No one objected to this opinion.

But they set their sights on Joel.

Yole, who defeated Bras, had the power to easily defeat them.

Many people from the tribe focused on Naris, who was also standing here.

The terrifying silver dragon in front of me was brought by Naris.

"Naris... How about discussing with him and letting him hand Brass over to us?"

"I think you can just ask His Excellency Joel directly," said Naris.

The leader of the tribe can be said to be a unique character in the tribe.

But now I'm a little confused.

Yoll is terriblely powerful.

They were afraid that their tongue would be misleading for a moment, which led to the arrival of a catastrophe.

"We are worried about saying the wrong thing, after all, dragons have many taboos."

"There are many taboos for people." Babe was inspired.

Originally, when Baron Bieber came, he came for his ancient dragon seed Tibula.

To be more precise, it is the solicitation situation.

Because of his misunderstanding, the situation of solicitation was gone, and only the situation of rebellion remained.

If Yoll hadn't defeated Brass, Babe would have even considered abandoning his tribe and despair.

"Master Babe, why are you back?" Naris jokingly.

Although there was no real escape.

But he abandoned the tribe staff, but the action of escaping happened in front of everyone.

Any explanation seems pale and powerless here.

If the other commanders were not here, Babe was sure that the people in his tribe would have launched a fight against him.

Naris's joke comes from here.

"Don't talk sarcastically, we should consider Baron Bieber now, otherwise we can't escape." Babe said.

"It's actually very simple... Just take out the treasure and trade it," said Naris.

After the commanders were silent, they looked at each other.

The meaning revealed in your eyes is the same, you can take it out.

Neither of them would be willing to take out the treasures of their tribes for transactions.

After all, treasures are hard objects here, and can be traded to food, clothing and weapons.

While everyone was pushing each other, Banluocha spoke out.

Without considering Yoer, Banluocha, who was driving the ancient dragon species Persian, became the largest voice among them.

"Stop fighting, everyone hand over the treasure they carry."

The few people looked ashen, but some people breathed a sigh of relief.

Among the people with a gray face, Babe is.

"It seems that people from personal gain will carry their treasures on their bodies." Naris smiled.

"...So, how about the transaction by Naris?"

Babe also wants to cheat Naris once, and speaking more will lead to the risk of breaking more taboos.

Under normal circumstances, few people would be willing to talk to dragons. Every dragon has something that they hate, but the things that they hate are not the same.

Naris did not refuse.

After spending a few days with Yoll, I have known what kind of dragon he is.

It can be said that as long as there is no problem with treasure, he is a kind dragon.

When Naris walked towards Yol with the treasures gathered by the crowd, Yol also noticed Naris coming, or he smelled the treasures.

"Well, are you doing something to me?" asked Yoll, "If I remember correctly, you still owe me some treasures, even though you made Narnia pay it back."

The commanders looked at Naris with strange eyes, and the look was saying, "So you are such a person!"

Naris's old face turned red.

Narnia rubbed her eyes with some grief.

"My Excellency Yoll, I want to make a deal with you."

"You want to trade with me...? Tell me."

Yoll's dragon eyes shone brightly and he stared at Naris tightly.

"Use these treasures to exchange for the dragon you defeated."

Yoer widened his dragon's eyes, that's that simple?

"No problem, from now on, this dragon will be yours."

Brass struggled to leave.

Yoll conducted after-sales service and slapped Brass to the ground with a strong claw.

"But I'm very surprised, why do you buy this dragon?"

If the dragon is valuable, Yoll has to find a way to sell the dragon in the territory.

Naris did not hide it, but told the truth truthfully.

“So that’s what it is…”

Yoll was a little disappointed.

This is not explained by the fact that the dragon is valuable.

Instead, in order to cover up the matter, they are ready to kill the dragon and silence the slaughter and frame them.

"The Baron you mentioned is not a low-level nobleman? He has a lot of treasures."

Yoll, who has some understanding of the concept of aristocrats, is very clear that the higher the aristocrats, the richer they are.

But from Bieber, he plundered to a very alarming number.

"...Barl Bieber commanded this area, including bustling towns and seventy-eight tribes." Naris explained patiently.

There are as many as one million residents in the town.

The number of people in the tribe is as small as tens of thousands, and the number is as small as hundreds of thousands.

Such a number of rulers will naturally create amazing wealth.

"So that's it." Yoll nodded, then patted his paws and said, "I've decided."

"Did you decide?" Naris was as unclear as ever.

Yole always makes confusing decisions and has no way to think about his logical thinking.

"Yes! I decided!"

Yoll slapped his paws with joy.

The dragon's face shows expectations for a better future.

"I found a way to earn treasure, and this is something you need."

Although it is still unclear, Naris will still express his opinion.

"I will do my best to help."

Yoll shook his head, "You don't need your help."

The inconsistent statement made Naris feel abrupt.

Faced with his confusion, Yoll explained, "Just just lend me your son."

"What? Borrow your son."

Naris' confusion became deeper and he hadn't reacted yet.

Joel grabbed Narnia, who was still creating sympathy in a state of grief.

"Do you want to be a baron?"

“Eh…?”

Narnia made a strange sound with a dazed look on her face.

The expression on his face interprets a meaning - he doesn't understand it.

"It's okay, I will arrange it. You just need to stand in front of you," said Yoll.
To be continued...