"This is called conquest. After three years of development and education, it should be called this word, right? I heard this from our leader, Skye Black. He said that this is how the Black Dragon King made those dragon-born maids obedient. Now Ryze listens to me very much. By the way, Ryze is his name. In the past, when I came home from hunting, Ryze would even cook for me. It's a pity."
"What's a pity?"
"It's a pity that Ryze is a man and can't have children, alas." Cuba was a little regretful, but this regret did not last long, and he quickly cheered up again.
"But Ryze said that there is a spell called 'Gender Transformation' among the spells. As long as you learn this spell, you can change your gender and have children." Cuba looked forward to it.
Gray was silent.
He feels that what he sees and recognizes today is much more exciting than his life in the past few decades.
"Brother Gray, you don't have to be envious. Now that we have walked out of the dark forest and come to the human country, are we still afraid that there will be no women? Now that we are here, you could have as many women as you want." Cuba saw Gray being silent and thought he was in a low mood and missed women, so he quickly comforted him.
"I don't." Gray originally wanted to say that he was not envious, but he couldn't say the words.
As the leader of the tribe, it is powerful. Isn't it easy to want a woman?
The female trolls in the tribe stood and let him pick as he pleased!
But when he thought of those dirty and smelly female trolls in the tribe, although there were also beautiful female trolls, he thought of halflings, humans, and humanoid monsters with thin skin and tender flesh. They often have two sets of aesthetics: one is their own. In terms of race, humans think female trolls are uniformly ugly, but in the eyes of trolls, there are also beautiful women among female trolls.
The other set is for other humanoid races. For example, trolls can fully appreciate the beauty of humans, halflings, orcs, and even tauren and other races.
But in terms of aesthetics, the dragon has to be the strongest. They feel beauty and ugliness in all living beings.
A group of muscle monsters chatted and spanked, but they made the tavern owner and waiter miserable.
From the beginning until now, the cold sweat that broke out was enough to fill a bottle of wine.
"These monsters are so good at drinking." The tavern owner stood in the basement, looking at the wine that was missing, half of it gone, and his heart was bleeding.
Those barbecued meats were okay, they were all caught from the farms of the town's nobles, not the tavern owner.
The tavern owner's face was livid, and his fists were clenched and relaxed. He was also a retired adventurer himself, not weak in strength, and an intermediate professional. If he resisted, he thought of the terrifying and suffocating group of people in the tavern. The muscle monsters thought about the corpses of the professionals who had resisted in the past few days, piled up in the square, and the anger in his heart finally subsided.
"Alas." The tavern owner shook his head and chose to give up the struggle.
As time passed, the wilderness plains gradually calmed down, and the division of forces became clear.
The northern part of the wasteland was occupied by centaurs, and these centaurs also gathered a large army, preparing to seize the southern border city of the Albit Kingdom. In the face of the threat of centaurs, although the kingdom's reaction was slow, because of the wilderness plains acting as a buffer zone, it bought time for the kingdom's side. A large army quickly gathered at the border giant city 'Portman', and with the centaurs, the army of men and horses confronted each other. The atmosphere was tense, and a large-scale war conflict could occur at any time.
The central part of the wasteland is occupied by the Queen of Darkness, Lyanna, who claims to be a nation and is known as the Nest of Darkness. The land area is about 200,000 square kilometers, and she rules hundreds of thousands of humans and tens of thousands of monsters.
As the reputation of the Queen of Darkness spread, monsters in the corners of the wasteland that had previously avoided humans gathered excitedly toward the Nest of Darkness, intending to seek refuge and build a kingdom of monsters together.
The southern part of the wasteland is occupied by the dragon nest monsters under Barbatos; only a few knew this fact. Of course, this is in secret, but on the surface, it is ruled by the Sieglinde family.
This news also made the Redbud Archduke of the Kass Principality extremely furious. After receiving the news, he sent out the recently replenished Redbud Knights and an army of 30,000 troops overnight to go north to annihilate the rebellious Sieglinde family.
But in fact, although the Redbud Knights and the 30,000-strong army came to the border, they had no intention of launching an attack on the Sieglinde family. Instead, the army remained motionless in the border city of Visalia.
