Scales of Eternal Order

“Of course, this lord of the Dragon Nest. I, Epicurus, fulfill my duty to pay tribute to the great Legendary, Lord Thunderbolt, Lord Salota, and his tribe, although My respect has never diminished, but because of these damn gangsters, the gifts I used to express my respect have been greatly lost. Now my caravan really needs more shelter.” Guessing the identity of the teenager in front of me, The businessman organized his words carefully.

Ques weighed the weight of the javelin in his hand. It was clear that the chief’s son’s weapon was much better than his men. Even the javelin used as a consumable weapon has an all-metal spear head. It is estimated that the chain mail on this businessman can not prevent such a penetrating weapon.

“You are a smart person, a businessman, carefully check your signed legal documents or agreements with Dragon Nest, etc., according to the old dragon’s habit, there must be such a contract, and it says Shelter your caravan, but there is absolutely no guarantee that you will survive this one. Think about how much Gold Coin you can spend to block such a sharp javelin. We still have some time.” The blue dragon pretending to be a greedy threat. He threw the javelin on the sand, and the huge force penetrated the javelin completely into the ground, leaving only a small hole in it.

The dialogue between Ques and Epicurus is not the human lingua franca of this World, but a kind of Dragon Language commonly used by some dragonborn tribes that guard the dragon’s nest. Hacknan, the son of the elf chief, does not understand , But seeing the two people talking about something in front of them less than ten steps away, apparently ignoring them.

The shame brought by the strong self-esteem suppressed the panic in the face of this weird human teenager. Hacknan clenched the scimitar in his hand, squeezed the hexapod war horse under his hip, and continued Charged to the leader of the caravan and the mysterious teenager who was talking to him.

Desperately charge, never flinch. You die, I can live. This is the last piece of war wisdom that father gave him, and Hacknan is convinced.

Ten steps, five steps, a close sprint, and the speed of the hexapod is blessed by heaven. Just when Hacknan felt that he would be able to let his beloved sickle-blade sword taste the flesh and blood of the young man, he saw that the young man took out something calmly, and then pointed to himself.

It seems to be a weapon, perhaps a crossbow arrow, but the bow arm is not seen, only two dark cylinders are decorated with embossed patterns on them.

There was a “peng” sound. Before hearing the sound, it was a burst of fire, which spurted out of a cylinder of the strange weapon. Hacknan’s six-legged horse seemed to hit a siege hammer head-on, and the huge penetration force directly tore the leather protective gear and the muscles under the protective gear on the chest of the hip horse. Although there was no way to see it, Hacknan could imagine the internal organs of his mount ruptured, and warm blood spurted out of the mount’s eyes, nostrils, ears, and even anus like a fountain.

The huge stopping effect, forcibly stopped the horse’s footsteps. Under the sudden inertia, Hacknan couldn’t even control his landing. He rolled forward and the landing point was actually in Ques. Underfoot. Before the Chief’s bullet stood up and was ready to continue fighting, he received a kick on the head, and the elf “Prince” fainted directly.

Ques stepped on the “captive” with one foot and looked towards Epicurus playfully, as if to say: This is my sincerity, and your share depends on your own performance.

In fact, Blue Dragon wiped himself a cold sweat that did not exist in his heart, “Sure enough, he is still the master of human stroke. He clearly aimed at people, but hit the horse.”

Looking at the stubborn six-legged war horse that was still struggling in a pool of blood, Ques quietly aimed carefully at the head of the horse, and ended the beast with another bullet from the “Wailer” double-barreled shotgun s pain.

“Well, it’s dangerous. Fortunately, the fixed target did not miss the target… This Spear Art may be rescued.” Holding this antique weapon found in Kotmann’s operating room with one hand For the collection, Ques was a little smug without a trace.

“Hey, how are you thinking?”

“Uh, sir, I am willing to provide some goods worth 2000 silver kai as compensation, hoping to get you Take action and help me suppress these damn elven sand bandits. I will treat them all as the humblest slaves to the great thunderbolt lord.” Epicurus seemed to be attracted by the weapons used by Ques and seemed to want to say Something.

Ques right hand holding the handle of the “Wailer”, the gun body slapped down on the left hand, and said in a pun: “Businessman, I am really surprised by your greed. “

“No, no, please believe in my sincerity. I…”

“4000 Silver Kate, these elves are pretty good warriors, as slaves, you have “Earn,” Ques stopped the businessman’s urge to explain with his gun: “In addition, each of them has a war horse, and how much they live in the end is settled on the basis of 50 silver kate. Remember Silver Coin or other equivalent items. Accept.”

Without waiting for the merchants to bargain, Ques lifted the spell mimicry amidst the exclamation of the surrounding people and the fearful cry of the horse.

A sturdy blue dragon appeared on the sand dunes.

Epicureus will come to the Dragon’s Nest territory every year to do business. Naturally, he has seen a creature like a blue dragon, but he dare to say that this blue dragon is covered with indigo blue scales, although it is not him. The largest one I have ever seen, but it is definitely the strongest looking, none of them

When this terrifying creature, tilt this huge head slightly, squinting the dark golden eyes. When he asked himself, “What do you think?”, the businessman completely lost the courage to bargain for his own interests.

Looking at the businessman shrinking and agreeing to all the requirements he had made before, Ques, the blue dragon, couldn’t help but think:

Sure enough, no matter where he got there, it was a society that looked at faces.

…

When “Death Charge” faced a blue dragon, “Death” proved to be just digging its own way.

Taking the chief’s son as a hostage captive, his Anda warriors naturally quickly gave up resistance. In the battlefield under the sand dunes, there was no chanter who could control the sound and words. The elves were crushed under the blow of the three brothers of Ogre, and were already on the verge of collapse.

Don’t blame the blue dragon Ques for sighing “look at the face”. It didn’t take long for the hideous dragon body to appear on the top of the sand dune, and the battle was vanished.

The elves of Ash World may really be stronger than their physiques in the other world. Hacknan, who suffered a severe head injury and was stunned, woke up soon after the battle, but at this time his Both hands and feet were tightly bound by kenaf ropes, and it took some effort to get up.

“You’d better be obedient and listen to others saying that you are the fourth child of a tribal chief. I have ordered the release of a few prisoners to report to your father. If he can show his identity with you With matching belongings, your freedom can still be expected.”

The blue dragon is now transformed into a human juvenile again, sitting on the cushion originally belonging to Epicurus while trying to make an antique gun. The “Wailer” is doing maintenance, while waiting for the merchant to check the number of newly acquired slaves and warhorses so that they can pay a commission to themselves.