Chapter 201 Prelude to the Storm

  Northland Hub, Boland City.

The combined fleet of the    expedition to the southern seas has returned triumphantly one after another, and another truckload of booty is being transported to Minnesburg under the **** of the merchant group.

   This is the castle of the Morgan family.

   As the core of the northern business group, how to distribute these spoils is naturally the first place.

   After months of hard work, I can finally rest.

  A soft cushion, old Morgan lay lazily on the top of the castle, the bright sun shone on him, making him narrow his eyes.

Next to    there is a round table with short legs, which can be touched at any time, a red as blood, his favorite wine.

   Just a few pretty, shy little girls who blush when teased.

   Alas, it's just that the little girl is too mature now, she keeps squeezing him, few are pretty and shy, and her acting skills are not enough.

   However, I can't blame them all. In the end, a large part of the responsibility rests on him.

  Who let him be, he is talented and handsome, elegant and easy-going, and personable.

   Over the years, he has gotten used to it.

   Sighing in his heart, old Morgan’s ears suddenly twitched again, and a footstep sounded from a distance, ranging in severity, span, frequency…

   quickly identified the person who came, still lying lazily, eyes still squinting, not ready to return to his usual graceful demeanor.

   "Master, the six families are all here."

   The footsteps approached quickly, but it was a woman in a pale yellow palace skirt.

   The first impression this woman gave, even in the palace attire, could hardly conceal her sternness.

   "Don't bother me with some big things, you can do it yourself."

   The little girl has grown up and is not so cute anymore, and it is not suitable for teasing.

  Old Morgan touched his glass casually.

   A little bit about the distribution of spoils, he is too lazy to bother himself, anyway, the dominance is in the hands of his Morgan family, anyway, the oldest of the six families are all little guys in front of him.

   "But someone else sent a letter. A letter from the one in the Rift Mountains."

  The woman in yellow, the leader of the Morgan family's generation, was deeply loved by the old Morgan, and therefore received Rosalind, who was heavily cultivated by the family.

   Her voice, after old Morgan frowned slightly, his eyes finally opened.

   That green dragon?

The    letter was handed directly to him.

   took it, opened it again, and took a closer look, old Morgan's eyes gradually came out with a little clarity.

   "This guy, he can be so invisible, he can entrust this kind of thing to me."

   actually asked him to recruit experienced and capable consuls on his behalf.

   He could understand a layer of meaning in the Green Dragon Letter.

   On the side of the combined fleet, he hinted at the green dragon of friendship.

   Here, the green dragon entrusted this kind of thing to him, probably to signal to him, and also have a good heart, right?

but…

   A lot of thoughts flashed through his mind, and old Morgan finally sat up, handed the letter to Rosalind, took another sip of red wine, and said, "Look, what do you think?"

  The grandchildren of this grandchild were brought up by him, and he knew her abilities well.

   Otherwise, I really thought that if he pampered her a little, he would be able to let her take charge of a certain property of the Morgan family.

   "Recruit CEO!"

   Rosalind's eyes swept across the letter, and in her moon-like eyes, some waves appeared.

Not in a hurry to speak immediately, she pondered for a moment before slowly opening her mouth: "I have noticed a piece of news that the consortium of that person is most trusted by him, but it was only because of his age that he abdicated and faded out. Mr. Carasso, I have been visiting some people recently. It seems that they are also working on this, but they have not been able to complete it."

  Old Morgan nodded slightly, but he only tasted wine and did not speak.

Knowing what he meant, Rosalind continued: "They can't do it, it's very simple, the consuls of the alliance, whether they are current or former, have a lot of secrets in the alliance, how can they be recruited by foreign forces casually, Especially the five-colored dragon. Therefore, the influence of Mr. Green and Mr. Carasso is not enough to accomplish this."

   She saw through the essence at a glance.

   That's why the green dragon stopped waiting there, but "begged" to the old man.

   It is only because of the influence of the old man that he can persuade some people.

   Of course, it’s just a persuasion. As for whether the two sides can fit together, it’s hard to guarantee.

  Old Moore's gaze was lowered slightly above the wine glass, and he raised his eyes slightly: "Do you think it is necessary for us to intervene?"

   "Yes, and more deeply involved."

Rosalind's voice without hesitation: "The changes on the other side of the Rift Mountains, that person's actions now, should be on the verge of founding a country. Moreover, many clues show that although that person is a five-colored dragon, he is preparing for it. I am afraid it is not necessarily a strong dictatorship. In my judgment, although it is unlikely to be the same as the golden dragon and silver dragon couple from the Silver Moon Alliance, his urgent need for the consul is likely to be the ruling power, at least most of the The ruling power is handed over to our human race. And he himself mainly controls the military power."

