You, a dragon, are farming in hell

"I want the caravan's name to be imposing, after all, I will be the Queen of the Kingdom of Roland in the future."

“…”

Anna looked at the swaggering Sophia and swallowed back the words she wanted to say.

Having dreams is a good thing.

She couldn't dampen Princess Sophia's spirits.

"Your Highness, the trade routes in the Northern Territory are mostly mountainous. Spring, autumn, and summer are fine, as we only need to be wary of magical beasts. But winter is a different story. Once it snows, the roads are blocked by heavy snow, and the icy landscape makes it impossible for caravans to travel."

This is precisely why, once winter arrives in the North, major cities experience shortages of clothing and food; even with money, food cannot be purchased.

Lying in the rocking chair, Sophia thought of the mountain path she had taken to the North, winding and narrow, sometimes only a meter wide, with cliffs on either side, making her feel terrified as she walked.

“The trade routes in the North are indeed difficult to navigate. After the spring planting season is over, let the Minister of Works come to the castle so we can discuss whether we can open a wide trade route that leads directly to the Flower Language Plain.”

"You should discuss the plan with the Minister of Works during this period."

"Yes."

Sofia then discussed some livelihood issues in the North with Anna before leaving the garden, where Anna took her to see the experimental fields planned by Minister Connor.

In the afternoon, Sophia went to the place where the Minister of Works handled government affairs and told him about her idea of ​​opening up a wide road, asking him to make plans in advance.

Back at the castle that evening, after dinner, Sophia took out several bottles of red wine she had brought from the capital from the wine cabinet and put them into her spatial dragon scales.

She then went for a walk in the garden, and around nine o'clock, she went back to her bedroom and lay down on the bed to try to fall asleep.

After she fell asleep, Anna went into the bedroom, sat in a chair, and stayed with Sophia.

She looked at the diary that Sophia had placed on her body and suddenly wondered if this diary was the culprit that caused Princess Sophia to keep entering the dream world.

She got up and walked to the bedside. She touched the diary that Sophia was holding with her hands, and there was nothing unusual.

Isn't it because of the diary?

Anna's gaze fell on Sophia's face. Her Highness was probably already lost in her dreams by now.

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Sophia's soul fell into hell, this time landing on Distin's book, smashing a human-shaped hole in the page Distin was reading.

Diding squatted near the entrance to the dragon's den, leaning against the wall, and grinned as he looked at the pages of the book that Sophia, that brat, had smashed with a human-shaped hole in them.

Every time this little devil comes back from the human world, he always ends up near him?

Sophia, who had fallen onto the book, cried out a few times and stood up, feeling dizzy.

When she realized she was standing on top of an enormous book, a look of panic crossed her face. "I didn't mean to, Lady Diding..."

"It's alright, don't panic." Distin took Sophia off the book and put her on the ground. "Rest for a bit, then we'll put her in the bottle."

"..." Upon hearing "put it in the bottle," Sophia's face showed resistance, but the tranquilizer in the bottle reminded her of Dalton's daughter, Lyra. "Lord Distin, may I use a wine bottle to put some tranquilizer in later?"

Chapter 35: Why does the dragon Diding seem a bit cunning?

A wine bottle?

Diding glanced at the wine cabinet displaying the medicinal liquors. Each bottle was four or five meters tall. Had Sophia, that little brat, experienced the wonders of the Soul-Soothing Liquid and wanted to take some for regular use?

Sophia, who had been keeping an eye on Distin, noticed that Distin glanced at the medicine bottles filled with various strange things and immediately guessed that Distin might have misunderstood her words.

The bottle she was referring to wasn't the kind of bottle used by Tesco.

“Lord Distin, it’s this kind of wine bottle.” Sophia took out about ten bottles of red wine from her spatial dragon scales. These were the red wines she had brought from the capital to the northern border. “These are the finest red wines I brought from the human world.”

"After you finish your red wine, just give me two empty bottles. I'll fill two bottles with some 'soothing liquid,' or even one will do."

It turns out to be a wine bottle from the human world.

This little devil always brings him a small gift whenever he comes back from the human world.

wine...

Try it.

Under Sophia's gaze, Diding's enormous dragon body began to shrink until it was about three meters tall.

Sophia covered her mouth. The dragon Lord Didin could actually control the size of his dragon body at will?

However, Lord Destin, who was over three meters tall, was still a bit too tall for her.

Sophia was very perceptive. Seeing Distin bend down to get the red wine, she picked up the wine from the ground before Distin could and handed it to him. Then she took out a decanter from her spatial dragon scales.

Diding took the red wine, uncorked it, and poured it into the decanter in Sophia's hand. "What's the name of that blonde girl with heterochromatic eyes who keeps summoning you to the human world?"

"Ah? Oh... her name is Eileen."

“Eileen…”

Destin remembered the name.

Sophia was a little uneasy. Why was Destin asking this all of a sudden? Did he want to escape Hell and go to the human world?

What are you looking at me for?

"Lord Distin wants to escape Hell? To go to the human world?"

"I don't have that idea for now. If I go to the human world, it won't be to escape hell, but to leave hell openly and legitimately and appear in the human world."

Sophia breathed a sigh of relief; by the time Distin could leave Hell openly, she would probably be old and dead.

Don't worry about being killed by Destin.

Sophia quietly took a wine glass from her spatial dragon scales and placed it on the ground. She found a corner overgrown with grass, sat down, and took out the ghost book "The Eye of the Dead" to read.

This ghost book actually allowed her to see the souls of living people.

We'll have to take a look.

