White Dragon Lord

The day after the Silver Dragon left, Count Dumbledore also came.

The six warships were anchored in the offshore area of ​​Tasman Island. Count Dumbledore, with his entourage, boarded the beach with a small boat and met the White Dragon Lord on the beach.

Count Dumbledore put his feet together, put his right hand on his chest, and gave a standard aristocratic salute: "Salute to you! Dear Lord of the Islands, Your Excellency Amos."

The White Dragon Lord glanced at the entourage behind the Earl. Gandalf and Jax were already on the list, and all the equipment had been replenished. It seemed that Earl Dumbledore had made a lot of money in order to compensate them.

Jax shrank his neck at the eyes of the white dragon lord who glanced up, and Amos left a serious psychological shadow on it.

No matter what Jax thought, the White Dragon Lord looked at the earl in front of him, like a fat sheep to be slaughtered, and nodded slightly: "Hello, the master of Bailey City, the earl of the Dumbledore family, these red tapes will be avoided. Right! Ransom! Are you ready?"

"Your Excellency Amos, I have brought a total of 3.5 million gold coins and magic items worth 1.5 million. This is the list, please take a look."

The attendant on the side held the list and walked up to it with both hands.

Amos took the list and looked at the items above. These magic items were described in detail and marked with market prices.

"Magic items are in this dimensional bag, and gold coins are sealed and stored on the ship."

Amos nodded to Willy, who was beside him. Willy understood what his brother meant and turned around and flew towards the boat.

Amos and Count Dumbledore waited patiently on the beach. After a while, Willy came back and fell beside his brother: "No problem."

It seems that Earl Dumbledore still values ​​his heir very seriously.

"Well, very good!" Amos said to Bruce who was sandwiched between the two ogres: "Boy! You can go over."

Hearing this, Bruce moved his steps and walked towards the count in shame.

As a lawful true dragon, Amos never thought of going back on his word: "You can go! But this can only happen once. If you dare to do it again, it will only be the blood of the Dumbledore family. Calm my anger!"

Seeing that the White Dragon Lord raised his wings and was about to take off, Count Dumbledore stopped him and said, "Please wait a moment, Your Excellency Amos."

When Amos heard this, he was a little puzzled: "Oh, what else do you do?"

"Well, I came here this time, in addition to returning the dog, I also want to form a friendship with your Excellency."

Amos was interested: "Friendship? You are talking about friendship with a dragon! Are you not afraid that I will eat you so much that you have no bones left?"

Count Dumbledore: "Your Excellency is joking. As a lawful and neutral true dragon, what is the difference except for the color and gem dragon!"

"Moreover, the news that Your Excellency Elena joined the Nine Eyes Alliance has spread. Even if I don't believe my own judgment, then I have to believe the vision of the Nine Eyes Alliance."

Amos: "Well, the news spreads very quickly."

The Nine Eyes Alliance has a long-term eradication of monsters and is well-known in all races, and has never recruited the existence of evil camps. The influence of Elena's joining the Nine Eyes Alliance has begun to emerge.

The white dragon lord's voice changed: "Even so, what qualifications do you have to talk about friendship with a real dragon?"

Earl Dumbledore always wore a signature aristocratic smile: "Because, we have common interests."

"Ha, interesting, let's hear it, what benefits can you bring me?"

"I have also been developing marine resources, but unfortunately the number of frogmen under my command has not been able to increase, and the output is very limited."

With that said, Earl Dumbledore looked enviously at the dark breeding base outside the White Scale City, and continued: "But now, Lord Amos has developed a large-scale breeding technology to obtain rich resources in the deep sea,

For Your Excellency, it is also as easy as digging into a bag. "

Amos also understood what the count meant: "Did you know that those goods are the default items of the Black Crow Merchant Guild?"

"As the owner of Bailey City, I naturally know where the Black Crow Merchant Guild's precious ingredients come from."

Amos raised his brows: "Oh? Now that you know, you still dare to touch Raven's cheese?"

The Raven Council is the top power apart from the three major spellcaster organizations, and they are not good men and women.

"No, I don't want to wake up the next morning with a death (raven) feather sticking beside my pillow."

Earl Dumbledore was very honest, and generously admitted the fact that he did not dare: "However, I can still fight for those who are disliked by the Black Crow Merchant, such as those seaweed and ordinary fish."

Amos frowned: "What do you want those things for?"

In this world, the grain of the noble lords is generally self-produced and self-sufficient, and the shelf life of seafood is not as good as some dehydrated grains, and the hoarding value is low, so Amos asked curiously.

"Since Your Excellency the Dragon has asked, then I will not hide it from Your Excellency."

The Earl paused and organized the language: "Your Excellency the dragon also knows that my poor sister, after giving birth to a son and a daughter for the Royal Lowe family, the Baines family, was summoned by the Lord, leaving only two of them. The child is lonely, and now the old king is getting weaker and weaker, and the princes are full of wings, and a battle for the succession is inevitable."

"Today's Luowei Kingdom looks calm on the surface, but it is actually turbulent in the dark. The princes are forming gangs. Naturally, I have to help my poor nephew."

The count said, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

Amos also understood what the count meant. Once the war starts, food production will definitely be affected. If there is a stable source of food at this time, it may even decide the outcome of the war.

There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. This sentence is the eternal truth.

Amos nodded: "In this way, we do have room for cooperation. For specific matters, I will send the fish to negotiate with you."

"Your Excellency Amos, I have another unkind request."

Amos raised his brows: "Since it's an unkind request, don't say it."

count:"……."

"Cough, cough, I want to sign a contract with Your Excellency. Please, Your Excellency, protect the Dumbledore family when necessary. I am willing to..."

"shut up!"

Amos interrupted the earl's words, and suddenly stretched the huge dragon head in front of the earl, revealing a mouth full of sharp fangs, the fangs were still hung with sticky dragon greed, and the cold breath of the white dragon sprayed on the earl's face .

The entourage behind the earl tensed and put his hand on the weapon, and everyone broke down in cold sweat, lest the white dragon would suddenly attack.

Count Dumbledore raised his hand to stop the overreacting entourage.

Amos narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head a little, looked down at the earl condescendingly, and said in a bad tone: "What do you think I am? A mercenary! Human! Greed is the greatest original sin!"

The earl said loudly and forcefully, "Your Excellency, look at my remuneration first, and then it's not too late to come to a conclusion."

The strong confidence revealed in the earl's words aroused the curiosity of Amos: "Oh, what gives you the confidence to make such a condition!"

The Count took out a long box from his arms. The surface of the box was outlined with exquisite magic patterns, exuding a strong magic atmosphere.

He personally raised the box to the white dragon's eyes.

Amos took the box, opened a slit, glanced at it, closed it immediately, and put the box away.

"Good! Your request!"

"I promise!"

PS: Many friends complained that the update was not good, but there was no way. If this book can support me after it is on the shelves, then I will write the book full-time. (Unless admitted to the iron rice bowl (?ω?))