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There seems to be an invisible hand in the dark sky, disturbing the wind and clouds, rolling up layers of forest waves, and huge raindrops pouring down, whimpering between the mountains and the wilderness, raising a pale rain curtain.
Garos's body like cast iron stands in the wind and rain.
Beside him, Iron Dragon and the red dragon also spread their wings and stood upright. The dragon's face was full of excitement, revealing its sharp dragon teeth.
"Crush those humble reptiles!"
Samantha spit out sparks from his nostrils and roared.
"They will pay with blood for their arrogance!"
Sorog The hard dragon scales clang.
Ignas Siblings already know each other well enough. When they saw the changes in Garos's expression and gaze, they already knew what Garos was thinking without asking any more questions.
The difference from Garos is.
The red dragon and Iron Dragon were already filled with murderous intent, wanting to skin and dismember the humans who dared to blackmail them, but Garos kept restraining them and making them endure.
And now.
Garos was also angered.
He had already given in, but the opponent kept pressing forward.
In fact, from a human perspective, there is nothing wrong with what they did.
If this monster clan is weak, then it can be subdued directly by the private army and then completely taken over. If it is strong enough to scare them and goes crazy to start a war, then it will be easier. You can apply for the defenders to come to suppress it, beat it hard, and then give it a favor to subdue it.
What the nobles want is not normal cooperation.
It is a completely controlled superior-subordinate relationship.
But for Garos, this is completely unacceptable.
The temptations and provocations of the nobles are touching Garos's bottom line.
This made him feel extremely dangerous.
Then, he felt fear and fear in his heart, and a boiling murderous intention arose in his heart.
However, now is not the time to take action directly.
The more this situation occurs, the more calmness and rationality are needed. The consequences must be clearly considered and the escape route must be considered.
Garos Take a deep breath, taking in the wind and rain into your lungs, and then exhale slowly.
"Sorog, instruct Kin Leader in each battle group to prepare for battle, and order Kin Leader who are staying in the territory to pack their things and evacuate to Quenching Heights immediately."
"Samantha, pack up Conifer Valley. Take away everything you can and destroy everything you can't."
The meaning revealed by these words is very obvious.
Garos is giving up this territory.
He was very decisive. Now that he had decided to overturn the table, he immediately prepared to move and did not give the other party a chance to retaliate later.
Hearing this, Samantha hesitated a little.
It is reluctant to part with the territory it has been operating for a long time and the wealth it has brought here.
"Wait a minute, Garos, are we giving up our territory?"
"It's not giving up, it's just a temporary retreat. Sooner or later we will come back."
"Why? A viscount's army will never be able to defeat us. We can kill them all! Continue to occupy this place."
Viscount is not a high-level noble in the human world.
Samantha is still as arrogant as ever, thinking that only great nobles or great lords are worthy of its retreat.
Glancing at Garos, who had a calm gaze, Iron Dragon sneered, suppressing the surging emotions, and said, "Stupid, do you think Lothern Federation will tolerate three Evil Dragon nesting near the commercial road, and will sit back and watch us mature?"
"Viscount has nothing to worry about, but when we show our claws and show our sharpness, it will definitely attract more attention."
"If you still stay here and wait for strong men to encircle and suppress you, you will be dead."
"With our Dragonkin's nobility and our Dragonkin's value, it is even possible to attract Legendary Realm."
"Once Legendary Realm, which is comparable to Ancient Dragon, arrives and we are still in the same place, we will not even have a chance to escape."
"And you don't even need Legendary Realm, those powerful people with high Life Level can pose a danger to us."
When Iron Dragon can suppress his emotions and think calmly.
Its wisdom far exceeds Samantha.
What it said was also Garos's idea.
Every Legendary Realm is the pillar of the country, the core of all races and countries. There will be no Legendary Realm behind the Viscount, otherwise he would not be a Viscount who comes to the wilderness to fight monsters for food.
However, there are Legendary Realm strong men in Nuoda's Lothern Federation, and there are also Legendary Realm in Ser Wilderness's garrison. Otherwise, they would not be able to suppress the ferocious beasts and monsters in the wilderness.
Once they attack and kill the people sent by the viscount.
There is also a noble heir among them.
This will undoubtedly be seen as a provocation to Lothern Federation.
In the eyes of Ser Wilderness's defenders, they will definitely think that Molten Iron Clan is no longer an ordinary clan. They think that a few Evil Dragon have threatened Federation and must strike hard!
If it continues to be entrenched in Scale-Earth Rift Road.
The next script can be imagined.
First, the viscount will send troops to take revenge, and then they will be defeated by the Dragonkins. Then, more regular legions will arrive. If they still can't deal with a few Evil Dragons, the strong ones among the defenders will take action directly.
Or not so many twists and turns.
