eagerly.

David suddenly smiled ferociously:

"This won't work. Keep fighting until they take the initiative to seek peace."