Ch. 139 - The Warning in the White Castle

The white dragon lord and King Baines XXI each expressed their own demands regarding the distribution of interests in the overseas islands. Except for peaceful coexistence, they didn't reach an agreement and made no other substantial progress.

After tasting the special delicacies of Lowe Kingdom, the white dragon flapped its wings and hovered in the air, bidding his final farewell to the King of Lowe below.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your hospitality and I look forward to meeting you next time."

King Baines XXI was surrounded by the crowd, and the strong wind generated by the flapping wings blew the king's shoulder-length blond hair, as he looked up at the white dragon in the sky.

"I also look forward to meeting again with His Excellency Amos, and hope that Your Excellency will bring me good news next time."

Amos nodded slightly, flapped his wings, and soared into the air, flying towards the high altitude beyond the reach of the crossbow arrows. Although he didn't think that the soldiers on the Lowe wall would shoot at him, it was always right to be cautious.

Looking at the clouds that had merged with the dark and the disappearing white dragon, King Baines XXI's face was expressionless and he turned to ask his guardian knight.

"Masefield, what do you think of the strength of this white dragon?"

"He's very strong, in one on one combat, I don't have any confidence to win against him, and the most terrifying thing is that this white dragon is only in his youth, and his magical power fluctuation is so powerful that it is simply unheard of."

The voice of the legendary guardian knight revealed unprecedented dignity.

"If nothing else, decades later, the Nordhill continent will have one more existence that we can only look up to."

The King of Lowe nodded, deeply agreeing with the legendary knight's words, and at the same time sighed gloatingly, "I'm afraid Pavran kicked the iron plate this time."

King Baines XXI fell into deep thought, thinking about how to use this conflict to fight the enemy, and at the same time, to further increase the relationship between the Lowe Kingdom and the White Castle. With a hot investment object, the earlier the investment, the greater the gain, so he would naturally not let go of this good opportunity.

(ED: Baibao will be named as White Castle from now on.)

Amos flew in the sky, thinking about the situation of White Castle, and the death of the sea caller who hated humans, causing the surrounding human kingdoms to have bad thoughts about the overseas islands.

Even the Lowe Kingdom that had made friends with White Castle was the same, otherwise the King of Lowe would not test Amos' tone again and again.

In the face of sufficient interests, the friendship between the two forces would be fragile. Only real powerful force could deter them and potential enemies, shielding the interests of White Castle.

Therefore, he allowed them to perceive that the white dragon was not weak. He did not hide his surging magic power and showed his strong side in the Royal Palace. Amos believed that the intelligent human king would reconsider the relationship with White Castle.

Amos was in deep thought while flying.

Under the moonlit sky, a white dragon spread out its huge wings, flew above the clouds, and rushed in a certain direction.

When the first sunlight shone on the earth at dawn, Amos saw the hazy White Castle through the gaps in the clouds.

A part of blazing sun appeared on the horizon, and the sunlight that it emitted seemed to be red, shining on the white dragon as he rapidly lost altitude, giving him a golden-red halo. Soon, he landed on the dragon platform in the White Castle.

The ogre guards discovered that the shadow descending from the sky was the master of the White Castle, and put away their vigilance. Holding heavy hammers, maces and other heavy weapons, they knelt on one knee, and welcomed the return of the white dragon lord.

The white dragon lord passed the ogre guards and walked towards the White Castle’s hall. At the same time, through the follower contract, he notified the monster leaders to come to the hall for a meeting.

The white dragon on the throne did not wait long, the monster leaders of the major races quickly rushed to the White Castle’s hall and separated on both sides.

Seeing the last member's arrival, Amos said, "Did any important things happen during the time I left the White Castle?"

Gulgaru, the chief steward of the White Castle, stiffened his head and said, "Master, there are more than a dozen more corpses in the woods, but the White Castle still lacks a few dinner plates."

In the past few years, since the White Castle became famous, the tree had attracted the wind, and thieves had taken advantage of the opportunity when dragon siblings fell into sleep. Most of the thieves were eliminated by the monster guards outside.

While the few that successfully sneaked into the White Castle, 80% died under the endless magic traps on the second floor of the White Castle, or was discovered by Randyn and Scarlett's keen sense of smell, and died under the dragon attacks.

Only a small number of thieves who could control and suppress greed succeeded in taking away the pure gold tableware and candlesticks in the White Castle, and returned to the human world. After some bragging, they attracted more thieves to the white castle.

The halfling chef kept complaining about the reduction of tableware, and Amos was furious and ordered every thief caught to be hanged in the woods around the white castle as a warning to outsiders, and this evil trend was stopped. Though, there were still a small number of thieves who did not give up.

Amos exhaled a stream of white air from his nostrils. It was obvious that he was very annoyed by these thieves, but it was not the time to lose his temper. He signaled the others to continue.

The head of White Scale City, Old Blind, "Other than another large murloc tribe taking refugee, no other major events have happened in White Scale City."

