Selling Themselves into Slavery

"Submit? With so many of you, how am I supposed to trust you?" Excluding those who had secretly fled, there were still at least fifty or sixty Dragonborn present. Even if some of them genuinely wished to submit, the more people there were, the more agendas they would have. Who knew whether some of them would act one way in front of him and another behind his back? If something went wrong later, who would bear the responsibility?

"I..." The female Dragonborn was at a loss for words. She knew perfectly well that Solam's concerns were justified. With so many people, even she could not be sure she could keep every one of them in line. Dragonborn arrogance ran deep in their bones; no Dragonborn was willing to live beneath another. So when asked what method she had to make Solam trust them, she was truly stumped.

Seeing this, Solam knew the female Dragonborn had no good solution. He still felt somewhat disappointed. Just as the Dragonborn themselves believed, their combat power was no joke. If he could truly make them his subordinates, it would not be a bad thing. Unfortunately, they were just too difficult to control.

"Since you have nothing more to say, then..." As he spoke, Solam prepared to send this group of Dragonborn on their way!

"Wait! Wait!" the female Dragonborn hurriedly cried out to stop him.

Unfortunately, Solam had already given the order. Under his command, the Dragonborn truly began slaughtering one another!

Watching the Dragonborn kill each other like marionettes, Solam could not help admiring Klauth, the red dragon. That guy was a crazed genius. He had actually come up with a method of controlling others through their bloodlines. It was fucking vicious. These Dragonborn were his own offspring, after all!

As marionettes, the