The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

"That's all?"

In the Red Legion camp

In the slightly shabby bedroom, the young dragon opened his eyes wide, pointed at the two opened boxes of gold coins, and asked in disbelief.

Looking at the size of the box and the quality of the gold coins, Ron just made a rough calculation, and there could probably be 102,461 gold coins.

He looked left and right, and after making sure there were no other boxes, he looked at Eugene again.

"are you kidding me?"

It's not that Ron is greedy, but these are really too few!

This one hundred thousand gold coins may be an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but for a legion commander with legendary strength, it is simply shabby to the point of sadness!

Even in a barren place like Oracle Town, the families behind the three vice-principals of the Magic Academy can scrape out 150,000 gold coins from the residents!

What's more, the only jewel in the Red Highlands - Molten City?

Don't forget, although he doesn't do anything, Eugene actually serves as the Lord of this prosperous city!

For a city with such a large scale and such a dense flow of adventurers, Ron could not imagine how much tax it collected every year.

That's a number that ordinary people can't even imagine.

Now tell me, as the lord of a city, you only have such a small amount of savings?

If the master-servant contract hadn't really taken effect, Eugene wouldn't have been able to lie to him, and Ron even wondered if the other party was deliberately playing tricks on him.

Feeling the distrustful gaze of the young dragon.

Eugene scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a wry smile:

"I'm sorry for making you laugh. This is all my family property."

"Actually, I basically don't have the habit of saving. When I have money, I give it to the poor soldiers below. If the city hall had not just collected the farmer's autumn tax a few days ago, these gold coins would not be available."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, because the look in the eyes of the True Dragon Lord opposite him was getting weirder and weirder.

Ron didn't speak, but stared at him carefully for a while.

"Are you really a human?"

After hesitating for a long time, Ron still didn't ask this question.

He had just re-read some of the remaining memories of Eugene, and after understanding what he had done, he was sure that the other party was not telling lies.

But because of this, it was even more difficult for Ron to accept what this guy Eugene had done.

This guy actually adjusted Molten City's agricultural tax to a ratio of 1 tax per 100!

What is the difference between this and no tax?

Hell, you have to know that the agricultural tax stipulated in Oracle Town is more than fifty times that of Molten City!

This is already a policy that farmers praise!

The key is that in addition to lowering taxes, this stupid guy Eugene also took the initiative to use his annual salary of 300,000 gold coins issued by the Royal Capital Finance Department as subsidies for injured and killed soldiers.

At the same time, Eugene also established an official orphan shelter in Molten City to provide accommodation and food to orphans under the age of 12.

All these expenses are personally responsible for him, which makes Eugene's already poor family even worse!

If Eugene Talloran hadn't been a war orphan, he wouldn't have to worry about feeding the whole family.

Ron suspected that the patriarch of the Talloran family was ready to strangle him.

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Something must be said here:

Molten City's taxes and laws are set independently by the city hall, which is different from what is stipulated in the kingdom's laws.

As the Red Army's garrison, the Molten City has only a quarter of the materials and property that need to be handed over to the royal capital every year as in a city of the same size inland.

Tax autonomy, legal autonomy, and military independence.

It can be said that this is a completely special country. If not every commander of the Red Army is loyal to the Kingdom of Rose, he can completely establish a new mountain with the territory of Molten City.

In fact, this is a rule set by the founding emperor Victor, so that in times of crisis, the person in charge of the city can break the rules and urgently mobilize various supplies to protect the lives of residents.

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"you"

Looking at the two boxes of brand new gold coins in front of him, the iridescent young dragon was silenced.

The sounds of soldiers exercising outside the Flame Tower and the faint calls of vendors reached Long's ears through the windows.

It was really hard for Ron to imagine that in such a backward medieval world, such a "fool" who sacrificed himself for the people actually existed.

Ortega, who was standing aside, didn't know what to say.

But she also knew that what this human being did was indeed a bit outrageous.

"How did you get together with the sixth princess Pandora, and why are you so obsessed with capturing dragons and giving them to her?"

Ron was silent for a long time, but finally asked the question he wanted to know most.

The memories about these are too old, and Ron has never read them before.

But now he wanted to hear his own story about how this well-behaved and shady legion commander became the slave of the sixth princess.

A human being of this character should not make such a stupid mistake.

Speaking of the princess, even Eugene, who had signed the master-servant contract, had a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"We met at the Royal Capital meeting 20 years ago. At that time, she was extremely weak because she could not practice magic and fighting spirit."

"Etc., etc!"

Ron's eyes widened and he interrupted Eugene.

"If I remember correctly, Pandora Bryan is only 27 years old this year, right?"

"She was only 7 years old when you met 20 years ago? And you were already over 190 years old at that time, right?"

