Chapter 116 Invitation

It's just that the high elves who are eager to return home at this moment still don't know.

Their fleet commander 'General' Ahmed, who had concealed his name, put his head under a leather hood, and followed Zolcretian to raise a young dragon for nearly a year, what kind of misery did he encounter in the New World? Cold reception.

They also don’t know what’s waiting for them on the other side.

Most of the time, it's just "being looked down upon" and "being cold and weak".

The grace of the Elf King and the power of the red dragon are both powerful.

Not many elves dared to openly accept their group of undead who had died in battle.

Of course, even under such circumstances, there are still probably not many high elves willing to return to the Old World to serve David. One out of ten is an optimistic estimate.

Most of them, according to David's estimation, are more likely to be like the patrol captain back then, who, with the secret help of their families, smuggled themselves to the human countries in Middle-earth to work as mercenaries.

High elf professionals are often very popular among mercenaries due to their age and experience advantages.

That was their only way of retreat to gain some peace.

But it didn't matter to David at all. He really had the intention of 'reusing waste'.

This group of high elf prisoners of war are just living things in the camp, and they can get back whatever they can.

And after their group of unacceptable high elves returns to the New World, they will definitely add fuel to Devonsel, which is already showing signs of civil strife.

If he could directly cause civil strife and get those high elves to fight, David would probably wake up from his deep sleep laughing.

Of course, this possibility is still too low, so I can only think about it and enjoy myself.

If the high elves could really fall apart because of such a small problem, it wouldn't be David's turn to fish in troubled waters, but he should have died long ago.

But no matter what the result is, it is not a loss.

For him, he only threw out a few hundred prisoners of war who ate dry food.

It not only attacked the group of sons of fighting who had been very active recently.

Then Devonser added a handful of red oil, cumin and chili pepper to the hot oil.

Why not do it.

Just when David was about to finish handling the political affairs of the camp and was about to receive the barbarian Luoxinde who seemed to have something to report to him, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that a pale figure with some staggering steps stopped in the dragon's nest. Outside the cave, they stared at him so dimly.

David looked a little guilty, and the scales on his body stood up.

Panicking.

Because that was the old father of the silver dragon who finally escaped from the dragon's lair after the dragon mother Pafula finally died.

Artilicia.

David originally wanted to pretend not to see him, and wait until the matter on Manzi's side was settled before confronting the old Silver Dragon father who had just been betrayed by him.

And find ways to meet and digest the other party's anger.

As a result, Luoxinde, the barbarian who relied on David's divinity to resurrect his lover, with his now excellent perception, actually noticed the pale and miserable figure outside the cave through David's somewhat subtle expression at this moment. He still dared to stay here and said immediately:

"The information I need to report is not urgent. I will step aside and report to you later, my lord."

Mud, David didn't know for a moment whether this barbarian had learned to read people's emotions, or if he really had no eyesight, so he had to wave his tail with a headache.

Luoxinde breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left this place that could turn into a duel between father and son at any time.

As soon as Manzi left, the six-meter-long young silver dragon, with bite marks all over its body and scales that seemed to have faded and lost its luster, staggered in.

The eyes he looked at David were still full of empty resentment, but he took a deep breath and was about to say something when his body suddenly froze.

Because his rebellious red dragon actually took the initiative to come up to him, and then, unexpectedly, he rubbed his head against him and took the initiative to stick to him!

He couldn't help but rub his cheek and neck, which still had tingling pain.

With each blow, Yinlong's old father's original anger because of his son's "betrayal and betrayal" was immediately extinguished as if by the spray of a powerful fire extinguisher.

"I've caused you to suffer, Dad, thank you for your hard work." David placed his hand on Artilisia's ear flipper and whispered with "extremely distressed" voice.

It was like a mind blast.

The resentment in Atilicia's heart about being stabbed in the back by the dragon she believed in the most was completely eliminated.

Instead, there were two lines of tears that turned into ice in the blink of an eye.

"Cry, cry as much as you want, you will feel better."

