Ferrum was pacing nearby, looking at several Mountain Goblin silently, without speaking.
Mountain Goblin is indeed not a goblin. He looks more like a close relative of a bugbear, but not as tall as a bugbear. He is generally about 1.6 meters tall, has sallow skin, long and thin arms, wild boar-like tusks protruding, and his bristles are randomly braided into thin braids at the back of his head.
Ferrum Looking at their clothes and weapons, I found that they were all made of burlap, animal skins, stone spears and bone knives.
After Cobalt Dragon finished speaking bluntly and forcefully, the Mountain Goblin soldier became visibly alert, his long gray-white nails sticking to the handle of the knife.
Only Yazi remained calm. "If True Dragon wants to inspect our tribe, of course we welcome it. However, Savage Bone Tribe does not have any camp. Our tribe members are scattered among the canyon terraces, and they rely on running on their feet and climbing rock walls to communicate."
"We can also hunt some beasts to entertain True Dragon."
He looked at Cobalt Dragon, who was as strong as a hill, and shook his head. "But, there are indeed no cattle or sheep."
Kेलaili felt a little dissatisfied, and blew out two streams of white air from his nostrils, stood up, and pressed his seven-meter-long body directly on top of Mountain Goblin's head, while Ferrum just watched calmly from the side.
"You are just being submissive on the surface but resisting in your heart."
Kेलaili looked down with dark vertical eyes. "If other Giant Dragon lords come, they will definitely get a different answer. Do you think we can deceive us because we haven't grown into Great Dragon yet? Or do you want to use Mountain Goblin's skull to measure the power in our bodies?"
"Savage Bone Clan would never have the guts."
Yazi leaned deeply.
There was a slight vibration on the ground. Hatchling Dragon and Mountain Goblin both turned their heads to look. They saw a giant gray shadow rushing towards them. It was flying with four legs and a huge stride. It was almost in front of them in the blink of an eye.
"Bearfolk."
Yazi narrowed his eyes and silently stepped aside. Hatchling Dragon also felt the threat and assumed a vigilant posture, their throats trembling slightly.
There were only about twenty Bearfolks, and they ran wildly with the momentum of an army charging. It was not until they got close to Hatchling Dragons that they stopped one after another, and then stood up. They were all over two meters tall and very strong, with their long hair rising and falling in the wind.
"O master who rules Wildlands, your loyal Bearfolk tribe comes to pay homage to you."
Bearfolk took off the weapons hanging on their backs and put them aside. The bodies that had been standing fell down again, and their huge heads were pressed to the ground, as if worshiping, and they did not move for a long time.
Ferrum and Moqi are still together, playing with the lake water behind them.
Kेलaili looked at Bearfolk who was disarmed and lying on the ground, and then glanced at Mountain Goblin next to him to see if he saw it. This is called being respectful.
He raised his head and said in his authentic Iron Dragon accent, "Bearfolk, what do you want to say when you come to see me?"
"We have come to listen to our master's orders and are eager to serve you."
One of them, Bearfolk, lowered his back and walked forward for a while.
"The family wants to regain control over Windsong Plateau. I want your loyalty. You should hold up the clan's guard of honor and take me to inspect your camp." Kेलaili said.
"It's a matter of course."
Bearfolk said, "We have prepared this year's scale tax. If we need to recruit slaves and hard labor, please ask the master to give us an order, and the clan will count them as soon as possible."
He paused and realized that these Hatchling Dragon were not just here to collect taxes and catch hard workers, so he recalled it for a while and then continued.
"Our leader Wom said that Windsong Plateau is not stable. There are many large-scale Aberrant Monster activities at night, and some clans have serious rebellious sentiments against the family and may have evil intentions."
Bearfolk said, "In order to maintain the majesty and safety of the master, we invite you to the camp of Bearfolk. Bearfolk is not a powerful and wealthy tribe, but if the master comes and falls, we will offer you the best honey wine, fresh meat and beauties."
Moqi After listening, he was obviously a little moved, and the water in the lake made a splashing sound.
The Mountain Goblin next to them were all holding weapons. Yazi narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the respectful Bearfolk coldly.
Some Bearfolk noticed his gaze, made an unexplained muffled sound in their throats, and Yazi lowered their eyes.
