The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Attilan stroked the dragon horns on his head and patiently explained:

“Audrey, what I want is not a ruin destroyed by dragon breath and magic. I need the humans living in the Northern Lands to create value for me!”

Audrey laughed dismissively.

“I also have some understanding of the intelligence of the Northern Kingdom. Of the five major regions, the Northern Territory is the poorest. Not to mention comparing it with the Sea of Life, the annual income of the Northern Territory combined is probably not as high as the pearls cultivated by the pearl oysters in my territory.”

“I don’t understand, why do you want to occupy those lands that are not of much value to us elemental dragons?”

Attilan didn’t want to tell Audrey that he was deeply influenced by the idea of unification, and his goal was to defeat all the large and small forces on the entire continent, including your father’s Sea of Life.

“This… just think of it as my hobby.”

The Swamp Wyvern’s level of strength is definitely top-notch, but his level of doing business is really too poor.

Attilan now has more than 50,000 subordinates. If you think about it carefully, more than half of the population is unwanted by Sestis. To be precise, it’s not that Sestis doesn’t want them, it’s that he can’t maintain the food supply for so many people.

What he needs are warriors who can fight. He can reward warriors with food they can't finish, but he is unwilling to distribute food to those who cannot fight.

These people can only rely on the rewards that Sestis gives to the warriors who can fight to survive. Once the warrior dies, they lose their stable source of food. Dragons don't have the concept of death benefits.

Death ends everything.

For Sestis, food really grows from the ground. He uses his life energy to quickly grow all kinds of edible fruits and nuts in the soil, as well as fish, shrimp, and crabs in the water.

Even if those dependents really do plant, they are also reclaiming land on the land owned by Sestis. The things that grow from Sestis’s land naturally belong to him.

In ancient China, mountains, rivers, and streams all belonged to the emperor. Ordinary people were not allowed to go up the mountain to chop firewood, or even pick up what fell on the ground. In order to make life easier for the common people, this ban was lifted.

Obviously, Sestis doesn’t have such an open mind. Those who are worthless are not allowed to live on his territory and are exiled to the periphery of his power.

That area is considered a buffer zone between him and other forces. Sestis does not regard those areas as his territory, and even the Sea of Life, he only values the core part.

Governing a country, no, what Sestis governs is a loose tribe that revolves around him with almost no organization. He is an irresponsible leader.

Although Audrey is Sestis’s most beloved daughter, Sestis’s character determines that his care for his daughter is definitely not comprehensive enough.

Audrey mentioned her mother, but the daughter’s birthday and the establishment of the united front happened at the same time, which shows that there is a high probability that this great Dragon Queen is no longer there.

Otherwise, with Sestis’s methods, even if he was plotted against, it was impossible for Sestis to only have one daughter, Audrey.

Audrey’s strong anxiety, and even a certain tendency to self-destruct, may be the mental trauma left behind after being plotted against. Her mother, brothers, and sisters have all passed away.

Only she is left alive alone. In order to take care of Sestis’s emotions, Audrey can only suppress her true self and try her best to show a mature, optimistic, and cheerful side.

Just now, Audrey was just acting on a whim. After she tasted the food made by Attilan himself, her eyes lit up and her attention was completely diverted.

“Not only is the flavor of the ingredients different, but there are also many different ways of processing the ingredients. I didn’t expect your cooking skills to be so good. There are very few dragons with such strong hands-on ability.”

“Audrey, are you okay?”

Audrey smiled and shook her head.

“I’m fine. I was just… not controlling my emotions. Dragons are not weak, and they also cannot recklessly put themselves in danger.”

Attilan keenly captured the key words.

“Is it because of the apple orchard?”

There are many materials near Green Scale Town that are about to acquire magic power, but Audrey specifically mentioned the apple orchard, which means that the apple orchard has some special meaning to her.

When the apple orchard was mentioned, Audrey's emotions changed significantly.

“Can we not mention my affairs? What we need to discuss now is how to occupy the entire Northern Kingdom. With your little dependents, you want to lose everything in the Northern Kingdom.”

“When the time comes, you and I will appear on the battlefield together. The pressure of two ocean dragons on the human army is much stronger than that of one. Maybe we only need to roar a few times and those humans will be scared out of their wits.”

Attilan looked at her with a smile that was not a smile.

“You are helping me so hard, are you hoping that I will also help you hard to control the united front?”

Audrey smiled brightly, more charming than the bright moonlight.

“Mutual help and maximum benefit, isn’t that what you said.”

Attilan nodded in agreement. It is impossible for him to control the united front unless he marries Audrey. But if he really marries Audrey, it doesn’t matter who controls it between the two of them.

Elemental dragons who truly form a partnership will never betray each other. Elemental dragons almost never get divorced, only widowed, and even the possibility of remarriage after being widowed is very low.

Even if elemental dragons are nearing extinction, elemental dragons will not wrong themselves for the sake of reproduction, so it is not easy for Attilan to chase Audrey.

