Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Your Majesty Cassius, what are you doing..."

Shalin's eyes were full of doubts, and his bronze face was full of disbelief.

This fire dwarf noble hesitated for a long time before he made up his mind to refuse. He was originally prepared to face the wrath of the Red Dragon Emperor, but he never thought that there would be a turnaround.

Cassius nodded slightly.

"Yes, it's an ally."

"An ally of equal cooperation and mutual benefit."

"Don't worry, Your Excellency Shalin, the Empire will never break its promise like the Fire Giant Spirit, I can even sign a contract with you."

"Can you be more specific?"

Shalin asked tentatively, his face full of surprise.

An ally of equal relationship.

Mutually beneficial cooperation.

He couldn't even believe that this was a condition that a proud dragon and an emperor could put forward.

Cassius responded calmly: "The Empire will send troops to help you resist the invasion of the fire giants."

"At the same time, we will also sell you advanced weapons, a variety of imperial goods, and exempt you from various taxes."

"But as a basic condition for cooperation, you need to allow the Empire's troops to enter the Brass Fortress and pay a certain amount of military expenses."

"You also need to allow the Empire's merchants to summon and hire fire dwarves to forge items, but rest assured, they will pay enough gold nar."

"We need to have a Burning Empire concession in the Brass Fortress and set up an Imperial Embassy to handle all matters between the Empire and the Brass Fortress."

Cassius waved his hand gently, and the flames gathered in the air, forming a magic contract. The terms on it were particularly clear, almost exactly the same as what he had said before.

"This"

"Your Majesty Cassius, are these the only conditions?"

Shalin asked doubtfully, he still couldn't believe it.

The reason is simple-

In his opinion, this is a completely equal treaty! Even the fire dwarves will make more profits!

Opening up commodity trade, paying for the military expenses of the protected army, allowing imperial employment, setting up concessions and embassies

These seemed new to him, but they were all normal affairs.

There was no forced labor for the Fire Dwarves, and more importantly, no infringement on the authority of the Fire Dwarf nobles, and no interference in his rule.

Could it be that this seemingly cruel Dragon Emperor was really a peace-loving monarch?

At least in his opinion now, there was nothing wrong with this treaty, and it would only benefit the Fire Dwarves.

Thinking of this, Sharin lowered his head and said with gratitude and a little guilt:

"Sorry, Your Majesty."

"I misunderstood you just now. I actually thought you wanted to enslave us! Thank you for your magnanimity."

"I have to say that you are the most tolerant and kind monarch I have ever seen."

Shalin picked up the scepter and motioned the fire dwarves to come behind him, and then said solemnly:

"Your Majesty Cassius, if this is the case, the fire dwarves of the Brass Fortress are willing to become loyal allies of the empire."

"We will swing the copper hammer and use the unique skills of the fire dwarves to create the most exquisite items for you and your people."

"Dang, dang, dang!"

The fire dwarves behind him all hit their shields with copper hammers, making a crisp sound.

They cheered, and the flames above their heads burned, making the air in the hall even hotter.

After this conversation, the banquet continued until the next morning. The excited fire dwarves drank wine until they were drunk and played finger-guessing games with the soldiers of the empire.

The cooperation between the Burning Empire and the fire dwarves began.

The plane of fire element, burning the wilderness.

Cassius turned into a huge dragon, lying on the hills made of dark brown basalt, looking at the orange-red sky.

The fire element energy in his body was constantly gathering, and the dragon crystal on his chest was flickering slightly.

The half-red dragon Serkan came to the side of the red dragon and half-knelt down.

"Your Majesty, I'm here."

Cassius nodded slightly and praised: "You did a good job, there is no trace of performance."

This is his plan.

One plays the red cop and the other plays the white cop, so that the fire dwarves can accept their treaty.

But Serkan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help saying:

"But, Your Majesty, I still don't understand, the conditions you give to those fire dwarves are too superior."

"They have a population of only a few thousand, occupying a small place like a fortress, why can they become equal allies of the empire?"

Casius just smiled and asked: "Have you read the "Colonial Theory" officially published by the empire?"

Serkan's face was slightly hot, but he still responded truthfully: "Sorry, Your Majesty."

"I haven't had time to read it yet."

Casius continued: "If we are equal to the Brass Fortress, then this is indeed an equal treaty, military exchanges, tariff exemptions"

He paused, grinned, and exhaled a puff of sulfur-smelling smoke.

"But when the power gap between the two parties is too great, the so-called equal treaty is just a joke."

"Give the Empire the right to station troops, and they will lose their own territory; give the Empire the right to trade, and they will lose control of their economic lifeline; give the Empire the right to employ fire dwarves, and the fire dwarves will become slaves of the Empire's capital."

"And these fire dwarf nobles will also become loyal puppets of the Empire."

"This kind of thing, called 'neo-colonialism' by the scholars of the Empire, is much better than direct slavery. The Brass Fortress will become the Empire's first stronghold in the Fire Elemental Plane."

"This"

Selkan lowered his head in thought, savoring the words of the emperor.

On the surface, the treaty provides equal rights for both parties, but in fact, due to the underdevelopment of the fire dwarves, they cannot equally realize the rights stipulated in it with the Empire. Through the treaty, the entire Brass Fortress will be open to the Empire.

Casius stretched his body, slowly stood up from the basalt hills, and spread his broad wings.

"Go, Serkan, if you want to become the governor of the Empire in the Fire Elemental Plane, learn more about this."

Hearing what Casius said, Serkan was immediately excited and knelt down and bowed his head.

"Yes! Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Colonial Governor, this is another unfamiliar term.

Because the Burning Empire adopts a vertical management system in the Anzeta Wasteland, local officials do not have particularly great autonomy.

At this moment, Serkan has a new goal - to manage the Fire Elemental Plane for His Majesty Cassius!

The red dragon nodded slightly, then flapped its wings vigorously, raising a hurricane full of ashes and sparks on the burning wasteland, and the huge dragon body also rose into the air.

Conquering thousands of fire dwarves is just a trivial matter for him, and the fire giant kingdom across the plane is what he really cares about.

——Seeking monthly tickets——(End of this chapter)