"It's you."
Alberto stared at Red-Silver Dragon and asked, "Copper Dragon and Silver Dragon Hybrid, why are you here with Evil Dragon?! You even attacked your own people with Evil Dragon. Are you being coerced or bewitched?"
I saw support from my own race, but it turned out they were here to stab me in the back.
Gold Dragon, who was attacked by surprise, was not in a happy mood.
"Hey! You stinky Gold Dragon, what are you talking about here?!"
The moment Alberto finished speaking, a crisp but provocative voice suddenly sounded, and Fairy Dragon Vera suddenly flew in front of Deborah.
Her colorful wings flapped rapidly, her small and exquisite body tried to stand up straight, her paws on her hips, and she assumed an arrogant posture.
"See clearly, this is Borderlands, this is our Ignas Dragonflight territory!"
"You, a foreign stinky dragon, don't have the right to run wild! Don't you dare speak to us in this tone again, and don't you dare put on that annoying stinky face again."
Vera's voice suddenly rose, revealing his pointed teeth. "Be careful, I, Lord Vera, will stuff Explosive Fruit into your noble Gold Dragon ass, so that you can taste the hot taste."
Planar Dragon... This land is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
Before seeing it with his own eyes, he could not imagine that this Borderlands, which was regarded as a remote place, could gather so many Dragonkin with different shapes and unique bloodlines.
He took a deep breath and calmed down.
He was not angry because of Fairy Dragon's provocation, but just stared at Red-Silver Dragon, waiting for his answer.
Under the gaze of Alberto, Red-Silver Dragon wrinkled the skin between his forehead and said coldly:
"Alberto, put away your prejudices and try to think carefully with your stupider brain than White Dragon."
"What kind of Evil Dragon can bring order to a land that was originally chaotic and dominated by the weak and the strong, and establish a stable order?"
"What kind of Evil Dragon chooses to be merciful when you have the absolute upper hand? Instead of twisting your stupid head full of "conquest" and "order" from your neck and smashing it to pieces?"
Deborah's words are so aggressive.
Not even a shred of face was left for Alberto, the noble Gold Dragon kinsman.
Alberto was speechless and speechless.
Red-Silver Dragon Deborah didn't stop because of his silence.
She looked down at the embarrassed Gold Dragon race below and let out a cold snort in her nose.
"In my opinion, you who rashly break into other people's territory, use force to create a clever name, extort and plunder, are more like Evil Dragon with golden scales!"
Just when Alberto's throat rolled, he instinctively wanted to defend his motives and actions.
Deborah seemed to have already understood his thoughts and suddenly interrupted what he was about to say, "Put away your excuses."
"Same as Metal Dragon, I know what you are thinking."
"You are simply coveting the accumulation of wealth in this land, or coveting the booming territory itself."
"That's why you would just find a high-sounding reason, such as those "innocent" river beasts, such as "evil" rule like us, as the beginning of provocation, intending to defeat the original lord here, and then naturally take over everything here!"
"Am I right?!"
Gold Dragon Alberto panted violently, Shatter's chest heaved.
He was silent for a few seconds and then said, "You are right, but I don't think there is any problem with it."
He looked at Red Iron Dragon and said categorically, "My only mistake was that I underestimated the power of the lord here, and that I was too proud and started a war without knowing anything about it."
Alberto is the very own Gold Dragon.
He will not change his mind just because of a few words from Deborah.
From the perspective of Red-Silver Dragon, Garos is a warrior who has lived in prejudice and discrimination since childhood, but has no complaints or distortions and fights injustice with a positive attitude.
But in Gold Dragon, or in other words, from the perspective of more bystanders.
Molten Iron King is an out-and-out powerful Evil Dragon with a sense of oppression. He is the lord who rules Borderlands in a Ironblood way.
"Alberto. Your idea makes sense."
"From what you just said, I can feel your hegemony and understand your ambition."
Red Iron Dragon suddenly spoke and said, "Such true thoughts from the heart are not recognized. This just shows that there are many mediocre people in this world and few sober people."
Alberto's golden dragon eyes suddenly shrank, and his huge body shook slightly.
Unexpected!
Totally unexpected!
Red Iron Dragon who defeated him and trampled him under his feet...
At this moment, not only did he not mock his arrogance, nor did he humiliate his failure.
Instead, he agreed with his ideas that were denounced as deviant and extremely paranoid by countless of his fellow tribesmen?
Rarely, no, almost never, has a dragon recognized his path so plainly.
In an instant, the oppressive figure of Red Iron Dragon in front of him became inexplicably pleasing to the eyes of Alberto. Even the pain caused by the broken bones and rolled scales on his body seemed to be alleviated a lot!
"There may be a little misunderstanding between us."
Alberto nodded in agreement, and then said, "You are a mixed-race Evil Dragon, but I can feel that you are different from other stupid and violent Evil Dragon, and you have unique insights and cognition."
Feel the weakening of Gold Dragon's hostility.
Garos nodded imperceptibly.
He has not been recognized all year round and has been surrounded by doubts and rebuke.
Alberto claims not to care about the attitudes of other dragons, but it also has a desire for recognition. The more deviant it is, the more stubborn it is. In essence, the more it cares about the recognition of others.
