Chapter 56 Special Commissioner Dragon

Author: Leopard Head·Zero Recharge

Chapter 56 Special Commissioner Dragon

Nero only wanted to cheat a deposit, but Dragorn looked down on mere hundreds of gold coins. Since a woman was willing to spend 1,500 gold coins to send a letter, the potential benefits after the letter must be much greater than 1,500 gold coins.

"If you wrote this letter to insult the elves, then we will definitely die?"

Dragorn's concerns sound reasonable. After all, adventurers who have been deceived by their employers can fill the entire inland sea with more information.

The woman was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

"There is nothing to hide now. The purpose of my letter to the elves is to ask for help."

"Baron Flores, with the support of the Western Lord Earl Bain, tried to annex the territory of our Destal family."

"There are too few soldiers in our family. If you want to save your territory, you can only ask for help from the elves."

It sounds normal for aristocrats to annex territories, but it is a very hatred thing in the Western Continent. If you are not careful, your infamy will be your reputation from Yongju Island to Xianglong Empire. Everyone knows it, and then you will be rushed to the family by the coalition forces.

Even with the support of the Count, would a mere baron dare to jump like this?

Don't you want to throw it away after you're used up?

"Where is the vassal of your family?"

Dragorn was a little curious, "Isn't the meaning of vassals the existence of vassals?"

“That’s the problem.”

Ms. Destal sighed quietly, "Our family has no loyal monarch."

Dragorn was even more curious.

"Then how did the family become nobles? Even if they are pioneering nobles, they should be loyal to the Fengjun, right?"

"That happened four hundred years ago," Ms. Destal said slowly: "Four hundred years ago, the land under our feet was still a jungle, belonging to the elves' jungle."

"Then a powerful green dragon came here, twisting the jungle with spells, turning the trees into monsters that feed on flesh and blood."

"As we all know, the green dragon's favorite food is the elf girl. The green dragon occupies here and constantly attacks the elf."

"The wood elves are so annoying that they simply release a mission to the adventurer, claiming that except for the five-colored dragon, no matter who is or any race, as long as they can kill the green dragon, they can become the master of this territory."

"For this land, countless adventurers attacked the green dragon. In the end, our family's ancestors succeeded. The elves also handed over this land to our family as promised."

"Since then, our family's ancestors broke through all obstacles, sold their property and gathered people. It took more than 200 years to open up this territory. Until today, plants that were twisted by green dragons still exist in the jungle."

"I see."

Dragorn finally figured it out. No wonder a baron dared to openly annex. It turned out that the Destal family was a nail nailed by the elves on the boundary line.

Who can sleep well if she doesn't pull her away?

Can the foreign-professional slag die?

What? He is also outside?

That's all right.

"I didn't expect that Ms. Destal's ancestor was the warrior who defeated the dragon. This was really rude."

The mechanical dragon smiled politely, "But I wonder if you have ever thought that the elves didn't even take action against the Green Dragon when they were dealing with the green dragon. The little thing like the given territory was annexed, I'm afraid they would not be alarmed."

"But I have no other way."

Ms. Destal was powerless: "They started recruiting mercenaries and adventurers three months ago, and then used despicable means to assassinate my brother."

"There are less than 700 permanent troops in the territory, and most of the young and middle-aged people have not been trained. Letting them go to the battlefield is simply murder."

"I really have no other way..."

"At least you still have gold coins," Dragon smiled kindly, "I will introduce myself. My name is Dragon. I am a special envoy to visit the investment environment in the West."

"Our chamber of commerce operates a number of projects, including weapons manufacturing, personal security, salt, sugar and iron paper, overseas destruction, machinery exports, political assassination, housekeeping cleaning, incitement to rebellion..."

"Whether you are taking care of children or assassinating nobles, as long as you can afford gold coins, even if the target is the king, I can help you send him to the steam guillotine."

Old Baker's mouth twitched when he heard this, and his first reaction was to ask someone to drive the dangerous person out of town.

But Ms. Destal had no other choice. At this point, she would do whatever she could to avenge her dead relatives even if she signed a contract with the devil.

"How many soldiers do you have?"

"It's about 30,000 or 50,000, but it's impossible to mobilize them all. It mainly depends on how much you need, a lady."

When Dragorn lied, he didn't blink. There was no way. He couldn't say that with me, he would be better than a million soldiers, right?

"What baron has so many soldiers?"

"Baron Flores has about 20,000 entourages, not counting the support of Earl Bain. He can mobilize six hundred well-equipped standing soldiers, eight hundred reserve soldiers who have been trained for certain, and two thousand untrained peasant soldiers."

Old Baker looked at Nero with a serious expression, "This has not yet calculated the mercenary and adventurer, Miss Nero, I hope you can clearly recognize the power of your opponents to mobilize and stop making jokes with your construct."

"joke?"

Nero sneered, "No matter how many mortals without magic power support, they are just dead people who can breathe."

"How many casters do they have? How many spells can they release?"

The answer to this question is Ms. Destal, "Barl Flores is a priest of the noble ladies. I heard that he can use the Five Rings Divine Art. Among the adventurers he hired, there are also six or seven spellcasters, and their spellcasting ability should not exceed that of Baron Flores."

As soon as Dragorn heard it, he felt spiritual and started singing the Bible directly.

"Fifth, sixth ring spell, level 9 to 14. This spell casting level is very awkward. Above the sixth ring, a great wizard, may be said to be able to operate it with some strength."

"But the casters at level 12 and 3 cannot come up or down, and there is also a strong sense of superiority. They believe that casters at level 9 are not worthy of taking risks with them, and can only be considered apprentices."

"But the caster of this level wants to improve but has no ability. It is very embarrassing to get stuck at this level."

"I want to improve myself, but I don't have this ability. I feel it's not worth it. After all, I finally got from an apprentice to a high-level mage."

After Dragorn mocked him, the air pressure around the carriage dropped directly, and strands of mist spread out from the carriage.

Nero also looked at him with cold eyes.

The map cannon seems to be getting bigger?

Dragorn hurried to change the topic.

"If there is only such an enemy, there is no need for the Chamber of Commerce to dispatch soldiers, I can help you get the right."

"But after the Baron fails, Bain won't bring people to cut off my back, right?"
Chapter completed!