Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 242 When the Breeze Rises
When Kalon Gogmora and the ocean dragon Naxon finished inspecting the affairs on the seashore and landed on the top of the mountain with the midday breeze, the noon bells and drums rang.

The ancestral red dragon required the dragon group to develop the habit of being punctual, and he would naturally set an example and influence the habits and style of every dragon in the group.

Under the orderly planning of the empire's heavy affairs, it seems that these dragons are dragged down by worldly affairs, wasting a lot of time and unable to calm down and concentrate on learning and growing.

However, the poison flowing in the blood of the true dragon species needs to go through the trials of the mortal world in order to extract the useless poison and leave the useful essence.

It has smoothed away the impatience and impatience in the dragons' blood, allowing them to better maintain their focus and energy when needed.

"Doss and the others should be here soon. According to the communication time, if they are late, I can fine them a few gold coins each to set an example for them so that they won't forget their lesson."

The foreign dragon Naxon swung his winding body, looked at the flowing clouds in the sky, and said with a serious look on his face.

Naxon, the foreign dragon who was promoted to the part-time position of the highest judicial officer of the Golden Empire, was just like other dragons in private and seemed quite relaxed when facing the ancestral red dragons, but he appeared particularly stern in all formal occasions.

Naxon actually disagreed with the rule proposed by the Emperor of the Empire that dragons of different scales should have their own king to rule over them.

Naxon believed that this would undoubtedly greatly divide the power of the emperor of the empire. Even the kings of different colors still needed to obey the will of the emperor of the empire.

Therefore, this foreign dragon would severely demonstrate his power as a law enforcer in many matters, intentionally or unintentionally reminding the ancestral red dragon to establish a monitoring system unique to the dragon group.

But Charon's sight was not limited to this remote area of the empire in front of him. A dragon monitoring system needed to be established, but it was not a top priority.

So Kalon just walked towards his palace hall with the foreign dragon Naxon, and said with a faint smile: "There are no poor guys in the dragon group nowadays. Even the green dragon Ellie can take out a few gold coins without hesitation."

The foreign dragon Naxon was speechless for a moment.

Dragons in the wild might fight for a few gold coins, but in the dragon group of Gogmora, each dragon calculates according to time, and wealth will flow into their treasure house every minute and every quarter of the hour.

Naxon, the ocean dragon, who was used to living in the sea, also moved to the Dragon Mountains to settle down because of the treasures accumulated in his treasury.

The two dragons were speechless for a moment, but the ancestor golden dragon, Obilash, suddenly jumped up from a proud squatting posture to pouncing forward like an excited hound, clanking with his red chains.

"You thief who stole my power, Kalon Gogmora, let me go, I want to fight you fair and square, and give me back my power."

The posture of the ancestral golden dragon Obilash has become frantic, and on the golden scales, thunder and fire belonging to the golden dragon's innate bloodline power are emerging. As soon as the traces of thunder and flames appear on the body of the ancestral golden dragon, they are suppressed by the innate power of the ancestral red dragon.

The thick and long chains creaked, and the dazzling red light pressed the thunder and fire of the ancestral golden dragon back into the scales, leaving no sound.

Before the ancestral red dragon could make a sound, the sound of "Puh, Puh, Puh" was already rang out. The nine-headed hydra Hydra shook its nine heads wildly, spitting out its saliva like raindrops, pouring it head-on on the head of the ancestral golden dragon Obilash.

The fishy saliva contaminated the golden scales of the ancestral golden dragon, leaving them stained with a layer of dirty saliva.

"Shut up, you fool. You dare to speak to the great dragon Lord Gogmora like this. You really deserve to be whipped by your master."

The nine-headed Hydra roared, but the corner of its nine heads' eyes involuntarily glanced at the cheek of the ancestral red dragon.

Karon and the foreign dragon Naxon stopped, and the ancestral red dragon laughed.

He stretched out his dragon claws, and the red chain wrapped around the golden head of the Hydra swayed, and was pulled out from under the jaws of the Hydra inch by inch, and then twisted like a flying tentacle and sank into the body of the ancestral red dragon.

"It seems that your wildness has been tamed by yourself, and your wisdom has taken over your brain again. You have won your freedom, Xudra. Stay here and wait for your master to take you back."

The nine-headed serpent Hydra nodded repeatedly in surprise, her huge body almost being carried away by the madly swinging tail. Her winding body coiled on the carved rock pillars of the royal court, and she loudly assured the ancestral red dragon: "I will definitely stand guard for the last time, please rest assured, Your Majesty Charon."

Charon smiled and turned his head to look at the ancestral golden dragon Obilash, who was roaring and furious but had lost his extraordinary powers and was left with only the strength of his physical body.