David didn't explain anything, just comforted him.

Artilicia finally couldn't hold herself any longer, and threw her son David to the ground, lying on David's warm chest, and Baofeng cried:

"Wow!!! Dad, my fate is so bitter and bitter! It's so bitter for me! Wuwuwuwu!"

The one who cries is called Dou E holding her injustice, and the snow is flying in June.

But at this moment, even though her son didn’t explain anything, Artilicia gradually ‘understood’ everything:

Yes, at that time David Eutus was just a child.

Facing a legendary red dragon, it was still his mother.

Even a young dragon of his was intimidated into such an ugly look. What could David, who was still a young dragon, do?

Especially, he has to protect a silver dragon sister who is in a more difficult situation.

Under the circumstances at that time, perhaps it was the limit of what his son could do.

At least with those, Pavla's punishment to him, although shameful, would not make him so miserable that he could not get up like he had been tortured ten years ago.

Moreover, he also remembered at this moment that before returning to the Old World, David had strongly opposed his return.

It's just his own insistence on going his own way and his blind luck mentality that caused his current predicament.

Not only failed to rescue his children, but he also got himself in!

What qualifications does a loser like him have to blame his "ignorant" son!

At this moment, Artilicia was just as angry as she was before, and now she feels so guilty!

How could he blame everything on his own son!

‘Artilicia! You are simply not a dragon! You are such a useless beast! ’

After a while, Artilicia's crying finally stopped.

David only did one thing from beginning to end, and that was to stroke the old Silver Dragon father's back with his tail, listen to what he said, and softly echo him.

It's just that the tail is still too sensitive for the dragon. After rubbing against the smooth back of the silver dragon for a long time, the tip of the hard and stiff tail is a little numb.

Fortunately, Yinlong's old father's mood finally calmed down, and it was only at this moment that David finally spoke again:

"Are you feeling better, father?"

"Yeah" Artilicia immediately jumped up as if she was electrocuted.

He actually behaved like this while holding his son and crying.

What a shame.

"Then father, how much debt do you owe to my mother?"

Once your emotions are calmed down, all that's left is to deal with the core issues.

David pointed directly at the main contradiction.

"In addition to the 30,000 pounds of gold with interest accumulated ten years ago, as well as the [Ring of Rebirth] and the dozen or so scrolls of [Regeneration] that were consumed this time, Mom directly wiped zeros, and for a period of ten years, Give her back sixty thousand pounds of gold worth the equivalent.”

"Hiss" is really the giant dragon opening its mouth! David's head went numb when he heard it.

"What about you? How much did you agree with your mother?" Artilicia asked.

"I didn't mention the specific amount, but according to my mother's words, just come up with a treasure that is enough to match my own value. I thought, no matter what, I have to come up with gold equivalent to our weight to be considered as enough to match mine. Is it worth it? Let me calculate, by the time I reach adulthood, the average weight of an adult red dragon will be about 20,000 pounds. My weight has always been on the high side, so by then, I will be able to gain 30,000 pounds no matter what."

"Hiss" is really the giant dragon opening its mouth! Artilicia's brain went numb after hearing this.

If Tanya was added to the list, their family of three would probably have to collect 120,000 pounds of gold worth the equivalent of treasure in order to gain freedom from this red disaster.

This is almost twice the amount of Atilicia’s previous savings!

ten years? !

This is simply an impossible task.

From this we can see the ‘sinister’ intentions of Crimson Calamity Pavla.

David didn't take this seriously, he just wanted to give his old father, who had been ravaged by Dragon Mother twice in succession, some relief. It didn't matter to him at all, since adulthood was still far away.

Unexpectedly, Artilicia took it seriously, and immediately extended the invitation to David:

"Er smash, come and partner with me!"

"What's the purpose of partnership?" David was a little confused.

"Let's go to the New World together and make and sell some [Mixture of Anger] to make money."

"Huh?" David was completely confused.

dad! Are you still a self-proclaimed righteous and kind-hearted silver dragon?

You Temade, you have fallen too fast!