Kेलaili was also sizing up those Bearfolks. Under the pressure of his strong momentum, the Bearfolks were still lying down with their bodies not trembling at all.
"Very good, I like your enthusiasm."
Kेलaili was silent for a while, and finally said, "But before that, we still have important responsibilities entrusted by the family, and we need to wait for other Giant Dragon lords to come to negotiate. Therefore, we should wait for a while to inspect the Bearfolk camp."
"Then, I don't dare to disturb the master's rest."
Bearfolk slowly backed away. "The other clans of Windsong Plateau cannot be trusted. Only Bearfolk is the most loyal follower of Ashmark Lineage. If the master needs anything, please feel free to call us."
After Bearfolk retreated, Mountain Goblin also resigned immediately. This is the style of the mountain tribes. Their departure was as clean and tidy as their visit.
Hatchling Dragon people gathered around and talked in low voices.
"Mountain Goblin's reaction is okay, Bearfolk, it's obviously wrong."
Ferrum finally spoke, "Throughout our journey, even the clans under Great Dragon's eyes in the core area have not been so respectful."
"I was very happy at first, but after saying a few words, I felt a little strange."
Kेलaili returned to his usual tone and said slowly, "You said Bearfolk is respectful, but I didn't feel their fear. Among the clans we saw during our trip, only the Razor-toothed Gnolls has such a fearless feeling."
The Hatchling Dragons nodded one after another. When they were passing by Gray Mountain Black Lake, they encountered a Razor-toothed Gnolls clan. They were very powerful and ferocious. The two parties communicated at a distance, and even Nickel Dragon did not dare to bluff supplies and copper coins from them.
"There's one more thing I didn't say before."
Bido also reminded, "When I was traveling in the western region, I saw Bearfolk's copycats. Many Bearfolk came out with spears after seeing me. I felt something was wrong at the time and subconsciously stayed away."
Nickel Dragon squinted his eyes and thought for a while, "Looking back now, their eyes... were those of them preparing to attack."
"If it is so strange, why did they invite us to the camp? They also said they would offer barbecue, honey, wine and beauties."
Moqi muttered, "If the overlord takes over their camp, Bearfolk must surrender, right?"
Ferrum smiled casually and said, "Maybe there are five hundred Bearfolk warriors with swords and axes lurking in the camp."
"Anyway, I don't dare to go in easily."
Kेलaili said that Cobalt Dragon is generally more cautious, and Cobalt-Blue Overlord is the most cautious among Cobalt Dragon.
After he finished speaking, his ears moved and he turned around and looked up. A Mountain Goblin soldier hurried back.
"Bearfolk said that other mountain clans have evil intentions, which is groundless slander. Please don't believe it, Mr. True Dragon."
The Mountain Goblin warrior gasped for a while, found Ferrum, and said, "Bearfolk, the leader Wom, is the entire Windsong Plateau The most powerful warriors also have the ability to cast spells and can summon thunderstorms. Savage Bone Clan was driven out from the west by them. If the noble dragon wants to go to the Bearfolk village, it is necessary to be on guard against them."
Ferrum nodded slightly. "If you have such good intentions, you should confess to our overlord, not me."
"When the envoy discussed with us just now, he said that although the black dragon is tall and strong, it is very powerful."
Mountain Goblin glanced at Moqi, then at Bido: "But that strong White Dragon is the real leader."
Kेलaili bared his teeth slightly.
Ferrum smiled and didn't take it seriously, "Well, thank you for reminding me. Your leader dares to personally take risks as an envoy and comes to us like this. He is very wise and courageous. I appreciate it very much."
Mountain Goblin warrior suddenly changed color.
"However, you can tell him for me that no matter whether it is Great Dragon or a small dragon, dragons will always be the masters of Windsong Plateau. There will be no benefit in fighting us."
Ferrum went on to say, "I didn't attack him face to face, it was my sincerity. I hope Mountain Goblin can also be more honest. Why don't we change a place and let us sit down and talk. I think Savage Bone Clan's camp is very good."
"I feel the majesty of Giant Dragon, and I will definitely bring you every word."
Mountain Goblin warrior saluted respectfully, turned and left.