Hotel on the mountain

The gray liquid was dispersed by Carter. They floated towards the monster's body like catkins, staining their broken flesh, mouth and nose. These liquids submerged into their bodies, and the magical substances extracted from the black dragon scale powder contained in them traveled throughout the monsters' bodies, bringing subtle changes to their bodies.

In the eyes of the soldiers, they found that the monsters that had previously attacked as fiercely as tigers suddenly crouched down as if they were violently ill, making slight whimpering sounds like canines.

The brave soldier tentatively walked out of the defensive circle to lure the monsters, but saw the monsters playing with the soil beneath them like kittens, as if they had no intention of attacking people.

The soldiers looked at each other and quickly stepped forward to destroy the monster's head. Seeing this, some monsters fled back to the forest in panic, while others watched on the paths in the forest. When someone rushed towards them, they scattered like frightened deer.

"It's amazing..." The thick white beard on General Alpha's lips trembled as he spoke, "How is this done?" He looked at Carter with bright eyes.

"I think this may have something to do with the name of the potion being 'Weak Dragon Potion'." Carter replied with a smile, "The life attributes of these dragon-shaped puppets are very similar to dragon monsters, but they don't have many of the resistance of dragon monsters. Sex and large size, so only a small dose is needed to be effective." As he spoke, Carter held the mouth of the bottle and shook the bottle like a bell.

General Alpha's expression suddenly became much more exciting. He picked up Carter's hand affectionately and said excitedly: "Brother Carter, sell me!"

It's already a seller's market. As long as the price is not too high, you can definitely make enough. However, after seeing that the weak dragon potion also took effect on the dragon-shaped puppet, Carter felt that he needed to think about it.

He paused and said to Alpha: "General, if this potion is very effective against the dragon-shaped puppets of the Dragon God Cult, then I must report it to the Duke first. Maybe he will have a more suitable arrangement."

General Alpha regretted a little, and the team packed up the corpses of these dragon puppets and returned to the Cologne stronghold. Butler Carter also returned to Raya Manor with the results of this promotion and reported it to Duke Raya.

Soon, a brief psychic letter was delivered to Yetro.

This psychic letter was placed on Jetro's desk and lay quietly for several days. During this period, a large number of letters were circulated between Raya Manor and the Alpine Hotel.

At the end of March 1802, a letter was sent from Jetro's hand and reached the hands of the great businessman Albophy.

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Midland, the mansion of the Hill family.

The servant gingerly delivered the exquisite meal to Sander Hill's room and took away the cold dishes on the last plate. He moved very gently, fearing that his clothes or hair would make a harsh sound when they rubbed against objects. If possible, he wanted the sound of breathing to disappear too.

The body of another messenger was lying in the room, but no one dared to come in and clean it.

After the servant took the dishes out of the room, he was sweating profusely. He raised his head and glanced at Gilder walking from the corridor, bent down to say hello, and hurried away from the side.

Gilder's soft face changed from a sad expression to a faint smile before entering the door. He pushed the door open and found that the room was dark, with a disgusting smell of blood lingering on his nose.

He looked around, stepped over the body of an unknown servant on the carpet in the room, walked to the desk and lit the candle, only to find Sander sitting quietly on the chair in front of the curtain, the curtain was tightly closed, and there was no Translucent.

"Is there any news?" Sander's voice was a little hoarse. He did not stand up and spoke with his back to Gilder. The lavender clothes on his body allowed him to blend in with the darkness, only outlining the vague curves of his body.

Gilder picked up the dinner plate on the table, carried it to Sander, and said in a calm tone: "Uld's body was found, and it was hung on the border fortress by Bols Hawke."

Sander had no expression on his face, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes: "Uld assassinated him and left a scar on his face. He should be regretting it now, why didn't he have the courage to risk his life at that time? The courage to kill Bols."

"Eat something first." Gilder's voice was gentle, containing infinite concern. Xander took the dinner plate and placed it on his lap.

"How's the front line going?" Kilde asked.

Sander ate silently one mouthful after another, until he had swallowed a few pieces of meat and then said: "That group of people were scared. All the families stayed behind the city wall and did not dare to attack. The people of the Dragon God Cult Just raid the nearby villages and towns and turn the captured people into puppets. The soldiers have lost the courage to fight and let them grow, and they will probably attack the city soon. "

"Has no one found an effective countermeasure?"

"Method?" Sander smiled contemptuously, "They think the best way is to squat behind a high wall and be a turtle."

The only sound in the room was the sound of Xander playing with a spoon and drinking soup. After a long while, Kilder continued to ask: "What about you?"

"Me?" Sander raised his head and handed the plate back.

Gilder took away the dinner plate and placed it on the small round table next to him, waiting for Xander's answer.

"I will go to the Silan District and go to the Wood's house." Sander stared at the complicated patterns on the curtains. After staring for a long time, the patterns seemed to be alive, spinning constantly, "Since the Wood's house has If they plan to capture another ancient dragon, they must have extra psychic control media. As long as they are willing to lend it to me, I can regain control of the corpse dragon."

Gilder was silent for a while, feeling that there was a pressure hanging over the room, which might crush people at some point: "Are you no longer able to control the corpse dragon?"

"Hahaha." Sander buried his head and laughed, his voice bitter, "How can the Corpse Dragon do things for us so easily? In addition to swallowing a large amount of spiritual energy every year, it also consumes extra spiritual energy every time it goes out. Yes. It has lived for a long time and is a wise and greedy monster."

"The Wood family will not lend it easily. No one will lend a medium that can meet the needs of the ancient dragon." Gilder was a little worried, "What are you going to do?"

"I will swallow my heart and agree to all their conditions and allow them to trample on my dignity. I will humbly kneel in front of their door and ask them to help me tide over the difficulties for the sake of my ancestors' friendship."

"Don't say that, Xander, don't say that." Gilder started to cry a little.

Sander gently held Gilder's hand: "I promised you to control my temper. Moreover, this is for our future. Only by controlling the Corpse Dragon in my hands can I defeat the Dragon God Sect and them. Only if you are a monster, other families will be afraid of me, so that I can be with you openly and no one will dare to gossip. "

They looked at each other affectionately, and under the silhouette of the candlelight, their bodies hugged each other, showing the warmth that only belongs to the two of them. This kind of warmth is not understood by the world, but in this room, they You can be unscrupulous.

With a few soft beeps - someone knocked on the door. The butler of the Hill family stood outside the door. He reached in and handed over a note and a business card. Gilder walked over and saw "Albo Fly Trading Company" written on the business card. Gilder flipped over both sides of the business card. There was no other information written, so he took the note and saw——

"Albert Fei, a big businessman from the Eyebone City of the Hebrew Empire, is waiting downstairs. He claims to be able to finance the war and hinder the offensive momentum of the Dragon God Cult. He hopes to negotiate with the patriarch in person."