On the west coast of the Northern Continent, on the seaside littered with shipwrecks, several drow elves with purple lips from the cold knelt down in embarrassment and begged:

"Boss, the water at the distress point is too deep. We have been trying for several days, but still can't find those dragon eggs. It's really, really impossible to dive down. If we dive any further, we will really die.

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"Then go to hell! Let my Lord see how useless you believers really are."

Siatt, the drow leader, kicked them all away, frowning and taking a deep breath.

But even so, there is still a strong unwillingness on his face.

Three years, three whole years.

She led this bunch of losers through life and death in this dangerous old continent for three years.

The ship drifted on the sea for three years.

I bet all my fortune and play hide-and-seek with the female dragons every day to finally save so many dragon eggs!

But when we were setting sail and heading home, the boat capsized!

It’s over...

It's all over now...

Siatt fell to the ground with a slumped expression, inserting her fingers into her hair and stroking it back hard, but she could not drive away the pain and regret that surged up at the same time.

Her luck is really bad.

They have been drifting on the sea all year round, so why can't they prepare for this, just like the method used to dive into the sea to salvage important supplies?

Whether it is third-level spells such as underwater breathing and water walking, or there are scuba herbal medicines in the escape boat that need to be sealed and stored, it can be solved.

But the problem is that the priest who knows these two spells was used by the Dragon Mother to set off fireworks.

Another caster who was with the boat as a backup followed the storage box containing the potion, and the escape boat and the entire boat were destroyed by that damn red dragon with a flaming fart.
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According to the surviving wanderers, it was that stupid damn charlatan who not only failed to follow the instruction manual to put the opponent on the hatchling trap immediately, but why did he insist on checking his gender when there was nothing else?

‘Is gender really that important? Ah? Madfak!’

There is also a magic item called a diving wrist wheel on her wrist.

But there is only one piece of this thing!

It was used by her to escape at sea.

And how could she alone lift a dragon egg as big as a millstone from the bottom of the sea?

What's the difference between that and joking about the Spider Queen's name?

And she was sure that as long as she went into the water alone, these guys would definitely run away.

After all, everyone knows that the matter has reached this point and cannot be undone. Since the money can no longer be distributed, it is better to run away as soon as possible.

They can always find a way to return to the new world of Granyer, and they dare to go back.

After all, who among them owes the most debts and has enemies everywhere?

"Ah! Damn it! Damn it! Why me! Why me!?"

Siatt punched the ground hard one after another, as if he was crazy.

"Ah?"

"Ah!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

This neurotic behavior immediately caused the few remaining subordinates to secretly wink.

The boss is already so involved in the drama, the big one is probably coming...

Sure enough, they heard leader Siatt stand up again and tell them the decision:

"Come with me, let's find that damn red baby dragon."

She looked around at everyone:

"As long as we find that guy, we can still make money from this trip."

"...Huh?" A group of drow began to beat the drum in their hearts and directly acted out.

"Boss, are you really sure you're not joking?"

"There are only a few people left in our boat."

"That's right..."

At the same time, he hesitated, if the boss insists on having his own way, should we work together to fuck the boss here first... Well, wait until she falls asleep and then run away together.

After all, the threat displayed by the red baby dragon was no less than the deterrent force brought to them by the leader's force.

The most important thing...

It’s not like they don’t know the value of the red baby dragon that can breathe from its butt.

But the biggest problem now is...

The ship is gone!

Until they find or wait for the next ship that can board or stow away, they can only stay in this dangerous old continent to survive.

After being under her for so many years, Siatt still doesn’t know what these idiots are thinking.

Even if she sticks her butt out, she knows what color of shit she will poop today.

But she did not choose to expose it on the spot.

Instead, he looked at them with contempt and laughed:

"Do you really think that if you don't find the red dragon, you can return to Glenyere smoothly and continue to live your rotten life like mud?"

The drows fell silent, and they also understood what the other party wanted to say.

"Dream!"

Siatt said loudly: "If nothing unexpected happens, he is now entering his first deep sleep, and is at the weakest time in his dragon life."

"Once he ends his slumber, it will be time to come find us!"

"Don't forget, what we provoke is a giant dragon! The most vengeful dragon!

"It's still the red dragon who is the leader of the five-color evil dragons and will definitely take revenge!"

She forced back a guy who wanted to interrupt with a cold look that looked at a dead person:

"Perhaps you want to say that it is just a young dragon that has been out of its shell for a few days?"

"But now we...

"Are you leaving?"

"Idiots?"

The drow were finally forced to accept this cold reality.

The reality is that the dragon burned the boat and they had no choice but to survive here.

As for waiting for the next ship that can cross the high elf fleet blockade and the crisis-ridden North Sea to reach the Old World.

Will it be this year?

Next year?

Or the next three years? Or the even more distant five years.

If you really wait five years, wait for the other party to enter the young dragon stage.

What they will face is a fire-breathing red monster that is bigger than them together and will catch them all over the continent!

The scene was silent for a moment.

"Boss, we all listen to you."

Siatt clenched her fists, she won the bet.

Although these guys are stupid, they are the only cards in her hand.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

But just when Siatt finally succeeded in persuading a group of stragglers through a verbal battle, they were about to arrive at David's location along the remaining burn marks in the forest, and even saw the row of skeletons where he was.

After sitting in the 'Ember Hot Spring', an unprecedented wave of exhaustion suddenly came over them and overwhelmed them.

"Forget it, let's go back to the beach first and then make plans." Siatt waved his hand casually.

"Oh..." a group of drow said feebly.

An hour later, at the beach, Siatt stared blankly at a group of men lying like sloths, too lazy to even talk, with a confused look on his face:

"What the hell am I doing?"
To be continued...