"Yes, and we made an agreement that year. I promised to help her improve her physical condition."

Facing the dragon's questioning, Eugene did not feel embarrassed at all, and nodded generously to admit the fact that his grandfather and grandson were in love.

No, it should be the love between grandparents and grandchildren.

"You keep talking."

Ron looked at Eugene with a twitching corner of his mouth.

He suppressed the idea of ​​shouting "perverted lolicon" because he wanted to hear what caused Eugene to insist on catching the dragon.

"I tried my best to capture a teenage red dragon outside the Eternal Volcano, and successfully baptized Pandora's weak body, turning her into a Dragon Vein Warlock."

Talking about the past, Eugene's eyes flashed with an unknown light, and he said quietly:

"But a strange thing happened because of it."

"What's weird?"

Ron asked curiously.

He could feel that the big one was coming.

It stands to reason that after being baptized in dragon blood, Pandora can practice freely, and she has indeed shown her talent for fire magic now.

This shocked the royal capital at that time and started a dragon hunting craze, but the dragon hunting operations basically ended in failure.

"But there is one thing that only she and I know. That is that since she was promoted to Dragon Vein Warlock, she has contracted a strange disease. I call it [hemophilia]."

Speaking of this, Eugene couldn't help but sigh.

If it hadn't been for this disease, maybe I wouldn't have become a slave.

Looking at the curious young dragon and sphinx in front of him, he slowly talked about the problems caused by bloodlust:

"We have tried many methods but have not been able to cure the bloodthirsty. Even the blessing of the strongest priest of the Temple of Light located in the Frost Kingdom has not been able to improve this problem."

"Because of this disease, she started to like drinking fresh blood. At first, just the blood of ordinary monsters was enough."

"As her illness worsened, Pandora wanted to drink the blood of high-level monsters more and more. At first, my own blood could satisfy her, but then her appetite became bigger and bigger, and it became difficult for me to sustain the large amount of blood loss every day. "

"We have tasted the blood of all kinds of monsters, and only the blood of a true dragon can satisfy her. Dragon blood, no matter what age it is, is like addictive honey to her."

"But the new problem is that she is not satisfied with the single taste of red dragon's blood, and needs to change to another kind of dragon's blood every once in a while."

"I can only catch new dragons and provide her with blood food."

Ron frowned as he listened to the follow-up development of the relationship between grandfather and grandson. Unexpectedly, the source of capturing the real dragon was actually caused by the illness of the sixth princess.

He really didn't expect that this would be the case.

According to Eugene,

In addition to the teenage red dragon on the surface, there was actually a teenage blue dragon and a teenage white dragon that entered the mouth of the sixth princess.

That's right, the sixth princess actually ate two dragons!

In addition to drinking dragon blood, she even started eating dragon meat!

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect such a thing to happen. It's really embarrassing for you."

Ron patted the leader of the Red Army on the shoulder sympathetically, and then neatly put all the gold coins into the storage space.

After listening to the story, don’t forget to take the money.

"Less is a bit less. Let's work hard to generate income in the future and strive to become a tax master."

"I think I will definitely receive a big gift next time I come here, what do you think?"

Ron said with a relaxed expression.

Listening to the naked blackmail of the young dragon, Eugene's face turned green.

Isn't this just forcing yourself to search for gold coins? In this case, those poor farmers

As the last gold coin entered the storage space, Ron suddenly spoke again:

"However, the good things you do, such as taking in orphans and low taxes on agriculture, I won't stop you."

"I'm different from those five-color dragons. I won't let you pay those exorbitant taxes."

"I have never thought about making poor people's money."

Ron sat on the table, took out a handful of fresh gold coins and counted them happily, while giving Eugene a trick:

"You can consider levying more business taxes. The group of adventurers who enter the Eternal Volcano are also the best leeks to extract oil and water."

"Anyway, only Molten City has this kind of business environment in the red earth highlands. It is reasonable for you to charge more protection fees."

Eugene listened to the dragon's suggestion with thoughtful eyes.

The current business tax of 50% tax in Molten City is indeed too low. You must know that even food merchants who sell grain and meat with small profits but quick turnover will charge 20% tax in the royal capital!

As for the profiteering slave traders, the minimum price is 50-50! That was a huge sum of money that would make the legendary dragon city jealous!

Seeing that he seemed to be enlightened, Ron said no more.

He turned around and took out a colorful dragon scale and handed it to Eugene and said in a deep voice:

"In the future, I will arrange for the Centauri and other dependents to spread their faith in the Red Earth Highlands. You can contact them through this to cooperate. I don't want to hear any resistance in the Red Earth Highlands. Do you understand?"

"At the same time, you remember to"

Eugene looked at the colorful dragon scales shining in front of him expressionlessly, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Although he was ashamed of this blatant act of treason, the master-servant contract was too great, and now he could only obey the orders of this dragon.