[Dragon Taming Art·Gold Dragon Chapter]
[Gold Dragon is traditional and stubborn. Accepting its unrecognized ideas can make them look at it differently]
However, the situation of Alberto is quite special. Whether this is effective for other Gold Dragon has yet to be verified... Garos thought in his heart.
Through Deborah's words, Alberto's own words and expressions.
Garos has noticed that the Gold Dragon in front of him is a little different from the normal Gold Dragon. He is a little deviant and may have a shift in camp. This also means that there is a possibility of being recruited by him.
No matter what Alberto's own temperament is.
His innate identity of Gold Dragon, which symbolizes justice and order, is itself an extremely precious shield.
If Gold Dragon can be tied to the Molten Iron Tribe's chariot and let him charge into battle, it will definitely have an outstanding effect on the Molten Iron Tribe's career.
The Conquest Oath he established can be used to conquer on behalf of Garos.
Crown Oath can also be the crown that guards Molten Iron King. Paladin who has the most Crown Oath is the guardian of Royal Court in all countries.
Once Gold Dragon Alberto can be successfully recruited.
With the strength of Dual-Oath Golden Holy Dragon, there is no doubt that he will become the number one "strong man" under Garos.
As for Red-Silver Dragon.
Garos is also counting on the magic potions and props from Blast Silver Dragon's old father Aldri. Unless she requests it herself, she will not be allowed to go to the battlefield to fight. The task of staying behind is more suitable for Deborah.
"Misunderstanding..."
Red Iron Dragon The huge dragon head nodded slightly, as if he was seriously considering the weight of this word.
Then, his deep voice broke the brief silence. "I don't deny this."
His eyes turned to the young man Gold Dragon, and the understanding in his eyes slowly converged.
"Alberto, the defeated, let's talk about compensation first."
Wanting to recruit does not mean that you have to indulge without principles!
We must have a tough attitude when dealing with Gold Dragon, who is as proud and conceited as Alberto and has a high self-esteem! Only by making him pay the price, recognize the boundaries, and make subsequent "cooperation" possible can it be built on a solid foundation.
"I can return the wealth I have taken from your stronghold in full."
Alberto gritted his teeth and said.
Letting a giant dragon vomit out the wealth that has been swallowed into its bag is tantamount to carving out a piece of flesh and blood from the depths of Dragon Heart! But he knew that his trip was unjust, and he could only reluctantly give up at this moment.
"Return the wealth that belongs to me, Molten Iron Tribe, intact."
"And then just pretend that nothing happened?"
"Nothing in the world can be so easy and cheap."
Red Iron Dragon stared closely at the young man Gold Dragon, detailing the process of his crimes.
"First of all, this battle that broke out due to your unilateral provocation caused considerable damage to our Molten Iron Tribe territory. The land was torn, the river banks collapsed, and the territory was damaged."
"The cost of this repair needs to be borne by you."
"Secondly, your unscrupulous intimidation and extortion of my family members made those poor and weak children frightened and sleepless at night, leaving extremely serious collective mental trauma. This directly affected our normal trade order and delayed precious time to earn wealth."
"You also need to compensate for this loss!"
"Finally, acts such as robbery and extortion seriously violate the laws and rules of Borderlands and require punishment."
"Based on the above, Alberto, you must pay punitive damages."
Hearing this, Alberto's dragon tail tightened and his eyes resisted.
"Red Iron Dragon, don't go too far." The scales on his neck lit up slightly again, and he said firmly, "If I want to retreat, you can't stop me."
To prevent this paranoid scion from committing evil acts.
The Spell Scale left behind by his elders can only be used three times, and it is not very offensive. It is mainly used for defense and speed gain. Although it will be a waste of an opportunity, he thinks he can use this to break out of the siege.
"Retreating is clearly equivalent to fleeing in embarrassment."
The red dragon Samantha spurted sparks from its nostrils and sneered.
Gold Dragon, who had a strong sense of self, glanced at the red dragon and did not care about his words.
The road to conquest will not be easy.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
He had long expected that his road to realizing the value of dragon life would be difficult and full of thorns and mud, so he would not be discouraged by temporary setbacks.
Several Evil Dragon walked slowly, surrounding Gold Dragon.
The atmosphere became tense and solid again, and Alberto was also ready to activate Spell Scale at any time.
At this time, Red Iron Dragon waved his paws to signal his companions to relax.
Seeing this scene, Gold Dragon's pupils shrank slightly again.
Those Evil Dragon who were supposed to be unruly, ferocious, at odds with each other, and untamable, stopped pressing forward with just a gesture from Red Iron Dragon, stopped calmly, and just stared at him coldly.
Immediately afterwards.
Red Iron Dragon looked at Alberto carefully, as if re-evaluating, and then looked at Alberto deeply, and then an elusive smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm not a fussy dragon."
Garos's voice suddenly became extremely peaceful and tolerant.
"The rules you violated and the damage you did at Borderlands are essentially trivial matters."
He said, "Since you ignore the rules, are unwilling to accept punishment, and behave like Evil Dragon, I don't mind ignoring this matter and even treating you as a companion."
Upon hearing these friendly words, Gold Dragon's expression changed.
"Every living thing must bear the price of breaking the rules."
He said in a deep voice.
Red Iron Dragon didn't take it seriously. "That's it, brother Gold Dragon, this is just a trivial misunderstanding."
Gold Dragon shook his head stubbornly.
"No, you must punish me!" he said firmly.