Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 230 Spear and Sword

On a winter day, Clanris held his daughter's hand and set foot on this little famous land.

The golden land of the past, now the Golden Empire, has become a veritable haven for monsters of order. Only when he actually set foot on this land did Clanris understand the meaning of this.

Even on the road leading into the harbor and the City of Gold, he saw as many as eight or nine races passing by, but his eyes were always attracted by the particularly tall goblins and ogres.

Goblins and kobolds, no matter which plane of the world they are in, are almost always at the bottom of the social ladder. Even the dragons that drive these minions regard these two kinds of minions as garbage that can be thrown away at will.

But within the Golden Empire, the situation of these goblins and kobolds surprised Clanris. It seemed that just as the Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire said, no matter what race, as long as they became a member of the empire, they could find their place in this emerging empire.

After investigating the many races within the Golden Empire, some scholars who like to study biology discovered that the goblins and gnolls, the races most prone to mutation within the empire, have mutated and evolved with the influence of the dragon and the changes in the empire.

Just like the hobgoblins who are of the same race but different species, the goblins in the Golden Empire are far superior to their counterparts in other regions in terms of intelligence, physique and order, as if it is a benign mutation of the entire race.

Therefore, the goblins and ogres in the Golden Empire were specially labeled by scholars as golden ogres and golden goblins.

Clanris only stayed in this land for half a quarter of an hour before he let down his guard and took off the hoods and veils that wrapped himself and his daughter tightly.

Only here, the dragonborn born as dragons will not carry the prejudice and misunderstanding of the secular world. These dragonborn born as dragons, a unique race that combines the best advantages of dragons and humanoids, can walk among the masses without burden.

Levira turned to look at her father. The scales on Clanris' face were a little gray, as if he had aged gradually from being beaten by wind and frost during his wandering journey. But it seemed that he could still defeat a terrifying bear alone.

In more than ten years of life, Levira has been able to read her father's facial expressions. Those who do not know how to capture the changes in their own and her father's eyes will only see a cold dragon face on Clanlis's face.

But in fact, the opening and closing of scales, the flexion and extension of the spine, the changing angles of the eyes, and the hiding and revealing of teeth are all rich expressions on the dragon's face, which is similar to that of a dragon.

But at this moment, all the scales on Clanlis' body were completely still. Even in Levira's eyes, her father was now no different from a dragon, like a dragon returning to its nest, calm and enjoying himself.

Only when some people wearing special patterns stood in front of the father and daughter did Clanris subconsciously raise his cold pupils, representing the alert posture of this naturally born dragon.

Clanris took the identification cards from these people and followed them to the checkpoint to register, only to find out that these people called themselves the Dragon Insect Society, which means the insects that clean up the debris from the dragon.

In Clanlis's eyes, these people were more like gang members in other kingdom cities, who lived in sewers and slums and relied on various means to gain illegal profits.

But strictly speaking, there are no gangs in the Golden Empire. These gray organizations are allowed to be established after being registered with relevant government organizations of the empire.

No matter in what era, what society, or what system, there will inevitably be members of these organizations walking on the edge of the white zone, except for those who pray in the Kingdom of God.

Therefore, the upper echelons of the empire have acquiesced to the existence of these organizations as extensions of the grassroots forces of imperial rule. Now these organizations have also obtained some business licenses from the imperial government agencies, such as recruiting immigrants, and are responsible for the entire process.

They were also responsible for handling some of the cargo at the docks and the movement of non-important materials on various canals, which greatly liberated the power of the empire's grassroots organizations.

"Hey, don't be so serious. If you ask me, you came to the empire at a really good time," the young member of the Dragon Insect Society seemed to continue his predecessor's usual show-off character, chattering incessantly in the ears of the two indifferent dragonborns.

The people of the Golden Empire always have a strong sense of pride in their own country after comparison, and are happy to show off their country to outsiders.

"You know Lady Riven, hey, she is the creator of the Dragon Eternal Card that is popular throughout the North, and the Deputy Minister of Agriculture of the Empire. She is holding a competition for the Eternal Card these days. It is said that if you can win the first place in the competition, you can get a mysterious card."

