Chapter 86: The Wrong and Right Ways to Use a Dragon's Strength (9,800 words)
"Foreign dragons and hyenas! This is our Boar-Pigfolk territory! Outsiders aren't welcome! If you don't want to start a war, back off immediately!"
An immensely muscular Boar-Pigfolk stepped out from the crowd, resting a broad-bladed sword on his shoulder as he eyed them with some hostility.
"Roar! You're the leader of these Boar-Pigfolk?
Steel Fang?
Good! Very good! You look very strong! It seems you have some ability.
My name is Gordon Kenneth! The future's strongest Red Dragon!
Now I shall bestow the highest honor upon you here! Kneel before me! Then swear your loyalty! You shall have the honor of becoming my follower!"
The Red Dragon Whelp folded his forelegs across his chest, looking proudly at the Boar-Pigfolk.
Holy shit!
This bastard wanted to steal the followers I'd set my sights on the moment he opened his mouth?
Xiluo's expression darkened as he silently cursed the Red Dragon Whelp for his deviousness.
"So you want to subjugate us as your followers.
Hmph! That's no surprise. After all, we Boar-Pigfolk are born Warriors.
Everyone on Domirank Star knows that.
We're nothing like those useless hyenas!"
The Wild Pigfolk Chieftain spoke in a rumbling voice, looking somewhat smug.
"Of course! Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken an interest in you! Heh heh heh! Xiluo, your first followers are Hyena-People, while mine are Boar-Pigfolk!
It seems I'm better suited than you to becoming a Lord Dragon!
As the Red Dragon Whelp spoke, he made sure to glance at Xiluo.
But before he could enjoy his triumph for long...
The Wild Pigfolk Chieftain spat on the ground and said disdainfully:
"I, Steel Fang, am a descendant of the demigod Makabaka, possessing a noble demigod bloodline and tremendous strength.
Our people