Xixi Material Wei Junjie

Author: Leopard Head·Lingchong

Xixi Material Wei Junjie

After taking care of Flores, Old Baker continued: "With the help of Ms. Mesriel, we also captured a group of high-level spellcasters."

Dragon heard this and looked at Miss Mithril Dragon, "Sister Mesriel, those spell casters are your prisoners. I wonder what you plan to do with them?"

"Little guy, you have to figure it out. They are my gifts to you. Together they can make up to 10,000 to 20,000 gold coins."

The Mithril Dragon replied casually that she was one of the few real dragons who didn't care about money. After all, every scale on her body was made of high-purity Mithril, and she was born rich.

The camp belief is also different from that of common metal dragons. They are chaotic and neutral. They are born to have fun and are not looked down upon by anyone except the Nine-Faced Dragon God.

"Why is this so embarrassing? Let's split it half and half."

Dragon rubbed his paws excitedly and asked Old Baker to bring the people, ah, no, the animals.

Old Baker waved, and nine musketeers carrying guns came over with all kinds of small animals.

The black lamb with devil horns, the big seagull with its wings tied, the fiery red lizard, the vermilion flycatcher in a grass cage...

For those who didn’t know, I thought we were at the Flower, Bird, Insect, and Fish Market. Well, it seems to be about the same?

"Sister Mesriel," Dragon asked Miss Mithril Dragon again, "Should we come one by one, or"

"Let's go together," Mesriel snapped his fingers casually, releasing the transformation spell, and the unlucky ones who had turned into animals due to confusion began to return to their human form.

A second later, the eight spellcasters looked at everything around them and wisely raised their hands.

Several spell casters shed tears when they raised their hands. They had obviously received a hundred gold coins just to show off, so why were they kidnapped by a big shot who could cast nine-ring spells at will?

There was only one man in cavalry armor who didn't understand the situation and wanted to shout loudly, but was killed by the musketeer with the butt of his rifle.

"Occupation, level, race."

Dragon knocked the steel on his chest and looked at the prisoners with a kind smile.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. I am a good dragon. Our Steel Mechanical Dragon United Chamber of Commerce has always treated prisoners preferentially and will not engage in physical persecution."

"Your employer, Flores, also fell into our hands. But even though he was a reactionary feudal aristocrat, we did not beat him or scold him, and even arranged for four people to take care of him."

Upon hearing this, most spellcasters breathed a sigh of relief and silently thanked the Platinum Dragon God in their hearts.

It would be great to meet a lawful good metal dragon. I'm sure everything will be fine this time, and maybe even my wallet won't have to bleed a lot of money.

But there are also people with uglier faces, such as a certain tiefling warlock. How can an evil-aligned warlock like him with devil blood fare better when he falls under the claws of a lawful good metal dragon?

"Let's start with you."

No matter what he's afraid of, he'll get what he wants. Among the nine captives, the tiefling warlock has the most unique appearance, so Dragon simply starts with him.

"Occupation, level, race."

"Please hurry up, I don't want to ask a third time."

The tiefling warlock trembled when he heard this. He immediately stood upright and answered loudly, "Level 12 warlock, tiefling!"

Dragon nodded and looked at the next one.

Seeing that the mechanical dragon seemed to be easy to talk to, other spellcasters hurriedly cooperated.

"Level 11 Warlock, Wind Elemental!"

"Level 10 mage, human."

"Level 12 Druid, human..."

Among the nine prisoners, except for the cavalry officers who made up the number, most of the others were well-known regional powerhouses in the Western Region, which also meant that they were definitely not poor people.

After the first round of questioning, Dragon's attitude became a little colder.

"Tell me, who were the people who didn't know the destiny before and summoned elemental life to help Flores in an attempt to resist the attack of justice?"

The casters looked at each other in confusion. The circle in the Western Region is so big. Everyone looks down but doesn't look up. It seems a bit too much to add insult to injury, right?

Thinking about it this way, the casters who had not summoned elemental life before, or who had no spells to summon elemental life, simply took a step back and sold out all the spellcasters who had contributed.

"It turns out to be the four of you."

Four spellcasters, three men and one woman, two warlocks, a mage and a druid.