After discovering a few dragons, a strong man was delighted to see them. He took action first without waiting for the viscount to send troops or apply for military reinforcements, and made a nice profit.
"No matter what, Scale-Earth Rift Road can't stay any longer, we must evacuate."
Garos's eyes were sharp and he said slowly, "Before that, I will make those people pay a heavy price."
In fact, it would be the wisest choice to just tuck your tail between your legs and retreat with the family members, leaving the humans alone.
But Garos is not an absolutely rational character.
He has his own demands and his own desires.
Is he living and growing on thin ice just to run away in despair every time he encounters danger?
No.
The reason is that at this time, even if he has to retreat, he must make the enemies who disrupt his peaceful life pay the price and let those people know the consequences of provoking him.
This is so that if you encounter a similar situation in the future, you will no longer have to tolerate it.
The first time Black Rock Dwarf abandoned its territory due to the threat, Garos had no confidence to resist and migrated overnight, like a bereaved dog.
But this time, he will make his enemies remember the pain.
If there were another time, he might not be the one who should run away.
Immediately, through Communication Stone, instructions were issued in full swing.
The combat unit headed by Kalu did not return to the territory to sort out the taxes. Instead, under the cover of the heavy rain and the warlocks, they approached the Noble's Son's garrison unhurriedly and silently.
The leaders of the Molten Iron Clan's major territories also received the order and began to mobilize their tribesmen to clean up their territories and rush to Quenching Heights.
In the blink of an eye, time has arrived four days later.
The rain has increased and decreased in the past few days, but today, it still rains heavily, and the big raindrops hit the leather tent, making a crackling sound.
In the largest tent, there was the luxurious smell of perfume and barbecue.
Edmund was leaning on the recliner, playing with a crystal ball in his hand.
He looked relaxed, as if he was on vacation in the wilderness instead of experiencing something in the wilderness.
"Master, do those monsters really pay their taxes honestly?"
Brent flatteringly handed over the chilled wine.
"If you ask me, we should attack their lair directly."
Edmund glanced at the tax collector. "Do you know where their lair is?"
"Um, I don't know at the moment."
Brent smiled.
Edmund sipped the wine gently, his shallow Blue Dragon pupils reflected the defense lines arrayed outside the tent.
Five Alchemy Golems formed a circular defense line. Thorn Knights was training in the heavy rain. Farther away was the Frost Giant controlled by a spell. Its eye sockets were lifeless and empty.
"Be patient."
Edmund said contemptuously, "Beast is Beast after all. Their stupid and primitive heads can't think of any strategy."
He truly despised the monsters of the wilderness.
Or perhaps, all intelligent creatures living in civilized places are full of prejudice against the primitive and vulgar monsters in the wilderness.
For example.
The Goblin Kingdom in Lothern Federation completely does not recognize the Goblin clan in the wilderness as the same creature as them, and only regards it as a "False Goblin" monster with a similar appearance.
Edmund shook the wine glass and drank the red liquid inside.
"Perhaps they were reluctant at first and played some tricks when paying taxes, but in front of us who are wise and civilized, Beast's thoughts will only make people laugh."
Edmund said leisurely, "The taxes we want now are just the beginning."
"Next, I will continue to test their bottom line, apply pressure little by little, squeeze out all their wealth, and completely control them."
Learning magic is very expensive.
In order to gain a firm foothold in the Sky Academy in the future, Edmund doesn't mind getting a lot of wealth first by fishing for money.
In his opinion, these excessive demands are not a problem now. As long as he succeeds in his studies and becomes a high-level mage in the future, it will be easy to obtain wealth and glory.
Brent smiled flatteringly and nodded repeatedly.
This young master is truly a proud man of heaven, but his background has limited him. His achievements in the future will definitely far exceed that of his father. If he is really lucky enough to become a Legendary Realm Spellcaster, then his name will spread throughout the whole Raymond Duchy and he will become the pillar of this country.
The atmosphere inside the tent is relaxing.
Edmund sips the wine and cuts the barbecue in an elegant manner with a knife and fork.
However, beneath the calm, there is an undercurrent.
Monk Bane in the shadow suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils constricted.
"Something is approaching."
He said solemnly.
"Uncle Bane, are you too nervous?"
There was no response to the magic alarm outside the camp, and Edmund didn't take it seriously.
Until, boom!
A dull, unnatural thunder sounded in the sky, approaching from far away.
The first one to notice the anomaly was Frost Giant.
The puppet created with Alchemy and Necromancy suddenly let out a shrill howl.
The surrounding knights looked up and saw the direction Giant was pointing.
The sky was suddenly torn apart by heavy rain.
A red ominous star penetrated the clouds, and in the vacuum channel created by its tail flame, the rainwater vaporized into pale mist before it fell. The light was not the orange-red of ordinary meteorites, but a dark red that was closer to the blood of living things, as if a deep wound had been cut in the sky.