Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 143 Can it be eaten?

"Seladin, tell me, is Kragon just exaggerating? If we get to the dragon territory and find out that he has deceived me, I will give him a good kick even if you try to stop me!"

Several short and stocky dwarves leaned weakly against the cabin, their strong muscles looking like useless decorations with their droopy expressions.

Although each of these dwarves who like to live deep in underground caves or high in the mountains is a very strong warrior and extremely brave on land, they are a group of weaklings on water because they are seasick.

Even after a period of adaptation, these dwarves on the ship were like frost-bitten eggplants, without their previous vitality.

The dwarf Seradin, who had his tawny beard tied into delicate braids, leaned weakly on his great axe, and his voice was as weak as if he were sick.

"Ahem, Kragon likes to brag, but he won't lie to his friends, Jarrah. If Kragon really lied to us, I will hang him up with you and brush his bird with a layer of red pepper water!"

"Haha, I like that suggestion," a weak voice sounded, and another bearded dwarf, Jarrah, laughed out loud.

"Oh, we're here, we're almost to the golden land," cheers came from the deck of the big ship from the crew and many people.

The group of weak-looking dwarves perked up, walked out of the cabin, went up to the deck, and looked into the distance.

The azure blue sky was so clear and boundless that it almost blended into the shallow sea of the same clear color, making the dwarves feel as if their ship was sailing in the gap between heaven and earth.

Especially near the Gold Coast, the number of ships coming and going gradually increased, making the wide sea area crowded. Ships flying the flags of various noble territories and the logos of merchant groups passed by, competing with each other.

In the distant sky, countless seagulls and petrels were taking off and landing near the coast, and some seabirds even dived directly into the sea to grab their prey from the sea.

A huge blue dragon was flying in the sky near the coast, dispersing the dark clouds and storm that were gradually gathering in the distant sky, so as to prevent the heavy rainfall from affecting the transportation in the nearby ports.

In the distance, the Golden Coast can be seen with the naked eye. A huge white castle is built on a huge reef extending from the land into the sea. The straight and tall white castle body is like a cliff standing in the sea.

Countless ships were sailing not far from the castle, and their tall sails were less than half the height of the castle.

In the waters near the harbor where many ships are docked, there are countless fishermen driving small boats to catch fish and shells near the coast, each of them grinning and casting down the fishing nets they have woven.

And some young guys or teenagers actually ride on dolphins and sharks in the sea, driving away the schools of fish for their families.

"Wow, let's see whose partner is stronger. Come on."

These teenagers and young men rode on various dolphins and sharks to drive the fish away, while shouting happily and competing to see whose partner could swim faster in the sea.

A young man patted the octopus under his crotch with a sad face, and whispered to comfort his friend: "Don't be discouraged, Octopus, although we are not as fast as them, we have more hands."

There was also an exceptionally strong young man who was riding a huge killer whale, fighting the wind and waves in the deep waters far away, driving away schools of huge fish that could be clearly seen even from the deck.

There are also some medium-sized ships from merchants that stay in the deep sea. Driven by the Shahua fishmen, they jump into the sea to salvage giant clams and treasures in the deep sea for these merchants.

Many of these fish driven by humans are sea creatures with some intelligence and spirituality that have been tamed and conquered by the giant dragons in the dragon group in order to influence and control the waters of their territories.

These creatures have a natural liking for the residents of the dragon territory, and many are willing to form partnerships with the residents of the dragon territory. The price is that the fishermen have to give them a small half of the fish caught in their nets.

This is a win-win relationship for both parties. With the help of these creatures, fishermen will catch more fish.

These creatures do not need to catch prey one by one at a time, and each time they hunt, they need to spend a lot of time to fill their stomachs.

As for other sea creatures, they were enslaved by magic scrolls.

Lazi, a former wandering wizard, could not bear the exploitation of his companions, who treated him like a beast of burden, and closed his magic shop out of exhaustion.

And because the recruitment price offered by the Dragon Territory was so attractive, this clever wandering wizard brought several of his companions to join the Dragon Territory and became one of the mages loyal to the dragon.

It has to be said that although the wandering wizard Lazi's magical attainments in other areas cannot be considered high, he has a unique talent in drawing magic scrolls.

For an ordinary wizard, a 30% success rate in drawing scrolls is considered acceptable, and a 50% success rate is considered excellent. However, the success rate of the wizard Laqi in drawing scrolls has reached a staggering 85%. No wonder this wizard was treated like a beast of burden.

However, after joining the dragon territory, the wandering wizard no longer has to work as hard as before. He is now assigned to the Dragon Basic School as a professor of magic scrolls.

He was responsible for imparting the knowledge of drawing magic scrolls to those students.

As a result, the supply of magic scrolls increased and the price dropped a little.

In addition, the Dragon Territory has now begun to pay attention to basic cultural construction, and has carried out quite comprehensive cooperation with the Association of High Mages.

Now, every child who is newly born and grows to five years old, or every citizen who has not been tested and is under the age of fifteen, can go to the qualification testing agency under the Ministry of Magical Integration for testing.