He chuckled with disappointment that he could not hide, and said, "I am just a young eagle that has obtained power that does not belong to me. Obilash, even if I no longer have the identity of a dragon, I will still become a strong man, a great magician."

"But what about you? Throw away your natural bloodline, what do you have left?"

"Can a dragon that can't even control its own blood be called a true dragon?"

The huge and majestic head of the ancestral red dragon came close to the front of the ancestral golden dragon Obilash, looking down at Obilash's golden vertical pupils. The cold disappointment in his pupils deeply hurt the proud heart of the ancestral golden dragon Obilash.

"I am both happy and disappointed to see that gold dragons are so easily blinded by shallow vanity and arrogance," the ancestor red dragon said calmly, "I am a dragon, so I naturally want to be proud of my dragon identity, but your behavior makes me very embarrassed."

"Perhaps, in the future, dragons like you should be banished from the species of true dragons. In the future, true dragons should be distinguished by their hearts and wisdom, rather than by their superficial bloodlines and scale color."

"From now on, there will only be one kind of true dragon in the world, not ten kinds of true dragons."

"How dare you, how dare you, how dare you despise the Dragon God's favorite, how dare you despise the noble Golden Dragon clan,"

The vertical pupils of the ancestral golden dragon Obilash suddenly dilated, as if hit by a mental storm. As arrogant as the ancestral golden dragon Obilash was, the arrogance brought by his natural golden dragon blood and the arrogant authority he once possessed combined were not as great as the arrogance shown in the plain words of the red dragon before him.

The ancestral golden dragon Obilash suddenly understood at this moment why the power of arrogance that he thought was integrated into his blood could be so easily taken away by the ancestral red dragon.

Obilash shook his gorgeous dragon head like a madman and screamed: "You will be punished, Kalon Gogmora, and you will pay the price for your deepest arrogance."

"You have trapped me here. My father and mother will not let it go, and the Southern Good Dragon Alliance will not forgive you easily. Your empire and you will be destroyed because of your actions!"

"The Southern Good Dragon Alliance? Haha, I even know who they sent out, when they set out, and where they went," the ancestor red dragon stepped into the palace, leaving only his words echoing in the ears of the ancestor golden dragon, whose mind was lost.

"Due to the limitations of the times and environment, I can understand your narrow-mindedness, but to destroy my empire, the power you talk about is not enough!"

As soon as they stepped into the hall of the royal court, they were isolated from the roar of the ancestral golden dragon Obirash from the outside world. The maids serving in the hall had already presented exquisite desserts to their master and the empire's judicial officer.

Precious metals and a large glass of wine, but these wines are not brewed by ordinary people. Instead, they are elemental potions configured by the research department according to the physical development and growth of each dragon. They are pure elemental power extracted by squeezing with a small elemental plane core and condensed into a solid.

The small cup of elemental water in front of the dragon was enough to supply a low-level mage with several months of practice and use, and it was enough to sell at least dozens of pure gold coins in the market. But this was only a supplementary food for the dragon lords' six meals a day.

The two dragons enjoyed their desserts while chatting casually.

The intelligence network established by the empire has recently received news about other regions.

Among them, the one that deserves the most attention of many dragon lords is the former Emperor of the Carthaginian Empire, Charal Caesar, whose entire empire was divided up by his nobles in the name of dragons. Grand Duke Charal seems to have received secret support from some force.

Now they dared to take the initiative to raise troops and start a war when they were surrounded and troubled by enemies on all sides.

The Restoration Army, once again led by Grand Duke Charal Caesar, mobilized all the capable soldiers in the territory and expanded it into five legions, totaling 80,000 troops. They marched from the north and south, sweeping across the country and were invincible.

In just half a month, they had defeated two duchies, eight earls and twelve viscounties, and killed these nobles on the spot, causing panic among many nobles in the North.

All the nobles, big and small, have begun to put aside their wars and plan to reunite to defeat this ambitious former emperor, fearing that their own families will also be destroyed by this returning emperor.

"This Grand Duke Chalar is truly an amazing human being," the ocean dragon Naxon exclaimed, "Even if the empire collapsed, he could still make a comeback. It seems that those scattered nobles will not be able to resist his army in the short term."

"But in this way, those nobles who have united against the empire will not be able to devote their energy to us, which is also a benefit."

Sitting on the throne, Kalon took a sip of the rich elemental water and said calmly: "A leader who can build a powerful country must have extraordinary qualities."

"Sometimes I would also guess that maybe Charal Caesar was also indulging the behavior of his nobles for some purpose, but people's hearts are often impossible to control, and even the emperor cannot control everything."

"That's why he screwed up!"