The two dragonborns, one big and one small, nodded nonchalantly, perfunctorily answering their young leader, but their two pairs of eyes, which had become somewhat round, were staring at the tall walls of the Golden City that were gradually moving away.

Huge heads of various appearances and white bones were hung on the walls of the Golden City. The ones that the Dragonborn could recognize included powerful sea monsters such as the one-horned sea serpent and the split-horned demon whale in the deep sea, as well as the multi-armed monsters on land.

"What are those?" Clanris interrupted the young man's chatter, slightly raised his scaly jaw, and pointed at the wall of the City of Gold.

"Oh, you said this, this is the proof of the strength of the Golden City,"

The young man immediately became interested and said excitedly: "In order to fight for the glorious crown of the emperor of the empire, the sacred Gogmora, now strong people from all over the empire come to the empire every day."

"Some young warriors hunt powerful monsters in the deep sea and in the undeveloped territories of the empire, obtain their heads, and imitate the giant dragons of the past, hanging the heads of their prey on the city walls to show their own prestige."

"Look at that unicorn sea snake's head. It was taken by 'Giant Spear' Remond. Let me tell you, Remond's name is now almost known to everyone in the empire. Of course, it's not because of this guy's record of 15 consecutive victories in the Glory Arena of the King's Capital."

"But according to those beautiful ladies, this guy Lemond actually has two spears. One is in his hand, and the other one, hehe..."

The young dragonworm member chuckled, not caring at all about the contempt in the little girl Levira's eyes. Of course, these ordinary people could not tell the subtle changes in the dragonborn's eyes.

"And the 'Sword of Dawn' who keeps fighting despite repeated defeats was described by those beautiful ladies as the 'Sword of Dawn'. The second sword on his body is more powerful than the sword in his hand, hahahaha."

Although Clanris was a dragonborn, the males seemed to have some unknown pleasures in common when it came to certain topics.

Besides, Clanris also needed to get some information from the seemingly innocent human in front of him, so the two of them soon began to talk enthusiastically.

The journey is not far. The village that once served as a transit point has now developed into a prosperous town next to the tall and majestic Golden City, relying on the huge flow of people.

Along the way, they also met many immigrants and slaves who were guided here in batches, and they entered the immigrant town one after another.

Although it was just a town, it attracted many slaves and immigrants, not only because of the coming and going of people and the wealthy golden people, but also because of the unusually peaceful atmosphere.

Even at the end of the alleys where there were no guards patrolling, some shop owners and stall owners dared to lie down and take a nap. Even their guard dogs and some pets snored with their bellies exposed and their limbs facing the sky, just like this place could give these people and animals an absolute sense of security.

But in other places, all these people would see is shops being looted, and pets and shop owners might have their internal organs taken away to be used as materials for some evil rituals.

A strange light flashed in Clanris's vertical pupils. As one of the first group of resurrected souls to step out of the temple, he undoubtedly got this opportunity because of his outstanding abilities.

Even these ordinary details can make Clanlis see that within the territory of the Golden Empire, there must be strict laws and sufficient security forces, coupled with the empire's teachings, to form such a situation.

But this undoubtedly increased the difficulty of his task.

As one of the guides of those alien souls who are about to descend into the world of Ekania, Clanlis and the first batch of souls were born in the world of Ekania decades in advance. In the hidden world, they silently understood the world and secretly laid the big net that covered the mortal world of Ekania.

Originally his mission was not to this barren land, but since the red dragon established civilization in this barren land, Clanlis's mission was changed.

Perhaps it was an accident when he was born into this world that made him choose the identity of a dragonborn, which led to his current predicament and required him to start all over again.

But Clanris could not refuse or resist. Even though his contributions were enough to complete his mission, the shackles set by the Supreme Being behind him made him forever trapped in the cycle of hard work, conspiracy and killing, with no escape.

He can only regard this as a gift and enjoy every new journey of life.

And every time he reaped and destroyed those civilizations, it gradually failed to shake his soul, but now in this remote and secluded place, he had the first thought in a long time that this world was actually not bad.

"Hey," Clanris touched his daughter's head and sighed. Sometimes the beautiful things around you that are worth cherishing are also a kind of ties to yourself. He directly extinguished his abrupt thoughts in his mind, and returned to his calm state. He turned his gaze to the huge iron monster that was gushing out heat and magic and running towards him with a rumbling sound.

