White Dragon Lord

The white dragon lord only felt that his spiritual power was flying in the endless darkness, and suddenly he was connected to a mysterious space, and he got into it.

A miniature version of the White Dragon Lord appeared inside the space.

The white dragon lord was stunned for a moment, then reacted, looked around, and found a figure around him, or a humanoid, or a dragon, or a beast, or simply a mass of black mist.

Just when the leader of the white dragon was looking forward to it, a rough and heroic pure dwarf accent sounded behind the white dragon.

"Hey! New face! You're that floss, right?!"

"It's Amos!"

After the White Dragon Lord corrected the dwarf's pronunciation, he touched his nose in embarrassment and turned around.

"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency Muradin Firebeard."

Although Lord White Dragon has not participated in the meeting, most of the members of the council know it, because most of the members are high-ranking leaders of famous organizations.

Moreover, in the entire Nordhill, there is only one high-level legendary dwarf, and there is no need to guess the identity of the dwarf, that is the patron saint of the dwarf kingdom - Muradin Flamebeard.

"Hahaha, it's nice to see me?! I like that!"

Muradin Yanbeard raised his head and laughed, and patted the shoulder of the miniature version of the White Dragon Lord.

"but!"

The red-bearded dwarf suddenly changed his face and shouted nervously.

"You are too happy! You boy! Why should a legendary white dragon sit with us?"

The white dragon lord frowned, feeling a little angry at the dwarf's unprovoked scolding, and counterattacked without showing weakness.

"Your Excellency Muradin, since the motion about me can be passed, then I believe that this is the will of the majority of parliamentarians. Are you questioning their vision?"

If the dwarf said yes, he would have offended many councillors, and if he said no, he would have slapped himself in the face.

"This, this..."

Muradin Flamebeard ate like a fly,

I felt so bad that I couldn't speak.

As early as when Muradin scolded the white dragon, his loud voice attracted everyone's attention, and the other councilors who were watching the excitement laughed when they saw the dwarf shriveled.

Some are kindly smirks, some are malicious ridicules, and even more, outright sarcasm.

For example, a drow elf who could not see his face, laughed loudly.

"Old dwarf! You have today too!"

Hearing the taunting of the deadly enemy, the anger above the red-bearded dwarf's head, like pouring gasoline on the firewood, jumped high, turned around, and shouted angrily.

"What did you just say?! You dirty black skin on the ground, maggots that can't see the sun!  …!"

As a high-level legendary assassin, no one would dare to talk to him like this. Moreover, following the principle of not forcing him if he could do it, he would not argue with anyone, and was immediately scolded by the dwarves. , scolded in a low voice.

"You bastard, have the guts to say it again!"

The hot-tempered red-bearded dwarf put his hands on his hips.

"Just say it, you think I'm afraid of you! You black-skinned dead rabbit!"

"Cough cough cough."

Just when the two were about to roll up their sleeves and start a fight, suddenly, a low cough sounded in everyone's heart, attracting everyone's attention.

Seeing Merlin Tianli in a gray robe, the White Dragon Lord knew that the excitement was impossible.

The dwarves and the drow looked at each other angrily, turned their heads away, and simply ignored them.

At this moment, a cloud of black mist came to the side of the White Dragon Lord.

In the doubtful eyes of the White Dragon Lord, this existence removed the black mist disguise and transformed into a silver dragon. It was the long-lost Silver Dragon scholar-Jethra Nasudain.

The white dragon lord rejoiced when he saw the cooked dragon.

"Senior Je Tesla, long time no see."

Silver Dragon Scholar was taken aback.

"It's not long, it's only a few decades."

White Dragon Lord:  ….

Well, it's still not used to the dragon's concept of time.

At this time, the sullen dwarf saw the Silver Dragon Scholar and hurriedly greeted him.

"Hey, old friend, you are walking on the mainland, have you found any good wine?!"

"Hahaha, old friend, don't worry, I will never forget you when I meet a good wine."

After chatting for a while between the two old friends who had not seen each other for a long time, the Silver Dragon Scholar opened his mouth to the White Dragon Lord.

"Amos, this is my old friend, Muradin Flamebeard. Although you have a little unpleasantness just now, in fact, Muradin is a good dwarf with a warm heart, but he is a little impulsive."

The white dragon lord said with a smile.

"This is natural. I have heard about the deeds of Muradin Yanbeard's predecessors."

As one of the only two master blacksmiths in Nordhill, Muradin Flamebeard is naturally not small, and the White Dragon Lord is also very familiar with his deeds.

As the Silver Dragon Scholars say, Muradin Firebeard was a dwarf with a good heart but a bad temper.

With the Silver Dragon Scholar in the middle, Muradin Flamebeard also descended down the slope.

"Humph! Your reputation is not small, especially those sea-bottom lobsters you brought here, especially for me."

After speaking, the dwarf smacked his lips, as if recalling the deliciousness of lobster.

The white dragon lord laughed.

"Since Senior Muradin likes it, then I'll have someone send some more."

"Really?! Don't lie to me!"

"Cough cough cough, everyone, the meeting officially begins."

Merlin Tianli's voice interrupted the conversation between the two. The two smiled and looked at each other, then turned to face Merlin Tianli.

Merlin Tenri continued.

"Everyone, today's first topic is about the Golden Dragon - Leopold Joder Maidin, breaking through the high-level legend and applying for membership."

"What? Leopold Joder Maiden broke through?!"

"As expected of a member of the Joder Maiding family!"

"..."

Various voices rang out, and the protagonist of the discussion was this golden dragon, Leopold Joder Maidin.

This golden dragon, a genius who was only three hundred years old, had already stepped into a high-level legend before half of his adulthood had finished, and his reputation had spread far and wide on the mainland.

The main reason is that it stepped into the bloody abyss battlefield when it was an adult, and killed a seriously injured high-level legendary-level demon warlord.

You must know that even if it is seriously injured, the gap between high-level legends and legends is almost insurmountable.

Leopold Jode Maidin was able to kill the Demon Overseer. There was a certain element of luck, but he also showed his extraordinary strength.

Seeing that everyone was talking about it, Merlin Tianli said.

"Okay, let's vote now."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

...

In the end, it was unanimously approved.

No more special circumstances than the White Dragon Lord, the Golden Dragon fully met the conditions for becoming a member of parliament, and he was not a notorious villain, so voting was a necessary form.

Merlin Tenri continued.

"Now, on to the second topic of the meeting - the cleaning plan."