"Yes, your will will be immortalized in the red earth highlands."

Finally, Eugene lowered his head and took the dragon scale.

Ron nodded with satisfaction, turned around and greeted the female Sphinx who was sitting quietly.

"Let's go, go to the centaurs and deal with it, and then we can return to the capital."

With that said, the young dragon used the transformation technique to shrink its body and lay comfortably on Ortega's back.

After returning from the Realm of the Dead, Ron is getting lazier and lazier.

His current principle is: he can lie down and never sit down, he can let Ortega walk instead, and he will never fly even one meter more!

"Have a safe journey."

Eugene stood in the room and saluted the two men in the air.

"call--"

With its white wings waving, the female-faced Sphinx quickly flew away from this bustling city with Ron, heading towards the camp of the centaurs.

Look at their backs as they leave, and then look at the dragon scales in their hands.

Eugene sighed deeply.

Through the conversation just now, he was sure that this powerful dragon definitely had some idea of ​​occupying the Rose Kingdom!

Otherwise, he wouldn't be allowed to do those things

Now, he doesn't know where the future of the kingdom will go, so he can only take it one step at a time.

late at night

Eugene sat in front of a large desk, with various books neatly arranged on the bookshelf beside him.

He gently opened the cabinet and took out a new letter.

The envelope was sealed with fire paint. He gently opened it and found a piece of exquisite yellow letter paper. The words on the letter paper were full of longing and made people feel warm.

He knew that this letter was from the beautiful lady living in the royal capital.

At the same time, as expected, the last sentence of the letter mentioned lightly about capturing new dragons.

Eugene had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, feeling that something was wrong, but he did not say it out loud.

He began to slowly imagine what his beloved looked like, and her beautiful face and soft voice came to mind.

"Why"

Along with the noisy night in Molten City, the candles in the Legion Commander's room stayed on all night.

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red clay plateau

Sky over the Centaur Tribe

"Sir, I always feel that the human being you mentioned in your chat is not simply sick."

After much hesitation, the female-faced Sphinx still issued a warning to the real dragon lying on its back.

"Ok, I know."

Ron nodded and said nothing more.

He still maintained his lying posture, with the slender dragon tail behind him wrapping himself up.

It looks like a cat lying on the Sphinx's back.

Ortega didn't need to remind him, Ron felt something was wrong just after hearing the word bloodthirsty.

There are records of this disease in the Dragon Heritage, but this is not the case!

"She's not sick."

Ron looked at the centaur tribe with several bonfires burning below and said calmly.

According to the details of the treatment described by Eugene.

Ron suspected that the sixth princess was probably not suffering from hemophilia, but was suffering from a curse.

"Well besides the curse, is there any other way to become like this?"

Ron touched his chin with his left hand and gently tapped the dragon's tail with his right hand.

Suddenly, he was enlightened and thought of another possibility.

"It seems that if you practice some kind of bloodthirsty magic, you can achieve this effect."

However, those bloodthirsty-related training methods are generally secret techniques only possessed by the chaotic evil camp, and Ron feels that they are unlikely to exist in the main plane.

Otherwise, she would never be able to show such a calm state at the Capache match. At the very least, she would emit an unpleasant smell that cannot be concealed by the bloodthirsty method.

What's more, the system identification didn't detect anything special about her.

Thinking about it, Ron suddenly smiled and shook his head.

"Forget it, why do I think so much? They are just a bunch of scumbag humans who are not even legendary. If there is any problem, just slap them all to death."

"The so-called conspiracy is something used to be conquered by force."

Facts have proven that when strength is sufficient

When faced with difficult problems, no matter which species they are, they will most likely choose to solve them with their hands instead of using their brains.

After Ron figured it out, he felt great.

He sat on the Sphinx and smiled slightly as he looked at the suddenly panicked Centaur camp below.

Suddenly, a powerful wave of magic power suddenly came from the Centaur camp.

It is silent, but its presence can be felt.

Wherever this strange magic power passes, flowers all over the mountains and plains emerge from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, countless small trees turn into towering giant trees, and the large forests grow exceptionally dense and vibrant amid the fluctuations of magic power.

Without waiting for the Sphinx, Ron teleported directly below and raised his hand to pick up a withered yellow leaf floating in the air.

Large areas of dead areas on the leaves are turning green at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Are you friendly to nature? This talent is really enviable. He is simply a natural guardian of the forest."

Ignore the surrounding centaurs who are greeting them in panic

Ron looked at the green leaf that was being reincarnated and said with emotion.

Ordinary people and horses do not have this ability to rejuvenate dead trees.

There is only one possibility that can emit such a large-scale scene.

Lilia

woke up!