Audrey's eating movements were very elegant, but the densely packed delicacies on the table were quickly eliminated, which shows how much Audrey likes these local delicacies made by Attilan.

“Although the magic content is not much, it is indeed delicious. You are indeed not an ordinary ocean dragon. Your place is still too simple. I hope that the next time I come, there will be a place where I am willing to stay for a while.”

Favorability plus ten, she is even willing to stay. If he heals Audrey’s mental trauma again, then his marriage with Audrey will be a sure thing.

“Goodbye.”

Watching Audrey turn back into a dragon and soar into the sky, Attilan narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered.

If he really wants to treat her mental trauma, Attilan thinks that there happens to be an expert in the forest, and he lives in Green Scale Town, so he can invite him to see Audrey.

“Old Murloc, is Madam Lalune at home now?”

The old murloc frowned and shook his head.

“Since Miss Hana chose to live in the school to study and handle student union affairs, Madam Lalune doesn’t need to stay in Green Scale Town to take care of the child. She went to Star Valley to study starlight magic and rarely returns to Green Scale Town.”

“Dragon Lord, do you need me to send someone to invite Madam Lalune?”

Attilan waved his hand.

“Don’t worry, treating her problem is not something that can be done in a short time. It is more urgent to get Titan to agree to forge ten thousand obsidian spears.”

“Prepare a roasted whole lamb and two barrels of wine for me. I’m going to have a heart-to-heart talk with Titan.”

Carrying the things, Attilan quickly found Titan who was processing obsidian powder.

Titan just glanced at him lightly and continued to inject earth element into the obsidian powder to moisten it, and then the powder re-condensed into a stone, enhancing the quality of the obsidian.

He looked at the murlocs and minotaurs around him who were responsible for mining and transporting.

“Titan, you are using my people, but you are unwilling to help me. That’s not fair, is it?”

Titan threw the obsidian in his hand on the ground in a fit of rage.

“Do you know who the weapons I’m making now are for?”

“Whose?”

Attilan really didn’t know.

“Of course, it’s for the fourth-year students in the Druid School who are about to be tossed out by you to work for you without paying them! It’s so dangerous outside, and they are druids, so they don’t need iron weapons.”

“I can only do my best to make them a better obsidian weapon, so that they can break through the enemy’s thick armor in times of danger without worrying about the weapon breaking.”

“Obsidian weapons are indeed sharp, but the fragility of the texture is always a big problem. In order to improve the toughness of obsidian, I can only moisten it with earth element little by little.”

“After a certain dragon joined the school, various strange wooden weapon models were placed in the props room as practice tools for the students. To make them easier for the students to use, I have to customize weapons for them one by one.”

“After all, they are not weapon masters. They can't just pick up a weapon and use it as flexibly as commanding their hands and feet to kill enemies. I need to make a sample first for them to take back and get used to.”

“Then, I need to create weapons with the same shape, weight, length, and other specifications as much as possible and hand them over to them. With so many dense records, it's really difficult not to get them mixed up!”

“So, don't come and bother me!”

Attilan looked at a pile of obsidian weapons of quite poor quality not far away.

“So, your way of recording is to make two identical weapons, one for the students to take back to practice, and one to keep as a reference?”

Tai Shan nodded.

“To make two weapons with the same standards, now you know how much workload I have, right?”

“I want to know, can anyone among the people I sent here make obsidian spears that can be used for half a year to a year and can break through human leather armor when swung by a centaur?”

Faced with Attilan's request, Tai Shan gave him an idiotic look.

“Although these obsidian weapons don't have much magical effect, according to the manufacturing method, they are indeed magic weapons, just of very poor quality.”

“You wouldn't forget that you sent those with certain elemental control talents and relatively strong mental power, whether they are merfolk, minotaurs, centaurs, snake people, or lizardmen, to learn how to become priests or shamans.”

“You are even willing to let them become magic chefs to satisfy your appetite, but you haven't arranged anyone to learn the skills of a magic craftsman.”

Looking at the dissatisfied Tai Shan, Attilan could only bow and apologize.

“Hongdou Nisi Mi Ma Sai!”

Tai Shan looked at him with disgust.

“What weird words are you saying? Forget it, anyway, no matter what you say, I don't have time to help you make ten thousand weapons. Your skills are much more professional than mine, can't you do it yourself!”

Wait, mentioning that his skills are more professional, Attilan suddenly remembered that he seemed to have said that he would work with Tai Shan to study and transform the dragon and mage weapon forging techniques into techniques more suitable for druids.

As a result, he ditched Tai Shan and even withdrew the personnel sent to assist him in refining materials, seriously affecting Tai Shan's research progress. No wonder Tai Shan was so dissatisfied, his eyes full of resentment towards him.

“I know you like fighting and sparring, Tai Shan. How about this, I'll use my current dragonkin body, wear rattan armor, and fight you with an obsidian spear?”

Upon hearing that he could fight, Tai Shan had indeed become much more stable in the past two years as a teacher and a nanny, but his hobby had not changed.