"Let's go! Show your IDs to the goblin ticket inspector, and you'll be able to board the Magic Steam Train," the young man said goodbye, waving his hand to his new friend. "Someone will greet you at the station, Dragonborn. As long as you work hard and don't be lazy, you'll soon be able to establish yourself on the land of the Empire. I hope we'll meet again one day! A better life beckons!"

Clanris waved casually at the nagging young man, took his daughter's hand and stepped into the monster's open mouth, with only an unspoken sigh stuck in his throat.

"It's a wonderful life, haha!"

……

The Glorious Arena in the King's City adopts a semi-dome design, and the huge stone pillars are carved with heroic figures from stories and legends.

The entire huge arena looks like a giant eggshell with a hole in the middle. The space inside is huge enough to accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.

The all-marble structure makes the entire arena look extremely solid, and there is no need to worry about it being destroyed by the dangerous power of those powerful gladiators.

Generally, the arenas in winter are mainly occupied by gladiators and fighters, but there is basically no winter in the existing territory of the Golden Empire. Only in the northwest areas that are being opened up by the pioneering legions will winter come.

Today's Colosseum still opens with a battle between wild beasts and gladiators.

One after another, ancient-style chariots drove out from the Taiping Gate at the bottom of the arena. These ancient chariots could only be used as performance props in the current Golden Empire.

The chariot was driven around the huge arena. The gladiators on the chariot were shirtless, revealing their muscular bodies, and looked almost exactly like the heroes carved on the pillars.

But the gladiators who should have won the cheers of the audience and the flying handkerchiefs of various colors in the Colosseum in the past had their glory overshadowed by the people on the platform.

Because the king of dragons, the emperor who rules the Golden Empire, Kalon Gogmora, was sitting on the high platform at this moment, revealing another side of himself that was rarely seen, causing the audience in the stands to cheer loudly.

Especially those beautiful girls, who were showing the most passionate emotions in their lives, raising the scarves and handkerchiefs in their hands and cheering towards the platform.

Even the voice of the goblin who stood on the temporary platform in the center of the duel arena and announced the opening with a magic loudspeaker array was drowned out by the enthusiastic cheers of the audience.

Caron had no choice but to stand up from the luxurious and spacious platform, swept the arena with a serious gaze, stretched out his hands and pressed them down slightly, and only then did the roaring arena gradually quiet down after erupting with more enthusiastic sounds.

At the side, Pixie Elf Riven woke up from her sleep and looked almost the same as before, except that the fairy dust behind her had disappeared, as if it had merged into her body, making the Pixie Elf's skin appear as if it were covered with fluorescent light.

After Caron sat down, the Pik elf Riven grew to a height of 90 centimeters and could no longer sit on Caron's shoulders as she did when she was with the dragon's real body.

So the elf Riven had to sit on Karon's lap, peeling the grapes and fruits on the table and putting them into Karon's mouth, while talking to Karon, a dragon who seemed a bit homebodies in the eyes of outsiders.

"Although you're more pleasing the way you are now, I still prefer you as a dragon," Raven wrinkled her tiny nose slightly and put the giant grape into Charon's mouth.

"Although I prefer my original appearance, the empire now needs to see another side of me occasionally," Kallon said with a smile, holding up the petite but plump Riven with one hand to prevent her twisting body from falling.

"Then you should walk around more often, don't be like those lazy dragons, always sleeping in your nest," Riven said dissatisfiedly, "You are either busy all day long or lazy for several years. You should learn to enjoy your life. Although I know your goals are very determined and ambitious, you can't ignore the beauty around you for the sake of your goals!"

These days, since returning to the empire, Karon has been digesting the remaining power of the Blue Dragon Demon and waiting for the awakening of the World Tree Ovo.

The rest of the time was almost spent on handling government affairs and learning knowledge. Even the awakened Riven rarely saw this ancestral red dragon whose nature was incompatible with the dragon. No wonder the elf complained so much.

"Of course, I will not ignore the journey to the end for the sake of the final result. In fact, I am also enjoying the process."

Karon reached out his hand, gently pinched the elf's nose, and smiled: "Now, I am just enjoying the time with you!"

(End of this chapter)