Chapter 123 Who Is That?

It was about to go to the New World again to do things. No, before starting his own business, David was preparing to assign tasks to the left-behind dragons. After hearing the report from the green dragon Nymphadora, he immediately came to a house full of various kinds of things. In front of the cage with patched iron chains.

Looking at the brass dragon inside which was tied up with a bruised nose and face, its legs and wings were still trembling, but its eyes still showed an unruly determination to fight against the power to the end, he asked speechlessly:

"How many times has he tried to escape?"

Yes, after being imprisoned and restrained for nearly two years, David had a rare act of kindness and took Dragon No. 3 out to support the show.

As a result, on the way back to the camp, this guy actually sneaked away while Zhulong wasn't paying attention, and he almost succeeded.

Immediately, he was beaten to the ground by the angry dragons and was directly tied back to the camp.

"It's the seventeenth time." Almost once a month, although the previous sixteen times were all jokes, Nymphadora replied with the same confused expression.

As soon as Nymphadora finished speaking, the two young dragons adjacent to the No. 3 Brass Dragon's lair quickly took the opportunity to complain.

"Not only is he always trying to escape, but he is always shitting in the dragon food basin, making the whole dragon house stink!"

The red dragon Lizlit first started her crusade against Dragon No. 3.

Moffele, who finally found an opportunity to complain, quickly continued:

"He keeps stealing my dragon food! If he doesn't give me food, he scratches me, bites me, and even tries to poke my cloaca with the tip of his tail."

Lizlett continued to accuse: "He hasn't taken a shower yet."

"He also tried to bite our keeper Chretien. If I hadn't blocked him with my body, Chretien might have been in danger."

"He keeps snoring while sleeping and talks in his sleep through his nasal cavity."

"You also tried to simulate accents through fart sounds to trick us into resisting your tyranny and overthrowing the entire Dragon Nest camp."

"He also said that what Mr. Artilicia teaches is all pseudo-magic, and that your dogma for us is all the feudal dross left over from the old dragon era."

"Boss, you are a heinous kidnapper who stalks, stalks, and kidnaps us young dragons, restricts their freedom, persecutes us with drugs, and even directly threatens to confiscate our reproductive tools.

"It is said that your evil deeds are so outrageous that the dragon should be punished."

"He also said that we would overthrow the evil rule in our Dragon Nest camp, defeat the Burning Steel Dragon Davyutos, and achieve dragon freedom and dragon liberation."

"stop!"

Even though the brass dragon had been tied up and blocked all the places where it could make a sound, the two young dragons, red and white, who were almost driven crazy, kept saying what they said to each other. With his mouth closed, David still felt as if there were auditory hallucinations coming from this brass dragon in his ears, and his head began to hurt a little.

Hey, Mad, you shouldn't have brought such a thing back with you in the first place, you're just a troublemaker.

He admitted that he had indeed underestimated the 'power' of a brass dragon troll.

It can both eat and poop, and can't create any other value. It can always come up with all kinds of novel ways, and use completely unexpected ways to 'say' all kinds of sexy things that make dragons hate it.

When he first came back, he had already heard many versions:

For example, rubbing the butt against the cage to ‘pull the wood saw’.

The tail slaps the ground rhythmically.

It uses its claws to dig out the sounds or grinds its teeth to emit the Kirsten magic wave code that makes the dragon's head tingle.

Well, it seems that now there is another way to control the fart voice.

David said in his heart that I am also convinced!

But don’t say it, you really don’t say it. This brass dragon’s mouth is a mean mouth, but every accusation he made has a ‘factual reference’.

For example, he actually kidnapped him and used sobering potions to silence him, until one time he threatened to castrate him if he said one more word.

As a result, this brass dragon took him seriously.

At least in front of David, the brass dragon was just like it was at this moment, lying in the cage as if it were 'dead', not daring to take a breath.

He was afraid that David, the red dragon, would confiscate his nearly mature and usable crime tools in a rage.

David thought for a while, then looked at Lizlett and Mephile, who had swollen eyebags that were more prominent than those of a mature dragon because they had not been able to sleep peacefully for two consecutive years. He actually made a violation. The decision of the red dragon ancestor:

"Forget it, let's take this dragon No. 3 out of the camp later and release it directly."

Stop the loss in time.

Keeping such an unfamiliar thing will only make other young dragons lose weight.

As for killing it directly? It doesn't seem necessary.

Considering the other party's age, he is still just a dragon child. If word spreads, his notoriety will spread throughout the entire metal dragon circle.

As soon as David finished speaking, the entire camp was silent for a moment, and then he heard Nymphadora let out a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had finally been lifted.

Behind him came the cheers of the two young dragons Lizlit and Mephile:

"Great!!! I can finally send this dirty and disrespectful guy away!"

"I, Memorphele, finally got rid of him, Chretien! Did you see it? We can finally get rid of this 'Whisper of the Abyss'!"

Bailong even announced the good news to the beautiful and quiet Drow in the distance who was also listening with his ears raised, and then burst into tears instantly.

David was almost dumbfounded by this scene.

As for that?

A young brass dragon actually got the title of 'Whisper of the Abyss' while he was not in the nest?

For a moment, David actually had the devilish urge to take the ball gag out of the mouth of this No. 3 dragon and listen to what this guy had to say when he learned that he had finally been fired after two and a half years of unremitting efforts.

But when I thought about how this guy could chatter endlessly even in his dreams, after thinking about it, I decided to forget it.

Let's give each other a break.