Even the mighty dragon Diding is still reading books, so she can't be arrogant and complacent. There's nothing wrong with learning some hellish knowledge.

I kept getting lost in fantasy worlds while reading this book. The first time I read it, the fantasy world was a classroom, she was the student, and the dragon Diding was the teacher.

I watched it while stealing dragon dung last night. The illusion wasn't scary at all; in fact, it was kind of heartwarming.

She was reading a book on a path lined with poplar trees on both sides of the road. There was a small ditch beside the road, and farmland next to the ditch.

Birds chirping and frogs croaking, a gentle breeze caressing your face.

The dragon Diding took a metal cup, sipped his tea, and taught her to read.

If she mispronounces a word or misspells a character, her palms will be hit with a wooden board.

She wasn't stupid; this kind of illusion was obviously modified by the dragon Destin.

The zombie in the black and red coffin probably couldn't have created such a warm and refreshing fantasy world.

She read three pages last night; let's see if she can read a few more tonight.

Sophia focused intently, then suddenly thought of the Heroic Spirit Caroline. "Lord Distin, where is Heroic Spirit Caroline?"

“She’s back in Valhalla. If you miss her, you can try to summon her from Valhalla to Hell.”

"...This isn't a good idea. Let's leave Sister Heroic Spirit Caroline in the Temple of Heroes. I'll read..."

Sofia composed herself and focused on reading. When her gaze fell on the words on the page, her clear and bright eyes became slightly dull.

Diding saw this and knew that Sophia, that little brat, had entered the illusion.

He picked up the decanter, poured a glass of red wine, swirled it a few times, and took a sip.

I couldn't taste anything, but I thought the red wine tasted alright.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, shrunk the book, drank a glass of red wine, and read for a while.

Sophia, trapped in a dream world, will turn the pages of the book automatically with her hand, and occasionally she will emerge from the dream world.

After reading four or five pages, Sophia closed the book and stopped reading. The illusion was too real, and she was starting to lose track of whether she was in hell or in an illusion.

Don't look at it too much.

"Not watching anymore?"

"Hmm, let's take a break, there are too many illusions."

"Then take a medicinal bath in the bottle to nourish your soul."

"..."

Sophia grinned and climbed into the bottle. She didn't climb directly into the tranquilizer; instead, she first poured in three bottles of the tranquilizer.

The dragon Diding told her to drink a few more bottles, saying he didn't need the tranquilizer.

Next came being struck by lightning. She was struck eight or nine times tonight before she finally absorbed all the tranquilizing liquid in the bottle...

When she climbed out of the bottle, she saw the dragon Destin squatting on the wall near the entrance to his lair, staring at a drawing.

The drawings depicted houses, streets, farmland, and city walls...

Is this a construction plan for some ghost town?

Isn't the ghost town on the blueprint a bit too big?

"Lord Distin, what kind of ghost town's construction plan is this? It's huge... and the buildings on the plan are so strange. Why are there pumpkin buildings with big mouths, fangs, and eyes?"

"The construction plan for the Ghost City in the Crimson Wasteland. After thoroughly understanding the terrain of the entire Crimson Wasteland, I drew this construction plan for the Ghost City. What do you think of it?"

"?!"

Sophia was shocked. Did the dragon Didin want to make the entire Crimson Wasteland his territory?

They also want to build a super-sized ghost city in the Crimson Wasteland?

Didn't the dragon Destin just want to farm in Hell?

Why are they even planning to build a ghost town?

This project is much larger than what she wanted to do by cutting through mountains and building roads in the North.

"Good...very good...the buildings on the blueprints are very distinctive, but...isn't this project too massive? We only have sixty-five farming skeletons in our territory...a project this size would require tens of thousands of skeletons...it's simply impossible to complete..."

"Hell has no shortage of skeletons and time; it's time for those indebted lords of the Scarlet Wasteland to pay their debts."

"Come on, I'll take you to a meeting with them. Hmm, before the meeting, let's settle accounts with the Crimson Lord. She sold me to the Ash Caravan; if she doesn't pay a price, she'll really think I'm weak."

"..."

Sophia stole a glance at Distin, feeling that she was starting to figure out the dragon Distin's tricks.

First, pretend to suffer a loss, then assume the moral high ground as the victim and attack the other party.

To leave the other party speechless.

He doesn't actively seek trouble, but he doesn't dislike other undead beings causing him trouble either; in fact, he might even hope that other undead beings will take the initiative to cause him trouble...

Why does the dragon Destin seem a bit cunning?

Chapter 36 Evil Dragon, Repent in Crimson!

The Crimson Queen is a succubus with a voluptuous figure and a bewitching face.

Sophia lay on the dragon claw of the Destiny, looking down at the Crimson Lord. The banshee had a human upper body and a fiery red serpent body from the waist down.

The Crimson Lord's eyes are vertical pupils and fiery red.

Her hair wasn't hair... it was fiery red flames, dancing without wind.

She was dressed very sexily, her breasts almost spilling out, barely covered by a few bright red strips of fabric; her waist was very slim and sexy...

She also has a pair of black wings on her back.

It didn't quite match her fiery red outfit.

She seemed to know that the dragon Distin was coming for her, and when she saw Distin, she was not flustered at all.

"Little dragon brother, are you missing your big sister this time? Or have you been a bit hot-tempered lately? Do you want your big sister to help you solve your single problem?"

The Crimson Lord licked his lips, flapped his black wings, and flew into the air to meet the gaze of Distin.

"Oh, you've even caught a little ghost girl? No offense, but you're really indiscriminate in your choices."

This little ghost girl can't withstand your torment.