As she said that, her eyes were already lit up, she moistened her lips lightly, and Rosalind continued: "The prosperous natural green, the Wells Forest, which has just begun to develop, and the Fissure Mountains also have resources, and He also controls the Underdark. If this kingdom rises, it represents countless opportunities, opportunities for our Morgan family to rise again. Therefore, I feel that it is not only necessary to complete his commission, but we also need to take the initiative. Cooperate with the past and build another core outside of Bolan City, or even more than one!"

Whether it is the    Wells Forest or the Fissure Mountains, the area is very vast. If you want to establish a country, you will eventually build a city that is far more than one place.

  This process from scratch, if they participate in the whole process, the benefits are too great!

   Old Morgan was so dignified by her words that he could hear what the big girl meant. She not only wanted to participate in business development, but even wanted to participate in the future regime of the Green Dragon Kingdom!

   This girl's ambition...

   It’s just an opportunity, but it doesn’t necessarily mean that there are no deep pits!

He even put down the wine glass, his eyes narrowed, and after a moment of indifference, the old Morgan said: "The suitable consul, I will connect him, and you will accompany him in person. If you want to stay there, The family will also give you enough support at one time, but after that, the two sides will be clearly distinguished. You must also think about it, opportunities are often accompanied by crises.”

   Rosalind nodded. Although she couldn't see her toes, she could see the prosperity under the castle.

  If there is an opportunity, build a bustling city like this from scratch…

   said solemnly, "I will give you an answer as soon as I accompany me there, see that person, and really confirm his attitude."

  Old Morgan nodded lightly: "Go."

   You can't keep those six houses hanging down there all the time.

   Rosalind bowed, then turned around, took a few steps, and paused again: "Thank you, old man."

   After a sentence is finished, he will go away quickly without pausing.

  Old Morgan's laziness came up again, and he lay down again with squinting eyes, and there was a strange color between his eyes.

   If this big girl is really gone... there should be a new little girl, let him tease, no, train it!

   But, on the green dragon's side, which one should you match him with?

  …

It is also in the north, but further north, it is located in the northernmost part of the Silver Moon Alliance, close to the ridge of the sky, the highest mountain in the world. It is now completely covered by ice and snow. in the city of war.

   A blacksmith shop.

  The roaring fire burned vigorously, and sparks shot out from time to time, but even if it was sprayed on the dense copper beard, it would not ignite any of them.

  A dwarf covered in steel armor, even his skin seemed to have been tempered, with a bronze-colored dwarf, wielding a steel hammer, one stroke after another, tempering his weapon with great concentration.

After him, another one was wrapped tightly, covering most of his face, and he could only vaguely tell from those eyes that revealed a magical luster that the caster, who should be a female, was actually "Dang! Dang! Dang!" In the sound of the hammer, he could still calm down and sit there quietly reading some books.

  Suddenly, the woman's gaze lifted from the scroll.

   Outside the blacksmith shop, at the speed of lightning flashes, a raven pierced through the wind and snow, flew in, and landed on the woman's shoulder again.

   "Huh! It's freezing me to death. Give Aso a fireball technique, I want to burn more and more exciting."

  Raven's mouth was rhythmic, and his head was shaking.

   Of course, it did not forget to raise a paw.

Under the    paws, there is a small bamboo tube.

  The woman ignored its nonsense, took the small bamboo tube, took out a note inside, read the serial number on it, and took out a book from the package she was carrying.

   Arranged by comparison, and quickly found the correct letters one by one from the book.

   and put them together again.

   Her eyes could not help wrinkling, as if she was thinking about something, she pondered for a while, then turned her eyes to the dwarf, and her voice was unexpectedly cold: "Modo has left."

   The dwarf didn't answer immediately.

   Continued a round of hammering, after the embryo was tempered and formed, only then did he put away some concentration, and his voice was heavy: "What's the situation?"

   "The mobilization of the Dragon Cult is in the name of assisting a green dragon in the south to establish a country."

   said that according to the meaning of the note, but in the voice of the woman, who has dealt with her for many years, and is as rough as a dwarf, you can also hear some doubts.

   When did the purpose of worshiping the Dragon Cult become so straightforward?

   Could it be that you are suspicious of Shangmoduo?

   is testing?

  If this is the case...they must be ready to respond at any time, but also pay attention to concealment, so that Modo cannot be exposed in advance, so as to avoid excessive risks.

   However, Hawke felt that this kind of brain-moving thing should be left to his companions.

   did not continue to forge, and inserted the sword embryo into the ice water. In a burst of smoke, he asked directly, "What should I do?"