As for the losses in dragon food in the past two years, Nymphadora kept an account.

It's not a loss, after all, the dragon food produced and sold in the camp is originally a cost-free business, it just consumes some dragon power.

In the past two years, whether the brass collected excrement, dragon scales, dragon teeth, dragon claws, dragon blood and other samples dropped after being injured, whether it was given to the Silver Dragon Father for research or sold, it was still money. payment.

In short, here in David, as long as you raise dragons, there is no possibility of losing money.

It is precisely because of this that the focus of the entire camp's work will shift towards this aspect after solving the hidden danger of the surrounding barbarians.

The century-old plan of kidnapping instead of purchasing and taming the dragons for his own use still needs to continue.

It's a pity that there are still no useful 'people' under my command!

The only one who might be good at tracking giant dragons is Siat. There really is no one more suitable than her for the business between the two continents.

The high elf Yevgeny, who could replace Siatt, was sent to Devensel as an undercover agent in advance.

As for the newcomer Ariana, she has full potential in this area, but before that, she was just the manager of the Acropolis stronghold, and she had to work as a deputy with the experienced Siatt for several years before she could take over.

When he thought of this, David immediately ordered the green dragon Nymphadora, who was always half a body behind him, on standby:

"Call that sorcerer and Loshinde." David couldn't remember the name for a moment, or even whether this guy had a name.

As soon as David mentioned the combination of 'that one', 'that one' and 'mage', Nymphadora immediately understood.

In the entire camp, only one drow had such 'honorable' treatment in the heart of the Dragon Lord.

After a while, following the barbarian Luoxinde who arrived immediately, the drow mage also hurried over while holding up his leather pants.

"Master, are you looking for me?" It looked like he was squatting in the pit earlier, and he didn't know if his butt was wiped clean.

David tilted his head back involuntarily and asked:

"You have been with Siatt for several years, right?"

"It's been thirteen years! It's been almost six years since I came to the Old Continent." Zhuoer said with pride on his face.

"Then Siatt's skill in tracking giant dragons, especially female dragons, should be about the time you learn it, right?" David continued to ask.

"Ah? It's almost the same, haha." Master Drow immediately felt unsure. He had a very bad feeling in his heart, but he didn't dare to refuse.

She was afraid that if she answered that she didn't pay much attention to that aspect at all, she would be abandoned directly, or even thrown into the sea!

"That's alright, Loshinde."

"My Lord." After a few days of cultivation after returning to camp, and no need to continue the civil war with the barbarians, this barbarian who had been depressed before finally regained his original spirit and appearance.

"From today on, the main work of you, Monado, and your tribesmen in the next few years will be to trap wild baby dragons back to the camp. Don't worry, Lizlit and Mephile will also be with you."

The two young dragons were immediately frightened when they heard about their new appointment.

The corners of his eyes, which were still a little swollen, also narrowed.

Hurrah!

Once they catch the new baby dragon, they will no longer have the lowest level of brothers in the camp, but they will also have younger brothers to control them!

"Yes! My lord, but I have no experience in this area." Luoxinde certainly knows the difference between 'trapping' and 'hunting'. This is not a job at the same level at all. He naturally does not have the confidence to do this job well. but

Manzi looked at the drow beside him thoughtfully.

Sure enough, I heard David’s appointment as ‘Liao Huasi Pioneer’:

"It doesn't matter. The person next to you has had three years of experience in dealing with female dragons."

When Zhuoer heard this, he was a little excited and felt the urge to urinate.

“From today on, she will be your consultant responsible for catching dragons, but if you have any questions, just ask her directly.

“In short, she makes the plan and you implement it.

"In a year, I hope to see at least twelve more baby dragons coming out of the dragon shelter area of ​​the camp. Of course, if you can bring back a female dragon like Nymphadora, I will give you a big reward!"

"Yes/Yes! My lord!" Zhuoer and Manzi replied in unison.

As David turned and left, the green dragon Nymphadora following the red dragon immediately started burning:

"Dragon Lord! What do you think of me! Why do I need to be tied up? As long as you hook your tail to me like you did back then, wouldn't we bring all our belongings to serve under your dragon wings?"

"." David thought to himself: When did I hook the tip of my tail on you?

When he returned home, he saw such a big green dragon in the cage that he walked into. It almost scared him to the point of exploding his scales, okay?

David left with Nymphadora.

"By the way, let's get to know you. I don't know your name yet." Manzi here just stretched out his hand to get acquainted with his future 'dragon-tying technical consultant' again.

I saw a stream of spring water with a strong smell flowing down the thighs on both sides of Zhuoer's leather pants.

Faced with the KPI of 'twelve young dragons a year', Drow looked as if he had collapsed and collapsed on the ground, collapsed and burst into tears:

".Wow!

"It's over!

"It's all over!

"I can't! I really don't know how to catch the dragon!

"Boss, where are you? If you leave, I can't do anything.

"It's over. Today next year, I will definitely be caught by my master and sink into the sea.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Facing Zhuoer, who seemed to have a mental breakdown and was sitting in a pool of water.

Manzi retracted his hand sarcastically.

If this sticks even a little bit.

When he got home, he didn't know how to explain it to his wife Monaduo!

The second possibility is that I overslept without any accident during the night and weekends. Mainly last night, I dreamed that I competed with my high school classmates in Warcraft III and both lost. I woke up in the middle of the night in anger and ate breakfast to catch up on my sleep.

In addition, the joke about Dragon No. 3 is taken from Building 3 of Tutu’s father, Maode Academy~