Forging better weapons to fight is the reason why Tai Shan has always insisted on this craft.

Which big boy doesn't hope that his house is filled with exquisite weapons?

As a result, Tai Shan suddenly clapped his hands excitedly.

“Rattan armor! That's right, how could I forget to prepare protective gear for the children! It's a good thing you reminded me, otherwise, what if they rush out blindly with weapons and get injured.”

“You are the principal of the Druid School, and you also raised a rattan dragon. You have been sleeping for the past two years, and that rattan dragon has actually created a rattan forest in the forest.”

“The vines happen to not affect the growth of the big trees, and they densely cover that area. Even our druid's natural walking is not very useful in that area.”

Attilan raised his eyebrows, cut off a lamb leg with a knife and handed it to Tai Shan, and looked at Loki who was waving a wooden sword at the wooden stake next to him.

“Are you saying that the vines created by Little Green were not created by stimulating them with natural energy?”

Tai Shan took a bite of the lamb leg and said vaguely:

“Anyway, Old Imp went to see it once and said that you had found a treasure. That rattan dragon should have undergone some very rare and valuable positive mutation.”

“Let your rattan dragon make a set of magic rattan armor for the students, with high defense and preferably with the effect of restoring life force. I know you can do it.”

“Also, rattan shields, not to mention the protection, it is best to add the ability to self-repair after being destroyed.”

The corners of Attilan's mouth twitched.

“Is it the kind of effect that after watering and sunning, it becomes a good shield again?”

Tai Shan looked at him appreciatively.

“Look, you really have good things hidden that you haven't taught me! I knew that you ocean sub-dragons still have many magical props!”

Attilan looked at him numbly. People's prejudices are like a mountain.

“Bullshit good things, don't you think about it, with the dragon's so strong physical fitness, what magic props are more useful than the dragon's dragon breath, claws, tail, and warlock spells that come with their talents?”

“The magic prop making knowledge I have mastered is just the precedents left by the ancestors in the inherited memory for self-entertainment or to reward their dependents, picking up common materials around them and making them.”

“Because they are all common materials, such as the magic-carrying rough bones on the bodies of magical beasts, many dragons follow the designs of their predecessors, and occasionally some dragons will make some optimizations.”

“How about this, I'll pick a few priests and shamans who are interested in making magic weapons, and also select some students from the Druid School to form a weapon manufacturing class.”

“Since it is a school, we can't just teach them combat knowledge, and then set up a weapon general station in the forest, with you in charge as the stationmaster!”

Tai Shan looked at him in confusion and asked:

“What does the weapon general station do?”

“There are so many druids, old and young, in the forest, and everyone needs a handy weapon, but there are very few people who are good at making weapons. Instead of wasting the hard-earned materials.”

“It's better to hand it over to a professional smith, and you are the most professional smith in the younger generation in my opinion! After all, your goal is to become a Titan. I remember that the Titans are the most skilled at forging weapons.”

“So, the stationmaster of the weapon general station is none other than you!”

In order to prevent Tai Shan from saying that he was breaking his promise again, Attilan directly wrote a letter and handed it to Hai Dewei to send to the old merman, asking him to arrange for the shamans and priests to come over.

Shamans and priests originally had the responsibility of forging weapons for their clansmen.

Sacrifice, healing, conservation, forging, and guiding the thoughts of the clan, these are all their jobs, but there are really few shamans and priests who are good at so many aspects.

Attilan never thought that the shamans and priests under his command could be proficient in so many aspects. It would be great if they could fight with spells, and then have one specialty in the content mentioned above.

It is more likely that they will be unsuccessful in everything, and even unable to control the elements to fight.

Before the quasi-magic craftsmen came, Attilan stayed here to process materials to make obsidian spears, exercise his elemental control, and see how much Tai Shan's skills had grown.

“Not bad, compared to when we first researched this craft, your skills have improved more than threefold. I think the sharpness of the obsidian spears you make is almost the same as my claws when I was just born.”

“It's just that the toughness is still a bit lacking. Your earth element control is exquisite enough, but your water element control is still a bit lacking, and your natural energy control is not enough. The connection between the obsidian spearhead and the oak stick is still not tight enough.”

“And I see that you are using old wood that is hundreds of years old. Are you sure that if you cut down trees like this, the master won't cause us trouble?”

Tai Shan directly waved the wooden stick in his hand righteously.

“What's the matter with this? After a tree grows, there will be a day when it will be cut down. When a big tree falls, several small trees will grow in the place where it grows.”

“The master said that the tree density in the forest is already very high, and he is already thinking about how to consume the excess wood, especially after you occupied the land in the south of the forest and prohibited the felling of trees less than ten centimeters in diameter.”

“He just feels that the trees in the forest need to become more wood.”

Attilan was greatly puzzled.

“Isn't it good to increase the proportion of natural energy on this continent? Why does the master still want to control the number of trees in the forest? Could it be that someone would dislike having too much money in their pocket?”

Tai Shan shrugged and said:

“I don't know, I only know when the manpower you promised me will arrive!?”