For this, the Sieglinde family is somewhat fortunate.
If the Duke of Kass really comes over, regardless of victory or defeat, it is certain that their family's strength will suffer heavy losses.
In terms of mid-range combat power, the Sieglinde family will not be afraid of the Kass Principality. After all, the family, plus the monster warriors from Dragon Nest, can directly crush the Kass Principality in terms of mid-range combat power.
But in terms of high-end combat power, if the Principality of Kass sends a master-level professional, it will make the Sieglinde family uncomfortable.
And if the Grand Duke of Bauhinia goes out to fight in person, then only the master can fight against it. As for the master taking action personally, the Sieglinde family did not hold out hope.
After so many years of contact, they have long understood the character of the Black Dragon King. He is very stubborn and does not care much about the casualties of his subordinates, at least that's what they thought.
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The town of Plos, Witt Castle.
"The reason why Grand Duke Bauhinia did not attack us should be for the purpose of making the Nest of Darkness and the Sieglinde family fight and to reap the maximum benefits."
In the southern part of the wasteland, in Witt Castle outside the town of Prolos, Roy and a group of family executives were analyzing the current situation.
The territory here was originally a baron fief given to Master Witt by the Duke of Bauhinia.
Now, after the Sieglinde family rebelled against the Principality of Kass, this town has become their family's home base.
From a geographical point of view, Prolos Town is very close to the southern part of the Dark Forest. It is separated from the border city of the Principality of Kass, Visalia, by a large buffer area. There are also Darknest and Centaurs to the north to protect Prolos Town from trouble from the kingdom. This geographical location can be said to be the safest place in the wilderness plains.
From the perspective of population and economy, the Sieglinde family consciously moved more people to Prolos Town within a few years. Prolos Town now has a population of nearly 50,000. If the population of scattered villages around the town is included, it's almost 60,000. A town of this size can actually be called a city.
And as the town of Prolos is known as the town of wilderness adventurers, the number and quality of adventurers here is also the largest. Coupled with the invasion of the Centaurs and the Dark Nest, some adventurers who originally made a living in the northern and central parts of the wasteland now gather here, further promoting the prosperity of Prolos Town.
"Don't worry about the Principality of Kass for the time being. According to the current situation, it will not be of any benefit to them if the Redbud Archduke destroys our Sieglinde family. In their eyes, they had to deal with the monsters before they deal with us. On the contrary, we will have to face the pressure from the Nest of Darkness and the Centaur Clan at the same time. When we return, come to the construction of the territory."
In the castle hall, Roy, as the patriarch of the family, looked around and said calmly.
In the hall, dozens of core family members gathered together. They nodded in agreement after hearing the words and then turned the topic to the construction and development of the territory.
"Now the population size of Prolos Town has reached the basic requirements of a city, but the city walls, towers, and some infrastructure cannot keep up. I suggest that we recruit a group of mage apprentices in the territory to speed up the construction of Prolos Town. In addition, the combined population of all the territories under our control in the southern part of the wasteland is only half a million people. Population is the foundation, so in the future, we must not only preach more children and more fertility, but it is best to deepen our connections with those of the slave-catching teams to get more young people."
"Nowadays, the number of adventurers in our territory has increased sharply. We must pay attention to safety management and control, and the number of tasks issued must also increase reasonably. Otherwise, these adventurers will not make money here, and eventually, these adventurers will run away, and it accounts for at least half of our income source. So it would be a great loss."
"I also have a suggestion. Now that the situation has stabilized, the wilderness cannot make major changes in a short period of time. We must seek to develop new territories. I think we can carve out a city in the Dark Forest."
This last suggestion was made by Wilson. As Roy's youngest son, he is also the most gifted junior in the family, and the second senior professional in the family besides Patriarch Roy. His words attracted the attention of everyone present.
Roy touched his beard, looked at Wilson, and said with some surprise, "Wilson, why do you have such an idea?"
How difficult is it to build a city in a Dark Forest? Just trying to solve environmental factors requires a lot of energy and resources. Wilson's idea is somewhat fanciful.
