If so, what he hates the most.

Ranfrik will definitely choose to stay up late.

The sleep that used to be has become so luxurious now.

What's even more terrible is that when you stay up late, you find that your "boss" can survive even more than you.

Just late at night, Yoll broke into Ranfrik's dormitory.

"I'm not so... I just gave you the plan?"

The subtext is, why are you here again?

Ranfrik dared not have the slightest complaint to reveal his meaning.

Knowing that Yoll has a small notebook, he has tried the taste of being retaliated by Yoll, and he does not intend to try it afterwards.

"Well, I'm just here to see if you sleep soundly. This requires understanding my understanding."

If something goes wrong with Ranfrik's head, he should believe this.

Unfortunately, his head was very normal.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"You don't need to do anything, I just simply find it fun to wake you up."

Are you a devil?

Ranfrik even believed that the essence hidden under the skin of the Yolsaurus was a demon.

"Just kidding." Yoer reiterated.

Ranfrik was not happy.

If "you don't need to do anything" is a joke, then there is something to do.

This is a worst thing for him who is already tired enough.

But as a relative, he could not refuse.

"There is something wrong with your plan," said Yoll.

Ranfrik frowned.

Then he turned on the magic lamp at the head of the bed, took out the spare plan from the drawer, checked it under the light, and looked for something inappropriate inside.

Instead of waiting for his review, Yoll pointed out the inappropriate points.

"It is a problem with the population transport and transportation."

Ranfrik nodded and said, "It seems that according to a world, it is even more dangerous than imagined. Isn't the method of building a teleportation array even working?"

"The teleportation array I constructed cannot be passed by, and the teleportation array they have in the places will take several years to build, which is too long."

Ranfrik didn't think it was long.

Building an empire requires a long time to lay the groundwork.

However, the words of Your Excellency Yoer are correct. If it takes too long, the leak of the plan will also cause deviations.

Ranfrik had planned to continue thinking, but when he thought that when Joel came here, he suddenly seemed to figure it out.

A smart dragon will not run around with a goal.

"So, is Your Excellency Yoll?" Ranfrik asked.

"The Dodorian clan."

Yoll said simply and clearly.

That was his first family member to store.

Hundreds of goblins.

The moment Yole spoke, Ranfrik's eyes showed a clan scene that shocked him.

Although, with his current experience, the shocks that have been in the past are no longer worthy of truth.

But in the Duke Ridge where he once lived, and even within the kingdom, the equipment created by the Dodorian Goblin clan with his hands did break his cognition.

"Your Excellency Yoll means that you plan to let the goblins help you create tools to carry people?"

Just mentioned this, Ranfrik guessed the purpose.

The back of the dragon, especially the back of the adult dragon, can make people stay in a very narrow area. For example, the back of the black dragon looks rough but is actually extremely sharp. If it collides during flight, injury is inevitable. The back of the green dragon has corrosive liquid secreted, the high-temperature body fluids of the red dragon, and various dragon backs will have various problems.

Then the tools to carry people become a way to provide efficiency.

"You are right. I have already passed the qi with Shilong Shivaro. You can go back there. Then bring the goblins here. The construction of the territory here requires their assistance."

In the original Duke Ridge, Yoll set up a trial to help Shivaro solve the trouble in that "bathing water".

So when Yol made the request, Shivaro agreed without making any request.

"Why, Your Excellency Yoll isn't going back by himself?" Ranfrik was puzzled.

Compared to him, Yoll is obviously more appealing to the goblin clan.

And does the time he wasted during this round and round mean that he needs to make up for it with his sleep time?

When Ranfrik thought of this, he wanted to argue.

"This naturally has a very profound meaning in it."

Yoel's words revealed sighs.

Ranfrik couldn't help but wonder, could it be that there was an unknown secret in it?

Just when he thought so, he heard Yoll say.

"You know, I have private property there... but there are still unrobbed treasures here. I am afraid that when I go back there and see the private property, I can't move my wings anymore. It's really hard for a dragon to make such a cruel decision."

So, you came to make things difficult for me.

Ranfrik's mouth twitched.

"So it's up to you, this is the time for me to give you rest."

Ranfrik was not happy at all when he heard the rest.

He just calmly explained: "I have something to do here, too."

"I allow you to make up for your work after you come back."

After adding, these two words were like a knife, sank into Ranfrik's body and hit the vital point.

Sure enough, as he thought.

The so-called rest is the overtime work afterwards.

This was just a further destruction of him.

"This is an activity about magic promotion. The time has been determined and there is no way to modify it. If I go..." Ranfrik deliberately bit and heaviered his voice, "Stop! If so, then this matter can only be added to you, Your Excellency Yoll. For the public, the only familiar people are you and me, and others may affect the promotion effect."

"Okay, then you go and have a rest. I can only help you work."

Ranfrik's mouth twitched even harder when he heard Yole's words.

After agreeing, Yoll thought about it for a while and realized that he knew nothing about the matter.

He threw everything to Ranfrik and did not ask about it any more.

“Where is the time and place to participate in the event?”

Ranfrik naturally took out another document from the drawer.

Facing the documents prepared in advance, Yoer said in shock: "Can you awaken the magic of the rules and magic about time? You have predicted that I have compassion for you and want to give you a rest?"

Please remove the sympathy, Ranfrik complained.

"I don't have that kind of magical talent, I'm just prepared for any event. What I wrote above is the time and location coordinates of the event."

"What should I do?" Yoll asked.

"Just release magic and let others perceive magic," said Ranfrik.

“What level of perception is needed?”

"Just just a small fireball, mainly to show the control power of magic."

Ranfrik specifically explained the word "small" in his opinion.

This is a very simple thing, but... he always feels that it will become less simple in Yole.
Chapter completed!