The Magical Integration Department will then assign classes to these people based on their talents and strengths.

The territory does not require these people to possess profound magical attainments and powers, it only requires them to perform their duties conscientiously in the final assigned positions.

Magic production can also have an assembly line production model.

As a result, the prices of many magic products in the territory were lowered. Although the skills of these people were not advanced enough and the materials they used were all inferior and shrunken materials, they were still cheap enough.

The price of an authentic magic slavery scroll outside starts at five silver coins, but in the dragon territory, it only costs three silver coins or even less.

Some magic scrolls used for practice can be bought for just one silver coin. Although the effectiveness of such scrolls is only one or two years and the relevant scrolls need to be reused, such scrolls are the best-selling because an ordinary family can afford them.

"Whether Kragon lied or not, I have decided to forgive him," the dwarf Jarrah said happily, "I like this place."

Jarrah held a bowl full of chilled fruit wine in his hand. The cold ice cubes were swaying in the fragrant wine. He took a big sip and burped.

"Well, I love this place," Jarrah said.

Not only were there things to see and hear along the way into the Golden City, but also the crowded and prosperous atmosphere that was like that of a wealthy city in the Central Continent. The streets were packed with people, and the shouts of the merchants filled the entire city with noise.

It is not just the creatures of various races that have conflicts and frictions but are harmonious with each other, such as the short but cunning green-skinned goblins and the rude and honest brown-skinned orcs;

There are barbarians with totems all over their bodies who spend money without caring about the money, trolls who can only enter the city gate after taking a bath, gnolls with bloodshot eyes, and human residents who always like to bargain with vendors.

It is not only the Greek-style buildings that are unique to the Golden City. In order to cater to the aesthetic taste of the dragon, the view that big is good and giant is beautiful, so the style is solemn, elegant, magnificent and noble.

There are also clean and wide stone slabs covering the entire ground of the Golden City, public toilets every other street, and the bustling Dragon Library.

There are always many students trying to rush into the streets, but then being driven back by the ogre soldiers guarding the gate. There is also the most lively Dragon Arena and the exciting gladiatorial arena.

Most importantly, the glasses of ice-cold wine made the dwarves feel infinitely fond of this city.

The climate in the dragon's territory is hot most of the time, so vendors and residents in the territory have developed the practice of using ice cubes to cool drinks.

But in other places, ice, which does not seem to be a luxury item, is a luxury item in life that only some nobles can get at will.

Although the food in the Dragon Territory is not enough to brew a large amount of wine, the fruit resources in the Dragon Territory are endless, so various flavors of fruit wine are also a popular specialty product in the Dragon Territory. "Burp," the dwarf Seradin also burped contentedly, and asked the vendor who sold wine at the top of his voice. The dwarf's naturally loud voice was also so prominent in the noisy environment.

He asked: "Hiccup, man, to be honest, the taste of iced wine is really good. I, Celadin, love this feeling."

"But to be honest, man, gulp, burp, this kind of clean and pure ice is only available to the nobles."

"Gulp, gulp, I've never tried this flavor before. How can you use it on these cheap drinks? Ice cubes are much more expensive than drinks. Hiccup!"

The wine vendor was a halfling. These smart and capable opportunists could find a place to stay anywhere, especially in settlements of various races.

The halfling was smiling. The dwarves in front of him were very good customers and were always generous with their drinks. It's not that they would pay for two drinks for one, but one drink would mean more than ten drinks, which was dozens of times the sales of humans who liked to buy wine by the half cup.

The halfling stretched out his finger and pointed to the mountaintop in the distance, which was shrouded in clouds and seemed to be at the edge of the sky. That was the nest of the dragons, the capital of the territory, and the temple of the warriors.

On a flat plain, a person's eyesight can see as far as over 100 kilometers, without taking into account factors such as air visibility.

An ordinary person's eyesight can only see a candle flame dozens of kilometers away, but on the top of a high mountain, one can see as far as more than 600 miles away.

Although the Golden City is more than 400 miles away from the Dragon's Nest, the dwarves' eyesight is much better than that of ordinary humans. The tall forests in the surrounding area of the Golden City have been cut down and opened up, which will not affect their vision.

On the other hand, the mountains where the dragons live are constantly drawing energy from deep within the earth's core to grow. The highest peak has reached more than 2,000 meters. Although it is not very high, it is enough for the dwarves to see the mountain peaks looming in the distance.

"This is the property of Lord Kamide and Lord White Young King Gmot. Thanks to the generosity of the Dragon Lord, these ice blocks are supplied to the territory at a very low price."

"If your vision could be as far-sighted and sharp as those powerful dragon lords, you might be able to see many people collecting ice on the top of the Twin Mountains!"

the halfling boasted proudly.

In fact, even a dragon's vision is not enough to see the human figures hidden in the mountains hundreds of kilometers away from the ground, but the people of the territory will always brag and deify their rulers in a good way, or belittle and demonize them in a bad way.

“Oh, you are a dragon who knows how to do business, you generous lord,” Celadin smacked his lips and shouted, “Come on, brother, give us another big cup. Your craftsmanship is simply amazing, just like my skill in forging weapons!”

