There was also silence in the conference room of Aeserey Palace.

Everyone was shocked by that scene. The Warriors killed the dragon. This kind of thing brought a considerable impact on these French people.

After a long time, everyone became relieved. Although Fashion Capital suffered heavy losses, at least it was not as great as it did!

"Go and welcome this dragon slayer, Mr. St. Andre. I don't want him to be taken away by foreign spies!"

The President, who had reacted, quickly shouted to his subordinates, and his subordinates woke up like a dream and hurriedly went to make arrangements.

It was not only the parliament that responded, but also the powerful families of France.

These ancient families sent elite troops almost at the first time to find the blood of dragons scattered on the ground.

Of course, these things are tacit actions by the big families in secret.

On the surface, these big families made a decision in a friendly call.

In the Aesheri Palace, an old man dressed in gentleman went out for a few phone calls, returned to the conference room with a smile, and said to the President who was about to leave:

"Mr. President, I think that the reconstruction and compensation of all the damage caused by the dragon today can be fully undertaken by our families."

The President glanced at the old man deeply: "I hope you can put the country first."

The old man smiled faintly: "President, please rest assured, we just want to gain the friendship of a dragon slayer."

After a pause, the old man continued: "Just like the Tuyumen family in Fusang, they are closer to the extraordinary, that's all."

The President's face remained unchanged, and he just nodded.

At this time, a woman dressed in a clerk hurriedly ran over:

"Mr. President, the phone number of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has been almost blown up, especially since Citigroup has already entered our account with a lot of cash..."

"In addition to cash, they hope to send troops to escort supplies, while providing free assistance to rebuild the fashion capital."

The female clerk said panting, but before she could finish speaking, the old man sneered:

"Our French nobles are not beggars."

"We are enough for any loss caused by the dragon, and it is not the other person's turn to intervene."

The sharp eyes and unanimous tone made the female clerk tremble subconsciously.

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When the nobles were competing to recover for the extraordinary war, the official French army immediately blocked the street representing fashion and frontier after receiving orders from superiors.

A group of Western men in black suits looked at the dragon that still had awe and the man standing on the dragon.

Among the group of people, look at me, and I look at you. Finally, a man with white hair walked out, bowed to Andrei, and spoke slowly:

"Dear Mr. Andre, on behalf of France, I thank Mr. Andre, for all his efforts and sacrifices for France."

"To thank Mr. Andre for his efforts, we have prepared the best medical team in France..."

After a pause, it seemed to be to make the atmosphere easier. The white-haired old man spread his hands and said humorously:

"Of course, I don't think our medical system is stronger than your own methods, but there is no way, this is our sincerity."

"Again, we are preparing for the highest-standard dinner, and hope Mr. Andre can give us a chance to thank you."

On the dragon's back, Andre kept gasping violently.

Hearing this, he raised his head with difficulty, and his pale face made everyone respect him!

You know, Andrei seen on TV is almost a perfect masterpiece of God, but now what about him? He looks depressed!

Around the dark eye sockets, there is significantly loose and pale skin.

However, Andre seemed very satisfied with the kindness France showed.

He forced a smile and said, "Thank you everyone. Although I don't want to contact you so early, there is nothing I can do."

Speaking of this, Andrey, who was shaking up, shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"Jesus's stupid and admirable believer... is really... harmful to people."

Speaking of the old priest, many people showed expressions of approval on their faces.

You know, according to their original analysis, if the old priest had not had the thrust into it, the dragon would have flew over France and appeared on the ocean.

They have investigated the information about the old priest from beginning to end.

Although they don’t understand why the ordinary old priest suddenly possesses extraordinary power, what they can be sure of is that the old priest is the root of all these disasters.

The Qinglong divine power was injected from Fang Lei's body into the dragon's body, maintaining his vitality.

That is the power of the gods, which contains the divine nature of the Lord of the Stars, which is enough to allow the black dragon to recover soon.

"Idiot, surrender to me."

Under the mental power, Fang Lei's voice sounded in the dragon's mind, causing the dragon's closed eyes to open suddenly.

As his eyes opened, the terrifying dragon power made the French people around him subconsciously take a few steps back, and his heart was beating wildly.

Even Andrei drew out the Dragon Slaying Sword as soon as possible, with a cautious look on his face.

"Ao."

With a weak and sad growling, the dragon turned his head and looked at Andre.

Andre seemed to understand his thoughts, and his face was shady and unstable.

The Frenchman, who was not attacked by the dragon, also came back from his fear and looked at Andre, who was obviously in a state of thinking, the nobleman asked with courage:

"Mr. Andre, maybe you need some help now?"

When Andre heard this, he pondered for a moment, then looked up and said without any doubt:

"Just just now, the dragon expressed surrender to me..."

"I decided to save him and make him my mount."

When the white-haired nobleman heard this, his eyes surging. He knew why Andre's face was gloomy just now.

As the culprit of everything, if the dragon does not die and returns to its original state, it will undoubtedly cause an uproar.

But the white-haired nobleman also knew that Andre had made a decision in front of him, and when he made a decision, it meant that he didn't care about ordinary thoughts.

Thinking of this, the white-haired nobleman smiled bitterly in his heart: "It seems that if you want to gain his friendship, you have to help him with the aftermath."

However, the white-haired nobles just smiled bitterly. As the top-level family in France, he knew clearly what the most terrifying weapon of the ruler was.

That is to control public opinion.

Control public opinion.

It means that they want to portray a person as a hero, and he will be a hero.

It also means that they can ruin a person easily and happily.

The French representative who had mastered such power, after thinking about it, smiled and nodded in agreement:

"Although he is a dragon, he is a beast-like thing, because some accidents have caused huge losses to France... but no matter what, it is a good thing that he can be conquered."

The nobleman's smiled words made many people feel shocked. They already knew what to do next.

Because this old man represented the French nobles and also represented the French cabinet.

Andrey had a smile on his pale but cold face, as if he was satisfied with such a decision.

I saw him point the dragon-slaying sword in his hand at the center of the dragon-slaying sword, and sneered:

"I hope you sincerely surrender to me, otherwise I will make your flesh and blood into a pot of dragon broth!"

The dragon nodded, showing amazing wisdom, and was quietly remembered by the agents mixed in the crowd.

"Then, as Mr. Andrei believed me, please hand over the dragon to me for treatment. I will transfer him to a safe place and wait for your treatment."

As he said that, the old man looked around and smiled:

"Although your mighty power is enough to ignore any gossip, France does not want its hero to bear any bad reputation that it shouldn't have."

The old man's voice was neither anxious nor slow, and he was like a gentleman who was considering Andre everywhere.

And just as he finished speaking, before Andre could react, another man in a suit smiled and said:

"My family has the largest logistics company in the fashion capital, and I believe we have enough equipment to safely transfer this big guy."

"Mr. Andre, my family has a manor not far away, and your mount can be placed there to cultivate."

Immediately after the old man with white hair, representatives of various families spoke out, and with a smile on their faces, they seemed to be really considering Andrei.

However, Fang Lei felt like a mirror in his heart. How could he not know that these people were fighting the dragon?

It is normal that some dragon blood dragon scales were collected during transportation.

However, Fang Lei didn't care about this little dragon blood and dragon scales.

As the only god in the real world, the source and master of all spiritual energy, Fang Lei is very happy to see the real world being led by mistake.

He knew very well that with the complete exposure of the dragon slayer Andre to everyone's eyes, the world ushered in an unprecedented change.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult for him to continue his solo show alone, and more people must participate like moths to the flames.
To be continued...