The Defeated Dragon

The fireworks town is very lively, with three trips and thirty big framed ships carrying supplies with serfs, knights and craftsmen, bringing together nearly 8,000 people in this area of Starfire Plains, which is already comparable to the population of some small cities.

When Lister first divided Flower Town, the town had a population of just over a thousand.

Vernal Ink steps toward a new tavern in Fire Town.

“Lord Viscount. ”

“Viscount Vernal. ”

There are many knights in the tavern who don't wear leather coats, greet him in half a lifetime of unfamiliar snake language, and he also responds to them in half a lifetime of unfamiliar snake language.

The official language of Fire Town is Serpentine, and the Great Dragon Knight Lord stipulates that the Knight Class must use Serpentine as their daily language of communication.

As for ordinary civilians, there is no requirement to speak Snake or Feng Language.

In Vernal's heart, Lord, it is clear that this is "de-alcealing”, diluting the Eagle Kingdom label on their knights. But he thought it was more than that, because knights had little loyalty to the kingdom of the eagle, and they were loyal only to their lords.

And the lords of these knights have surrendered to His Majesty the Great Dragon Knight, Lester Flame.

A small number of lords return home after paying their own ransom, forgetting their followers, naturally without the loyalty of the knights. So most of the knights here are committed to the future of the Flaming Nation, and they will certainly be better off as founding ministers than they were before.

Besides, following the great Dragon Knight, this glory is far more than following ordinary lords.

Everyone knows that His Royal Highness Lester is not only a Dragon Knight, but also accompanied by a Magic Wizard, whose flame kingdom is far more powerful than the Grand Duchy of Sapphire and is destined to dominate the Blue Sea. Vernal was loyal to Lester because of that.

After studying simple serpentine on Black Horse Island, he came to Pioneer Town.

As a Sky Knight, he carried several knight squads whose main task was to hunt nearby warcraft and provide security for the slaughter of serfs.

“An authentic black beer.” Vernal put a few silver coins on the table.

The owner of the tavern behind the bar immediately poured a large, slowly creaming black beer out of the barrel and handed it to Vernal: “Enjoy, Viscount. ”

Knock, knock, knock.

Vernal drank a large sip and just felt a cold black beer under his stomach, tired of working all day in the forest, flushed with the beer: “Cool! ”

licked the lips, he added: "It's too expensive! ”

The owner of the tavern said hey hey smile: "These black beers are one of the few luxury items in Fire Town that rely on the hard work of the great lords and the Wizard's Highness to deliver them at a high cost, of course. It is also very costly to ask the magicians to make crushed ice for freezing. ”

Payroll towns are not yet self-sufficient, everything depends on the supply of Black Horse Island, and there is not much room in the cargo slots of the big framed boats for drinks before each beer reaches the sky price.

However, some of the craftsmen travelling to Fireworks are winemakers, who are already collecting wild fruit wines from the forest and will be available for about some time.

“Go on, don't talk to me like that. You're the boss of Blackheart!” Vernal doesn't want to hear this.

The owner of the tavern is also not upset and continues to wipe the glass in his hand. He was an old man in Flower Town, which means he was Lester's earliest inhabitant. As Lester continues to grow, the status of the elderly rises and many of them are managers of the plantation.

Although it does not belong to the ranks of officials, the serfs who run a plantation still have some power.

The owner of the tavern turned into a businessman because he didn't want to continue planting the fields, and finally followed Lester to Payroll Town to open the tavern.

Business is on fire.

Of course, the tavern pays taxes.

Lester allowed the tavern to exist at a time of scarcity of supplies to live in Fire Town, one to provide the knights with a place to relax and the other to reclaim the rewards given to them. He doesn't care how much money he has, he cares if it flows.

Money can only be generated if it flows.

If Fire Town had no place to spend and enjoy, he gave the knights more gold coins, and the knights couldn't lift their heads. Give them gold coins and then earn them back, not only to mobilize motivation, but eventually to return to his lord.

Wouldn't it be lovely?

Fortune keepers don't get home.

The twilight glow poured out the window into the tavern, and the knights' noisy cries quickly silenced the ravens, followed by all the knights' messy standing up and bowing to the English figure who slowly walked in at the door.

Even the Viscount of Vernal stood up and saluted with all the knights: "Your Highness! ”

“Go on with your business, don't be polite, I'm just here for a drink.” Those who enter the doorway are the owners of Lister-Flavor Islands, the rulers of the Sea of Shells, the future monarchs of the Land of Flames, who have just woken up and left, and are currently the sole masters of Firewood Town.

After finishing their etiquette, the knights sat down, but when the lord arrived, he kept them quiet and did not dare to make any loud noises.

Vernal was also nervous, and although Lester was only nineteen years old, his majesty made him feel frightened and frightened.

You know, the young man in front of him killed a Dragon Knight himself in the Battle of Dragon Slaughter!

Murder Herr!

Compared to Vernal's nervousness, the owner of the tavern was much more relaxed and greeted with a warm smile: "Your Highness, are you here or your favorite wheat beer? ”

“Yes, an iced wheat beer.” Lister sat down after cleaning the bench from the knight.

He comes to this tavern for a beer once in a while this summer.

The tavern owner opened the cabinet, flipped a bucket out of the innermost box, carefully unscrewed the lid, poured a glass of wheat beer, respectfully served to Lester: "Your Highness, your wheat beer. ”

Lister took the glass and took a shallow sip.

A gold coin has long been removed from the knight and placed on the table - wheat beer is pricey because the ingredients and brewing process are the best and are made from recipes bought specifically from the Beer Island family of hay.

Cool wheat beer with light bitterness and a good taste.

Lister loves this beer.

Had it not been for the space ring filled with all sorts of more important materials, he would certainly have brought several barrels of wheat beer to relieve the summer heat. There are only three space rings in Nai Ho, I really can't put beer in this material, I can only come to the tavern in Fire Town to solve it.

Speaking of which, he had an invisible dragon, but no more space gems.

The reason is simple: the condensation of space gems is different from the general gemstone deposits, and the intangible dragon consumes the direct condensation of space superdemons.

Perhaps that's why it's a sacred dragon, not a gemstone dragon.

Lester didn't have the nerve to let the intangible dragon consume space superdemons to congeal space gems, and the intangible dragon's growth was more important - of course, the intangible dragon would actively consume space superdemons to congeal space gems at its height, and wait for Lester to prepare a smoked tobacco meal next time before it's too late to claim space gems.

Drop the glass.

Lester turned around and looked at Vernal: "Viscount Vernal, is the work going well? ”

“Very well, Your Highness.” Vernal replied with caution.

“Relax, it's off-duty, we're all part of the pub.” Lister laughed, "Flame Island's development isn't going to be done overnight, and we're all going to be stuck in this forest for the next few years. But when the fields are ripe, the island will be our wildest home. ”

Finish talking.

Lister picked up the glass and showed Vernal and the knights in the tavern: "Cheers for a wonderful tomorrow, for building our own home! ”

The knights cried out: "To the glory of Your Highness! ”