"Are you four summoning elemental creatures to help Flores?"

Dragon grinded his teeth in a friendly manner, showed a ferocious smile, and stared at them with blood-red eyes.

"I, I, I, I didn't!"

The red-haired druid girl wearing a hood screamed in fright and cried, "I was obviously watching from the side, but I really didn't do anything..."

"real?"

Dragon looked at the retreating spell casters, and they all nodded.

Deliberately trapping teammates will deviate from the camp, so they have no intention of trapping one more person.

"Then what are you doing standing here stupidly? Stay behind!"

The druid girl retreated to the back with tears in her eyes. She didn't know how such a silly and sweet person managed to become a high-level professional.

"Okay, three of you, it's time for us to have a serious talk."

Dragon looked at the remaining three unlucky guys, whose faces looked as ugly as dead horses. When the druid girl interrupted him, he couldn't be fierce anymore, so he just made it clear that he was robbing the carriage and horse.

"This behavior of the three of you has seriously affected our just cause. How much money did Flores give you to let you sell your conscience like this?"

The three casters opened their mouths and were speechless, but those who were watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously were already starting to add insult to injury.

"Three thousand gold coins! Respect Mr. Dragon, Flores promises three thousand gold coins to each of them!"

The tiefling warlock directly transformed into a tainted witness and fought righteously against these bad guys who were greedy for money. "The leader is the air genasi warlock!"

Dragon directly praised this very Western hero.

"Okay, Mr. Tiefling, I, a dragon, really appreciate your attitude of having the courage to admit your mistakes."

The other casters were a little eager to give it a try, but after thinking about it, Dragon didn't seem to be a dragon that could kill people, so betraying teammates like this, even temporary teammates, was a bit too much.

Only the tiefling warlocks, who were not afraid of shifting their alignment, were proud of themselves.

"Three thousand gold coins per person is really a huge amount of income."

"But just three thousand gold coins makes you abandon justice?"

"Do you know how many loyal warriors the elemental beings you summoned will kill?"

Dragon stared at the three young men angrily, "Bastards like you who have betrayed justice will not be enough to anger the people if they are not killed!"

"Come here, shoot them on the spot!"

Upon hearing this, Old Baker glanced at Dragon, took the needle gun from the lobster soldier, and walked behind the air genasi warlock.

The air genasi warlock is so stupid, why is he suddenly shot to death?

He subconsciously wanted to resist, but after seeing a smiling female mage looking at the excitement, he wisely gave up resisting with force and instead protested loudly.

"I protest! Dear dragon, don't you treat prisoners preferentially?"

Dragon nodded slowly, "Yes, our Iron Mechanical Dragon United Chamber of Commerce gives preferential treatment to prisoners, but we only give preferential treatment to prisoners who have a good attitude and are willing to cooperate with transformation, such as Mr. Tiefling."

"For reactionaries like you who refuse to repent, I think we should just shoot them."

"No! I repent! I will repent right away!"

The air genasi warlock shouted at the top of his voice, "I was also deceived by Flores! I am willing to compensate for all the losses I caused!"

"Three thousand gold coins! Three thousand gold coins!"

"Three thousand gold coins? Who do you look down on!"

Dragon slapped his chest and shouted loudly, "Do you think three thousand gold coins is a big deal? Wrong! Let me tell you, maybe three thousand gold coins can bribe you to betray justice, but it is far from enough to make up for the losses you have caused!"

"Execution!"

Old Baker slowly pulled the trigger, inserted the bullet, clicked, and the bolt locked.

Although the air genasi warlock didn't quite understand what he was doing, he knew that he was about to die, so he raised the price with a pale face.

"Six thousand, six thousand gold coins!"

"What are you doing with this idiot? You can buy yourself a coffin."

"Nine thousand! Nine thousand!"

"If it doesn't work, just kill me..."

Speaking of this number, the air genasi warlock shed tears. For these nine thousand gold coins, he might really have to sell himself.

"Well, it seems you have finally realized the mistake you made."

Dragon nodded with satisfaction and looked at the other two spellcasters.

"I am also willing to compensate nine thousand gold coins."
To be continued...