The foreign dragon Naxon nodded. According to the news sent back by the imperial intelligence system, Grand Duke Charal did seem to have his own plan.

In the reconquered lands, the aristocratic confederation system had been abandoned and adjusted to the same imperial ruling system structure as the Golden Empire. Moreover, compared with the special system of the Golden Empire, the system implemented by Charal was more detailed and clear, and did not seem like a system that was temporarily imitated from the Golden Empire.

While the two dragons were chatting, several more dragons came to the Dragon King's Palace. They were the closest Minister of Propaganda, the Copper Dragon Alfred, and the Executive Governor, the Bronze Dragon Alina.

There are also two white dragons, Sloka and Roni, who patrol the imperial waters all day long.

After a long period of infection, the white dragon Sloka, who initially spoke dragon language with some hesitation, has now been able to express his ideas fluently.

The white dragon was still working hard to improve his status, so when the other dragons paused in their chat, he boldly interrupted them and said, "I heard that the merchants and the empire's merchant groups and envoys were all talking about the rampant pirates."

Seeing that several dragons were attracted by his topic, especially the dark golden pupils of the ancestral red dragon, the white dragon Sloka swallowed his saliva and said, "Originally, the territory of our empire is remote. Even if there are merchants coming and going, it is not very frequent. Therefore, we only need to guard against some monsters in the sea."

"But now the empire is prosperous enough. The long trade routes in the past cannot stop those merchants from eagerly pursuing wealth. As the empire's commercial trade becomes more and more prosperous, those pirates have also set their sights on this golden sea route."

"I have heard of more than a dozen cases of pirate robbery. Those pirates specialize in robbing merchant ships in waters far away from the Empire's sea routes. Even the Empire's scattered merchant ships have been extorted by those wanton pirates."

Several dragon lords frowned at the same time. What these pirates were doing was equivalent to plucking dragon scales in broad daylight.

Even a golden dragon would roar and sink all these pirates into the sea if it knew that these pirates dared to invade its wealth.

However, the empire's current maritime power is very weak. Even the land area of the vast empire is difficult to fully control, let alone the vast ocean.

Even if there are several giant dragons patrolling the sea area day and night, they can only take care of the coastal areas.

As for the pirates, their jobs are risking their lives, and they are not afraid of these dragons that cannot reach out their hands. Before the empire's navy becomes stronger, it seems that the empire has no better way to deal with such things.

"These troublesome bugs are flexible enough," said the white dragon Roni fiercely. "Sloka and I have followed the merchant fleet to the sea where pirates are active, but once those pirates saw the traces of dragons, they would hide."

"They will pretend to be merchant ships and fly the flag of the caravan. Sloka and I haven't found any loopholes, so it's difficult for us to take direct action!"

"De Niro, how is your contact with the Nagas in the deep sea?" Bronze Dragon Alina turned her head and asked the approaching Mist Dragon.

Mist Dragon Deniro shook his head. "The Nagas in the deep sea did not reply. I even doubt that my communication could reach their territory. Some force is blocking my message. Even now I am not sure whether the Nagas have received my message."

The dragons in the royal court were waiting and discussing the important matters of the empire, while outside the royal court, the silver dragon Chris Tiana also landed on the top of the mountain.

The information about the gathering of dragons has been fully conveyed, even the silver dragon Chris and the two bronze dragon temporary workers have known it. Therefore, the silver dragon Chris, who had been waiting for a long time, saw that several giant dragons had gathered in the royal court, and then quietly appeared.

Silver dragon Chris walked towards the open hall with some trepidation, just like the first time a teenager stepped out of his parents' nest to travel.

But the nine-headed Hydra hovering on the rock pillar stopped the silver dragon whose heart began to beat abnormally.

"Stop, Silver Dragon, you are not yet a full member of the dragon pack,"

The nine-headed snake pretending to be a dragon showed off its female power and said with contempt: "Without the approval of the dragons, you cannot set foot in the dragon council."

The beating heart of the silver dragon Chris suddenly turned cold. The fact that she could come here already showed her attitude and inclination. The silver dragon, who never lacked courage, walked to the dragon's royal court and needed to muster up her courage for an hour before making a decision. However, the threshold was like a chasm.

The silver dragon Chris suddenly turned and left as if she was lost. Even the voice of the ancestor golden dragon Obilash who was roaring "bitch" was ignored by the silver dragon.

The ancestral red dragon sitting on the throne had a dark golden pupil quietly revealing a rich and indissoluble spiritual light. The red dragon could clearly sense the departing figure of the Silver Dragon Valkyrie.

This made the fangs of the ancestral red dragon slightly exposed, and Kallon smiled in his heart: "To be an important chess piece, how can smooth sailing compare to the firmness brought by tortuous training!"

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