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Looking down, there was a long queue.

The entire team moved supplies from the palace, cart by cart, like a slow-moving silver serpent.

The lower-ranking cavalrymen carried bulging packs on their backs.

Ron also decided it was time to leave.

He was much more ruthless to the Blue-Red Clan than he was to the Black Iron Clan.

Who told them to be so ungrateful and start a conflict with Ron?

According to the rules.

Losers eat dust!!

Naturally, they cannot be treated the same as the Black Iron family.

Ron is actually quite merciful.

They weren't wiped out completely; in fact, some spirit insects were left for them.

As long as they can break through the layers of blockade by the surrounding duchies, they still have a chance to become a high-ranking noble in the commercial alliance.

Of course, this is on the premise of breaking through the blockade.

If his neighbors knew that the dragon of the Blue-Red Duchy had been stolen...

They certainly won't let this easy target slip through their fingers.

Whether they silence them or not is none of Ron's business.

In any case, he has already distributed the benefits he was supposed to share, and these territories and people can also shut these principalities up.

What if some saintly figure comes along and insists on upholding justice?

These dozen or so countries will have to share the burden with Ron.

As the Knights were packing up, Hart strolled over in a daze, with Gray and Eba hanging nearby as they watched.

Ron was a little suspicious. What was going on? Had they found something good?

He called Hart, who was somewhat hesitant, over and said coldly:

"What's wrong? Why are you being so hesitant?"

Hart lowered his voice and leaned closer to Ron.

Seeing his expression, Ron was also intrigued, and then he heard:

"My lord, I have something wonderful to offer you!"

"Oh?" Ron's lips curled into a smirk.

"Good, good, you're sensible!"

"What is it?" Ron asked curiously.

"The Queen Consort of the Grand Duke of Qinghong!!" Hart exclaimed smugly.

"I've brought you here, Your Majesty!!"

"And the opponent is a level one mage!"

Ron's expression changed, and he cried out in distress:

"Oh dear! You guys..."

"You've really put me in a terrible situation!!"

Hart was too lazy to even complain in his mind, "Grand Duke, what are you pretending for?"

I'm not happy if I don't give you a gift!

Hart had been working under Ron for seven or eight years and had already figured it out.

The Grand Duke might not remember what you sent.

But if you don't send it, the Grand Duke will remember it very clearly.

Even Abaddon and the Frost Giant, those two simpletons, have learned to give gifts after being tricked a few times.

After Ron finished his performance, he looked at Gray and his group behind him:

"Is this the same kind they sent?"

Hart nodded: "That's right, Abaddon gave a princess, Gray gave a mistress."

Marcus gave his daughter-in-law as a gift...

Ron grinned and said, "Fine, fine, just this once. Don't do it again!"

Hart assured:

"Next time, definitely!!"

Next, Hart and his men brought over a group of women who were dressed in elaborate makeup but were trembling with fear.

Ron nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the group of women, all of whom had beautiful complexions.

They were all sent to the small garden to work as maids alongside the group of beast-eared girls.

The Knights then finished tidying up and put everything into the small garden.

Ron rode Margaret and flew into the clouds.

Grand Duke Qinghong was left gazing at the empty palace, tears of resentment streaming down his face.

In the air, Ron also reminded the Frost Giant to keep a close eye on the Blue Nickel Dragon inside.

If he gets restless after waking up, Ron is in charge and allows him to teach him a lesson.

They also left him a large batch of the original solution.

This seems to have reminded the Frost Giant of his past experiences.

He shivered.

Then a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The days of blue nickel dragons are numbered.

Seeing the treatment the Blue Nickel Dragon received, the Black Iron Dragon felt even more certain that it had made a wise decision.

He then turned towards the sky and pledged his loyalty to the wise Grand Duke Ron.

"loyalty!!"

The return journey was much faster than the way there.

Ron planned to go straight back to Silver City, taking only the straight-line distance.

On Margaret's back, Ron lightly tapped out his spoils.

The most important thing is the two dragons.

The Black Iron Dragon is at the mid-stage of Tier 3 and has already been tamed.

The battle of wits might still be lacking.

But it was no different from the dragons in the Dragon Garden of other kingdoms; it could be commanded.

It's a Level 3 early-stage Blue Nickel Dragon, and it seems to be a stubborn one, but it has the double benefit of the Little Garden and the original liquid.

Subduing her should only be a matter of time, and as for her injuries, they are no problem for Ron.

The biggest gains were in the area of ​​the Spirit Bug.

They were all stolen from the Qinghong Duchy. Except for the few elf insects that Ron specifically kept, all the elf insects in the entire capital were taken from there.

They should all have been packaged up.

Ron's harvest: one cherry tomato elemental spirit and twelve great spirits.

Several other sprites and sprite bugs.

Including what the Knights stole, Ron and his men took at least 20,000 elf insects from the capital of the Blue-Red Kingdom this time.

That's good now.

The extra land in the country is being cultivated.

Actually, the elven insects aren't that helpful to Ron anymore, ever since he advanced to level three.

Aside from the fact that the elemental potion also has a tiny effect on him.

Other potions are mostly used for daily training and replenishing magic power.

Ron's main purpose in seizing so many elf insects was to train his subordinates.

They were awarded to their subordinates in the form of military merits or other rewards.

Or let them have their own spirit insects, so they can raise them themselves in the future.

Then, after cultivating to a higher level, he can serve Ron.

By any measure, Ron is in a win-win situation.

Aside from the spirit insects, the rest were nothing more than treasures and hoardings.

The treasure is of little use to Ron now; trade routes are blocked, so he can't use it to buy things.

Moreover, serfs and people are now incredibly expensive, and nobody wants to sell them.

Ron was impressed by the collection.

It truly lives up to its reputation as an ancient duchy with over a thousand years of history, even after falling from the ranks of kingdoms.

There are just too many good things.

There are several pieces of material that can be used to forge a near-world-class treasure.

There are also various other rare and unique items, such as the teeth of a third-tier sea beast, the claws shed by a giant dragon, several unidentified stones, and seven or eight level-three crystal cores... and so on.

It filled Ron's treasury in no time.

Back then, he couldn't even produce a single rare material in front of Victoria, but that embarrassment is gone now.

Ron only did a cursory cleanup, and before he had even counted half of them, he returned to Silver City.

Ron was still puzzled: "Five days have passed already?"

Happy times really do pass so quickly, you don't even realize it.

It seems Ron really stole a lot from the Blue-Red Duchy this time. Let's leave it to Perrin to take people and take inventory.

Ron returned to his palace without any trouble.

Meanwhile, on Ron's journey back to the Duchy.

Several major powers also started a discussion about Ron and the Silver Duchy, which they had previously only paid slight attention to.

The most furious was Carlos, the demigod who had lost face at Ron's hands.

He was full of malice towards Ron at the demigod meeting of the Business Alliance.

Carlos: "We have to teach this Ron a lesson. He doesn't respect our business alliance at all."

Of the original four major powers, the other three powers have all advanced to the level of World Lord, but we have not.

In addition, several new demigods have emerged in several kingdoms.

They also ignored us.

At this moment, the influence of our business alliance has been reduced to its lowest point.

We must demonstrate our strength to the outside world, otherwise more Tom, Dick, and Harry will come to provoke us.

The other four or five demigods looked at each other and whispered among themselves for a while.

Then one of the elders said:

"I agree with your point of view. Now is indeed the time for us to demonstrate our strength and deter those restless forces."

But I have a different opinion about the goal you've chosen.