Corremont was driving the dragon, surrounded by powerful guards.

He approached Yoer carefully and then got closer after confirming that the silver dragon in front of him had no intention of attacking.

Soon, he came to the front of the three nobles.

Yoll also took a few steps back and gave up space for them to talk.

But the rope pulled the three nobles and pulled them together on the ground for a distance.

"Sorry...forgot this."

Yoer untied the rope, grabbed his stomach, and sat on the ground with his butt, staring at the front with his dragon eyes tightly waiting for them to discuss the price of the ransom.

The dragon eyes made Corremont look like a ray of light on his back. He used his eyes to remind the guards who were accompanying him to pay attention, and then walked towards the three of them.

"What's going on with you three...?"

When faced with Corremont's arrival, he raised the doubts.

The three of them couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Especially Rashente, it is hard to describe how embarrassed he was seen by his colleagues whom he was familiar with.

"It's a long story, but... you really made a very appropriate choice." Rashent was not stingy in praise, "It was me who blamed you in the past, and I admire your judgment."

What's going on?

Corremont looked confused.

He has heard a lot of bloated meat balls and greedy for pleasure.

But the judgment is admirable, especially the person who said it is Rashen who criticized him in the past, which is puzzling.

Corremont didn't even know what he was saying.

"Did you...can't accept the stimulation? Something went wrong?" Corremon pointed to his head.

This is no different from directly saying that something is wrong with the mind.

But Rosent had a hot temper but had no intention of getting angry. Looking at the familiar meatball, he felt extremely friendly. He looked at the noble colleague Corremont.

"You know, when I saw you coming with those guys, my heart was so scared that it was about to stop." Rashen breathed a sigh of relief.

Earl of Oluo and Marquis Nickbin also nodded one after another.

After getting along for such a short time, they figured out the essence of this dragon.

Yole, who is kind on the surface, is a dragon with a strong desire for revenge and a very cruel mood.

When they saw the arrival of the kingdom's cavalry, they thought that His Majesty Bliss issued the order to attack. Earl of Oluo and Marquis Nickbin asked Rosent one after another. If the fight broke out, the result would be like this. The answer they got was no exception, that would be that they would lose, and the kingdom's cavalry would be completely defeated.

This dragon has a bad personality, but it can't help but support this bad personality but is extremely powerful.

Rosant, who had commanded the Iron Cavalry, was sure of the Iron Cavalry of the Kingdom's collision with him from the strength shown by Yol, and the result was no exception.

But Corremont didn't know this, and his doubts became deeper.

There was a big question hanging on my head.

Could it be that these nobles were so confused that they were exploited by this dragon.

He brought the Iron Cavalry of the Kingdom. No matter how he thought about it, he would bring a sense of security. How could he be scared?

"I suggest that before we talk, let the doctor come and take a look for you."

Marquis Corremont's words were so similar to their confidence before launching the arrest.

They didn't believe that the silver dragon, which was eight or nine meters tall, could do anything, but the result was... this miserable look.

Thinking of this, the three of them looked at each other and felt that it was necessary to remind Marquis of Corremont.

"Marteur Corremont, let's discuss the ransom issue." Earl Oluo's statement was tactful.

"Meatball..." Rosent subconsciously said the nickname of Marquis Corremont, but when he thought of asking for it, he immediately changed his words, "Marquis Corremont, I think you can just pay the ransom and let us leave, don't do extra things."

Corremont glanced at the two of them, but focused on Marquis Nickbin.

According to His Majesty Bliss' order, how he decides depends on the meaning of Marquis Nickbin.

But His Majesty Bliss did not give any instructions. Corremont dared not say clearly whether he could disclose the spy identity of Marquis Nickbin.

He could only pretend to be calm and asked, "What does Marquis Nickbin mean? I think there is something wrong with their heads."

According to Corremont's intention, it is a matter of overturning the eight or nine-meter dragon with an iron cavalry.

Nickbin raised his white fingers.

With a handsome face, narrowed eyes, he asked in a kind voice: "I think the problem with my brain may be you. Don't do extra things. Just submit the ransom honestly and let us leave."

There is something wrong with this dragon.

He certainly isn't as simple as it seems.

Even though Corremont was a nobleman who was keen on enjoyment, he could detect an abnormality from the reactions of the three.

But just as he was thinking, the guards beside him touched him.

"Marquis..."

Corremon, who was interrupted by his thoughts, showed a look of displeasure, but when he thought that this was still close to the dangerous place of the dragon, he immediately looked back.

In the empty rear, there seemed to be nothing unusual except for the panicked guards.

Marquis Corremon breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the guards, "What's wrong?"

"That dragon..."

"I know not here."

Corremon swept through the surrounding situation and said one step ahead.

The guard nodded, but pointed to the distance, which was the Iron Cavalry's position, "But he is there."

Corremon turned around and looked in the direction pointed by the soldiers. During this period, he saw the helpless expressions of three nobles who could not help. Then he was shocked when he saw the scene.

The cavalry of the kingdom is in a defeat.

The sound seemed to be blocked by some barrier.

But the picture was not blocked. The small dragon came and went freely among the iron cavalry, and defeated the kingdom's cavalry and snatched away the treasure in a flash.

Any dragon carrying treasures on its back was knocked down to the ground without exception, and most of the remaining dragons also landed from the sky and stayed on the ground with trembling trembling.

The soldiers who had been through many battles could no longer command their partners and could only follow the dragon community to the ground.

Corremont was completely stunned. When he realized it, his body was covered with shackles and ropes.

The voices of other nobles came from the side.

"Congratulations, for being a member of us."

"Actually, I always think you are very kind. You are much more pleasing to you now than you usually do."

Oluo dared not make a mockery, but he tacitly gave up a position and signaled Corremont to come here.

At this moment, Corremont finally understood the feelings and abnormal manifestations of these nobles.

"Sir, no... the great Lord Dragon... are you?"

Corremont looked at Joel and asked with luck.

"Rore, you can call me Your Excellency Yoll." Yoll answered his question, "You have a confidant, and this guard looks pretty good, so let him send me another message."

Corremont's luck was broken.

This is really a complete blackmail.
Chapter completed!