This is also the subconscious thought of everyone here. No, except for Master Witt, who often goes in and out of the Dark Forest. After hearing Wilson's words, his heart suddenly moved, his eyes lit up, and he felt that Wilson's proposal seemed to be really possible.
And Wilson didn't show off, looked around, and said bluntly,
"This is not a purely human city. I think we can build a multi-racial mixed city. Over the past few days, you have also seen the quality of the Dragon Nest monster warriors. In addition to being a little more barbaric in their actions, compared with humans in other aspects, they are... let's just say more pure, and there's not much pressure when talking.
Moreover, I often go in and out of the Dark Forest, have been to the Black Blood Valley, and have also been to the Mountain Stream Territory. They are still in a backward tribal model. If our Siglinde family can change the backward model of Dragon Nest, we will be able to do so in the next ten years. The power of Dragon Nest will be expanded five or even ten times within the year, and our family will also be able to gain huge benefits from it. The construction of Dragon Nest City involves all aspects. As newcomers to the game, this is a huge piece of land that no one else is competing with us for. This cake, not to mention if the city were to fall, we can escape there. I don't think even the Duke could follow us there."
Wilson said everything he was thinking and then looked at the others with some anxiety, mainly looking at his father.
Some people opened their mouths to say something but saw that Patriarch Roy was still deep in thought, so they chose to remain silent.
After a while, a voice came from the main seat,
"It's a good idea." Roy's eyes revealed his admiration for his son Wilson without any concealment. Seeing the smile on Wilson's face, he suddenly changed his tone and said,
"This idea is quite good. If this thing is done well, our Siglinde family will prosper for at least hundreds of thousands of years. However, Wilson, this thing seems simple, but it may be more difficult to actually do it. It's harder than building a giant human city from scratch."
"Father, no matter how difficult it is, I want to try it." Wilson was silent for a moment and said firmly.
His eyes burned with ambition. He became a senior professional at the age of twenty-seven, and with his rich experiences over the years, he gradually began to feel that the Siglinde family was too small, the Wilderness Plain was too small, and the Principality of Kass was too small!
All in all, Wilson felt that as a young, capable, and talented person, he must make an earth-shattering career.
'The bloodline of Lord Black Dragon King is the best catalyst. If we make good use of this, our Dragon Nest force will become one of the overlords of the continent in as fast as decades or as slowly as a hundred years,' Wilson thought to himself.
Wilson saw further and more clearly.
Instead of caring about the immediate interests of the family, it is better to work hard to promote the "big tree" behind the family, so that the "big tree" can thrive and flourish, thereby giving feedback to the family.
"Well, you will be responsible for carrying out this matter. All the resources and manpower in the family can be mobilized." Roy looked deeply at his youngest son and said slowly.
This decision was made, and everyone present was secretly surprised.
"Father, I think this matter is too risky and needs to be carefully considered." A middle-aged man stood up beside him. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, his body was strong, and he was two meters tall, like a little giant.
Harry, a ninth-level peak warrior, 48 years old, Roy's eighth son.
Wilson, who was originally looking excited, heard someone objecting and looked in the direction of the sound. When he saw it was his brother Harry, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
For a family that can prosper, develop, and progress, most of the people in the family must be exerting their efforts in one place.
But after all, it's only the majority.
Three people may have bad intentions, let alone a family with hundreds of people. It is impossible for everyone to live in harmony.
"Brother, you have to be clear. Now our Siglinde family has been standing on the cliff for a long time. It is ridiculous to talk about risks and seek stability at this time," Wilson said coldly.
Harry looked at Wilson with his eagle eyes, expressionless. "It is precisely because the family is already on the cliff that I want to make the cliff more stable and safer, instead of actively knocking on it with a pickaxe, talking about the cliff. There are precious ores below. If there are no ores, the cliff will become shaky."
The two brothers faced each other tit for tat and never retreated.
The rest of the people were silent when they saw this, not intending to get involved in this struggle for interests.
In other words, the factions present have long been clear.
The radical faction headed by Wilson, the traditional faction headed by Harry, and the neutral faction. Now the neutral faction is not involved, while the other two factions are fighting openly and covertly.
Roy, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at this scene with his expression unchanged.
Families inherently need competition, as long as the purpose of this competition is to make the family better.
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