Today, the sea caller was dead. Among the murloc forces in the overseas archipelago, the White Scale family was the only one left. Every day there were new murloc lone rangers, or an entire murloc tribe, traveling all the way to the territory of the white dragon, trying to become a subordinate at the White Scale City.

Among these foreign murlocs, there were even three master-level murloc professionals, but they were not directly used by the White Castle, and was regarded as ordinary murlocs, so they could only make enough credit for their status to be promoted in White Scale City.

Of course, the strong could eat wherever they go. With their own powerful strength, these strong murlocs had quickly proved their value in the war of foreign expansion and obtained a position that matched their strength.

Amos didn't care about the news that the murloc tribe had joined.

"How much control does White Castle have over the overseas islands?"

Bucky Darkscale came out: "The murlocs have been successfully controlled. Almost all the important waters of the overseas archipelago, every important node, has been dispatched with personales to take control of the station."

Hogg River Claw: "The cleanup of the island is also progressing smoothly. There was almost no decent resistance. Several tricky medium-sized ogre tribes, led by Gulgaru, came forward and successfully persuaded them to join the White Castle."

Amos nodded in satisfaction. The ogre’s persuasion required fists and sticks, but he did not care about these intermediate processes. As long as the result was good, everything was well, and he looked like the last one, Old Jimmy.

Old Jimmy: "The cavemen are understaffed. These newly conquered islands have hardly been effectively developed, but I just received some good news last night. The murlocs found out when they were exploring the waters around the main island of Kumlinge: A large mythril vein!"

"What?! Large mythril vein!"

When the hall was in uproar, the white dragon was also taken aback. Mithril was an extremely rare magic metal. It was lighter than a feather, stronger than dragon scales, and had excellent magic conductivity. It was used to create all kinds of magic equipment and various enchantments. It was one of the best materials.

Mithril belonged to the kind of hard currency that could be sold at any time in the entire multiverse. As long as the quantity was sufficient, it could even exchange legendary equipment with foreign merchants, which was much better than gold coins.

It was precisely because of its extremely high value that it had always been an important strategic resource that the major forces had been competing for. With the current strength of White Castle, it was simply unrealistic to resist pressure from many areas and defend a large mithril mine.

"Where is the insider of this matter now! Never let this news leak out!"

"Master, don't worry, I have blocked the news in time, and this large mythril vein is hidden deep in the trench, it is difficult for outsiders to find, and only murlocs can mine it."

"The insiders of this incident, apart from everyone here, are only three murlocs who grew up in White Scale City. The credit for this incident is enough for the owner to bestow the White Scale. A few of them are now guarded by the dragonborn in the White Castle. They are just waiting for the honor of the master.”

Old Jimmy worked carefully, and Amos nodded in satisfaction, planning to convert a few meritorious murlocs into followers after the council was over.

"Very well, I was very surprised by this news. I also have a surprise waiting for the murlocs, the great changes that the murlocs are about to usher in."

Amos immediately announced the "Murloc Evolution Plan". Old Blind, Old Jimmy, and Bucky Darkscale and all the murlocs responded positively.

"The Lowe Kingdom and the Pavran Kingdom have always been at odds, as long as... . "

Seeing Old Jimmy who paused because of his consideration, Amos encouraged him, "Whatever you want to say, just keep talking."

Old Jimmy was calm, and continued to speak, "As long as the master promises a part of the benefits, you can definitely persuade King Lowe to deal with the Pavran Kingdom together. After all, master, it will not be easy to deal with two legends at once."

Old Jimmy's words were very euphemistic, not only uncomfortable, even if the white dragon was rampant, he would not be so arrogant that he thought he could deal with two human legendary professionals at the same time.

One must know that humans were not half assed legends such as Sea callers. Human legendary professionals generally had a complete inheritance, otherwise they would not be able to reach the legend.

And human beings wete the race that was best at using tools, potions, scrolls, magic equipment, etc. It could greatly improve their strength.

In addition, the Kingdom of Pavran inherited for thousands of years and did not fall. If the royal treasury did not collect one or two pieces of legendary equipment, the white dragon would not believe it.

After listening to Old Jimmy's analysis, Amos praised, "Very good, Old Jimmy's analysis is very good."

Looking at the other followers who bowed their heads and said nothing, Amos warned seriously.

"You have to remember that for the entire continent, White Castle's power is only third-rate. When encountering things, don't always think of solving them through violence the first time. You must use your brains. In addition to looking for the enemy's weaknesses, We must also analyze our own situation and know ourselves and the enemy, so that we can achieve the fruits of victory."

The series of victories in the overseas archipelago had caused the monster leaders to lose their due vigilance, so the white dragon must remind them to figure out their own position.

"Yes!"

The morale of the followers that was low said with relief as Amos was full of confidence.

"Don't worry too much. Just do what you should do. Even if Pavran uses two legendary professionals, today's White Castle is not afraid!"

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