   "We are not familiar with the south. Go to Teacher Minnis first. If it is not a green dragon, it means that Modo is exposed. If it is a green dragon, it needs more help."

   "Huh! I don't like old Minnis' white-haired eagle. Aso wants to give it a fireball."

In the voice of   , the two quickly walked out of the blacksmith shop, and the raven got under the hood of the woman.

  …

   Rift Mountains.

   had already received a reply from the old Morgan, convinced that the old man would definitely be able to get the target, so, while the research continued as usual, Isaac also began to rectify his elite army.

   If you want to pull others into the chariot, you must always let people see the future.

   His army is the guarantee of the future.

  Troll Army, Dragon Beast Army, Dragonized Kobold Army, Spellcaster Army, Dragonfly Army...

   During this time, in the depths of the Rift Mountains, the rectification of the monster army has even entered a normal state.

   Seeing the sky, the armored green dragon beast swooped down from time to time.

   Seeing the ground, the fully-armed troll roared and waved his giant stick.

   There are spells from time to time, and even dragon breath covers the battlefield.

   This drill is almost like a real bloodbath.

  The Dragon Castle, which has gradually taken shape, is waiting for the reception of the green dragon. In Beasley's eyes, the flames of desire and ambition are burning deep down.

   He felt more and more that his choice was right!

   He has served a lot of five-colored dragons, but, like this one, with such a regular army, more equipment, such elites, and such a large scale, it can be said that there is not even one.

   So, what is this one missing?

What    lacks are people who have brains, who can command, and who can really make use of this strength in strength!

   "Human Race, Master, please come over."

   A dragon-winged kobold flew over and greeted Beasley quickly.

   After crossing the mountains for a while, it was the last time I met him, and the dragon's nest of the fat man in Gazina.

   "Great King of Green Dragons, thank you for meeting me in person during your busy schedule."

   saw the green dragon over there at a glance, and Beasley bowed to the ground with admiration and enthusiasm on his face.

   This familiar gesture, familiar emotion, quickly aroused Isaac's memory of him.

   Last time, the two leaders of the Dragon Cult here were summoned by him.

   That fat man of the Dragon Queen priest just lowered his head and did not bend his waist.

   But this man came to the ground in a big ceremony, and his expression was sincere and reverent.

   As it is now.

  Although one never only looks at the surface, it is undeniable that the surface impression is also very important.

   "I know you, and I know you, the leader of the Dragon Cult in the Green of Nature Armed Forces. Tell me your purpose."

  Isaac's eyes fell on Beasley, but he didn't let him get up.

  Beasley wasn't ready to get up either, and his five bodies were thrown to the ground, and he said firmly: "I would like to serve Your Majesty! To serve His Majesty's kingdom! To the death!"

   This human race…

  Isaac's eyes couldn't help moving.

   Seriously, this initiative to take refuge must not be considered an accident.

   The Dragon Worship Cult has always worshiped giant dragons. At this time, he took the initiative to join him. If he could be reused, it would obviously have a brighter future than in the Dragon Worship Cult.

   However, if this is taking the initiative to take refuge, whether it is really taking refuge, then you need to think about it!

   The five-color temple and his party, he directly offended the black dragon envoy, the red dragon envoy also had an opinion on him, and the blue dragon envoy approached him on the surface, but it was hard to say behind.

   It was this background that made him only stay there for three days before returning to the Rift Mountains in a hurry.

  Who can guarantee that this human race is not one of the three dragon envoys planning something?

   "If it is a calculation, then the purpose..."

   Thoughts flashed in my heart.

   is nothing more than the art of transformation, or to set foot in his kingdom.

   However, this seems a little too direct.

   He was going to use people from the Dragon Cult, hiding his purpose and lurking in the dark, wouldn't it be better?

  Yes, it should be used!

  Whether it is a real refugee or a calculation, use it first and then talk about it.

   Anyway, his "transformation technique", one is that this person can approach, and the other is that he is approaching, and he can't find the core.

   As for getting involved in his kingdom... If you want to get involved, you have to work hard first. If you work hard, you will naturally be serving him again!

Therefore, if this person can use it well, not to mention Miranda, he can have one more power in the Dragon Worship Cult, even in the kingdom, he can also build a powerful department according to the situation, with both intelligence and force, and There is no need to be like Miranda's secret organization, which obviously has powerful force, but it must be carefully hidden and used carefully.

  Thinking like this, Isaac said in a deep voice, "What can you do for me? What are your plans?"

The voice was in his ears, and Beasley's heart finally settled, and he solemnly replied: "Gan is His Majesty's eagle dog. Like ears and eyes, secretly staring at the enemy and everything. Like claws, cut off tentacles and thorns in the shadows for His Majesty. "

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