The red dragon just wants to do whatever he wants

After understanding all this, how could David not know the ‘value’ of the gift Nymphadora brought:

This is a group of potential family members!

But it's best to take him under his command as soon as possible.

It’s not that he is worried about the poor five-color dragon compatriots who may be harassed and poked in the anus by barbarians at any time. As a red dragon, he has a sense of ‘racial honor’ if he doesn’t gloat about misfortunes.

Just like Nymphadora said, if the situation is allowed to develop, this trouble that belongs to the five-colored dragons in the Old World may gradually become a potential trouble for David.

The reason is also very simple. Although this family ritual was cracked by the high elves many years ago, because it is too useless for the elves and the arrogance of the high elves, it has been shelved.

But what if this 'back door to the dependent ritual' that originally belonged to the dragon spread among the barbarians of the Old World and even the humans of Middle Earth?

To exaggerate a little more, what if it was taken to other dimensions by some legendary wanderers who were idle and liked to record their experiences?

Regardless of whether David admits it or not, the five-colored dragons will most likely put the blame on Dai.

Who made him the first dragon sufferer to have dragon blood used by barbarians?

If he didn't deal with him before the source spread, maybe within a few hundred years, his "glory record" would be registered with Tiamatna, Queen of the Five Colored Dragons.

If your reputation is bad, your future may not be easy.

Even among the Githyanki red dragon knights who moonlight as astral mercenaries, if they see that his reputation among the five-colored dragons is too bad, they might be thinking, 'We just took him on to slay a certain mind flayer. The order of the city-state declined his transaction request to spend money to hire these astral pirates.

Taking a lesson from the high elves with a reputation for arrogance, David didn't want to make the same mistake again.

You must know that back then, when the magic secret lock was cracked by a giant dragon and pirated into a lair guard, the high elves often had conflicts over who would take the blame.

Even in the later stages of the Crown War, which turned into a pot of porridge, the Elf Kings often used this matter as a military excuse to start wars.

In terms of the severity of the blame, it is probably second only to the explosion of the Magic Well (under construction) in "The Destruction of Sutherland".

And although doing this is suspected of wiping the dragons' butt:

After all, this family ritual was probably leaked from some dragon sage who couldn't stand the sugar-coated bullets of the high elves.

But it's not all without benefits.

For David, who is short of manpower, it can even be said that he gives pillows when he feels sleepy.

To be honest, he originally looked down upon these noobs who even knelt down and dared to be angry but dare not speak out.

But now that the other party could actually benefit from the completely unreliable ritual of cracking the dependents and still survive, David had to look at him differently.

He didn't even have to worry about selecting the first batch of warriors. Most of these mountain barbarians had already completed the preliminary screening through the batch of dragon blood:

Those who can successfully resist are probably equivalent to the newcomers in Warhammer next door who have completed physical tests such as physical fitness, strength, and endurance, as well as at least psychological tests of will.

As long as he, the Lord of Dragon Blood, personally presides over the ceremony, and depending on how willing he is to bleed during the ceremony, he can quickly obtain a group of dependents with considerable combat power.

This is much more reliable than the group of high elf prisoners of war who have been wandering between the bombing camp and the non-bombing camp.

Even those who have only undergone the minimum dragon blood promotion ceremony are almost equivalent to a weakened version of Space Marine recruits who have completed the first three surgeries of second heart, bone strengthening, and muscle strengthening.

If this level is digitized as in the game, it can at least add 1 to 2 points to strength and endurance, which is equivalent to one-fifth of the attribute increase of an adult.

However, the genetic and strength of mountain barbarians is about 2 points higher than that of ordinary humans.

After receiving the official promotion ceremony of his dragon-blooded lord, one or two points may be added.

If I were to find a reliable job again,

When he thought of this, David was already a little ready to make a move.

Then there was only one question left, and it was also a question that caused him some confusion and headache.

David turned to look at the green dragon Nymphadora and asked in dragon language:

"Has he ever told you that he has any grudge against me?"

The barbarian in front of him was a key to a shortcut. If he could not be dealt with, David would have to spend a lot of effort.

At this juncture when he was about to leave for the New World, he really didn't have much time to go to war to deal with this 'little trouble'.

"You killed his lover." Nymphadora told the truth.

"Oh." David said indifferently, thinking that it was probably one of the savages who died in the battle at the southern foot of the mountain range.

Judging from the hatred in the other person's eyes, he is probably a deeply affectionate person.

Since it is destined to be irresolvable, it seems that we can only give him up and find another way.

"It seems to be an ogre named Monado." Nymphadora thought for a while and added.

“Ogre?!!

“His lover???

"Barbarians and ogres?"

The shocked David said that his eyes were really opened.

At the same time, he finally remembered who the other party's lover was - the ogre leader who had indeed brought him a crisis.

I couldn't help but look at the angry-eyed man and admire him:

‘Brother! You have some courage, you even dare to attack an ogre'

Although ogres have a broad mind and fat hips, and many heavy-tasting dragons have been clawed during the estrus period, in other respects, even giant dragons find it irritating to the eyes.

David took a deep breath and said solemnly to the demonic man in barbarian language:

"I have learned about the grudges between us from this Green Dragon lady. Now that the tragedy has happened and the hatred has been sown, let us end it today. Let's talk, warrior, before leaving, and Any last wishes or words?"

The drow who was watching on the side immediately pulled the chain from the mouth of the barbarian Luoxinde.

Originally angry and resentful, he didn't seem to expect that a red dragon would actually treat him seriously, a dying person. He immediately calmed down a little, thought about it, and asked in a daze:

"I want to know how Monado died?"

David answered truthfully:

"We met in the wilderness, and they wanted to eat me. After a fight, I ate them, and that was it."

"You ate her? Really?" The barbarian suddenly became a little excited.

If it weren't for the drow on the side holding the chain, he might have fallen onto David's lap.

"You heard that right, I ate her." David rarely had the patience to repeat it.

"Then are her remains still there? If possible, can you return her skull to me?" Luoxinde said with an almost humble begging look.

What does this guy want to do?

".?" The development of things seemed to be beyond David's expectation.

It seemed that he saw David's doubts.

The green dragon Nymphadora leaned her head against his ear webs and said:

"According to the beliefs and traditions of the ogres, they will cut off the heads of the dead tribesmen and bring them back to the tribe, and then use a secret method to mash them up and make soup with some kind of mushrooms to drink.

“It is said that this will allow them to ‘see’ the deceased tribesman again.

“At the same time, they also believe that the dead tribesmen will integrate with them in this way and live in their bodies forever.

“Maybe even regenerate from their body by growing a second head.

“I think that’s probably what he had in mind.

"Maybe this is a turning point."