The halflings brought out wine barrels with a smile and filled them up for the dwarves who had stayed in this area for several days.

As for Kragon, the dwarf blacksmith who took the initiative to write letters to recruit friends, he has been temporarily forgotten by these dwarves.

Perhaps only when all the money of these dwarves is spent on drinks, will they remember that they are still waiting for news from their fellow brothers Kragon.

……

"Dad, Dad, can I eat this?" "No!"

"Dad, Dad, what is that? It looks delicious. Can I eat it?" "This one is not edible either!"

"Dad, you smell delicious, can I have a bite?" "..."

The two fat little snakes, blinking their round black eyes, looked very cute, but the words they spoke were not so cute.

The two Titanoboas were less than one meter long when they were born, but they were fat and had terrifying breath. They wanted to taste everything except their own eggshells.

The whole lamb that Karon had the elf maid bring was swallowed up by the two plump pythons one at a time, completing their first meal since birth.

At this moment, two snake cubs with slightly bulging bellies, which could not be seen unless you looked closely, were being rolled up by the tips of Karon's tails and brought to the front of the castle, whose main structure was almost completed.

The castle, which is wide and tall enough for the dragon to easily enter and exit, has now been roughly completed. This is thanks to the efforts of countless slaves and war treemen. Especially after the war treemen joined, the construction speed of the castle has been significantly increased.

Now the spacious back garden outside the castle has been completed, but it is bare and no ornamental plants have been planted yet. The fountain with the giant dragon statue in the center of the garden does not draw water either, and both are waiting for subsequent repairs.

Charon's arrival did not alarm the slaves and tree people who were working diligently on the construction. The accompanying elf maid had already driven the rest of the craftsmen out of the garden, leaving a quiet environment for Charon.

Charon came to the center of the garden, next to the fountain, where he would plant the seeds of the world tree.

Although the safest place in the entire territory is definitely Charon's Dragon's Nest, the excessive magic power in that place is not suitable for the growth of the World Tree, and the volcano connected to the core of the earth is not an environment that the World Tree likes.

Therefore, Charon chose to plant the World Tree in the back garden of his future royal castle, which will become the most heavily guarded place in the future.

Moreover, he was not worried that the space in this place would hinder the future growth of the World Tree. There was no need for Karon to use space spells. After the World Tree grew, it would naturally have the ability to open up space.

Two slender elf maids were waving hoes and digging a hole in the ground.

Although Kalon could accomplish these things with just a spell, he would never stop his subordinates from expressing themselves, which was a good thing for a ruler.

The two magic pythons that slipped down from the tip of Charon's tail moved their fat bodies and swam to the side of the elf maid who was busy and sweating.

The slightly older snake stretched out its pink forked tongue to probe the pheromones in the air, then blinked its big black eyes and asked Caron, who was squatting next to it, expectantly, "Dad, can I eat these two?"

Another snake that was slightly smaller but equally plump also opened its round eyes wide, waiting for Caron's answer with anticipation.

The two elf maids who were waving hoes beside him froze suddenly. Although they knew that the red dragon would not deal with the people around him casually, the dragon would always be an unpredictable character in the minds of these elves.

They couldn't guarantee what the red dragon could do.

“Hehe,” Karon’s huge body looked like a red boulder when he was squatting. In his eyes, the two Titan Python cubs were just two small insects that could be crushed to death with just one finger.

He lowered his head slightly, and his pair of naturally cold red eyes, like the most perfect rubies, moved in front of the two expectant snake cubs, just like an extremely terrifying giant beast staring at the ants under its feet.

"Although you two have unexpectedly won my love, this love is not unlimited pampering," Karon's red vertical pupils showed a little impatience towards the naughty children.

"You'd better learn and understand quickly what should be done and what should not be done. Otherwise, once you do something wrong that I can't stand, I don't mind letting other dragons taste a delicious snack!"

"Hey, Dad, don't scare me. You have such a bad temper!" The larger snake blinked and quietly retracted its tongue.

“Daddy, don’t eat us,” the smaller snake said with its round eyes wide open. Its tone was soft and tender, like a child’s. “From now on, we will only eat what Daddy allows us to eat, and what we will eat if we don’t listen to Daddy!”

Karon retracted his head and scratched his chin with his dragon claws. Suddenly he felt that these two snake cubs were not so naughty.

"How about, one of you says 'It's edible' and the other says 'It's not edible'," Caron nodded slightly, indicating that his idea was great!
"Dad, Dad, this name is not nice," the smaller snake said softly, "Can you give us another name?"

"Okay, let me think about it!" This was the first time that Caron gave in on a decision that had already been made.

While thinking, Karon threw the seeds of the World Tree into the soil and asked the elf maid to bury them.

As soon as it was buried and watered with spring water from the magical spring in the Green Forest plane, a tender green seedling couldn't wait to drill out from the deep soil.

A tender sapling swayed its branches in the breeze and made a request to Caron, "Dad, I want a name too!"

(End of this chapter)