Underdark, Fungal Forest, Screaming Valley, Ember City.

The Black Dragon Prince Kangevian was lying on the high platform of power that originally belonged to his mother, the corrupt lady Savivian, with an excited expression. However, he forced himself to be calm and imitated the way his mother usually squinted her eyes while listening to government affairs.

Although this is already the third year that he has been temporarily in power on Savivian's behalf, and it is very likely that he will return the power in his hands to his mother after she wakes up from her distant slumber and becomes an ancient black dragon, Kan

However, Gevian still cherishes this precious opportunity of being an 'intern lord'.

You know, in the past few years, there has never been such a precedent.

Even when Savivian entered the slumber period, she temporarily delegated her power to a few capable family members, rather than choosing to hand it over to one of her children, let alone his youngest son, the shame of Ember City.

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However, it seems that because he was extremely satisfied with his actions during the turbulent years, he deliberately cultivated him in this way.

Of course, before entering Chen's sleep, all the treasures on the high platform were collected, and not a single copper was left to Kangevian.

This put Kangevian in trouble at the time.

As an acting lord, especially as a dragon, how can you show your wealth and majesty without treasure!

So the resourceful Cangevian remembered his experience as a hostage in Zeelandia. He slapped his head and directly pledged himself as a dragon and his lair in a small territory somewhere in the Underdark.

The Esko branch of Zelandia in Northland loaned a total of 30 million Hog ​​copper coins.

Just kidding, even if he really went to work for the drow and sold himself hundreds of times, he still wouldn't be able to borrow that many gold coins, right?

Of course, there are always more solutions than difficulties. Thinking of a certain dark history in the book he had seen, he melted all the gold coins he had saved over the past few decades and plated some of the copper coins with a layer of gold.

Distributed on the outermost layer of the treasure.

Thus, a golden dragon's nest that was even more splendid than when his mother was in power was born.

He still remembered the wonderful and astonished expressions on those guys' faces when he first summoned all the dragon relatives in Ember City after he had arranged the dragon's nest.

Of course, he didn't win for long that day. Perhaps he was too excited and his feet cramped, causing a corner of the 'golden' dragon's nest that he was working on to collapse.

Since then, rumors have circulated in the Underdark that the treasure of the black dragon prince Kangevian is gold-plated copper ore.

Kangevian also simply broke the pot. Fortunately, his decades of experience in Zeelandia gave him the help to reform Ember City. In the first year of taking office, he defied all opinions and

He ordered the poisonous swamps around the city-state to be drained and filled up, so the poisonous fog that had shrouded the city of Ember all year round dissipated.

Due to the destruction and loss of Zeelandia and Gelthorne, Ember City, no longer shrouded in poisonous fog, gradually became a commercial hub linking the Northland and the Underdark.

With the huge business profits coming in, all of my mother's family members have shut up.

After all, no normal intelligent creature would have trouble with money, right?

Even the drow dragon Naulim, who went with him to Minas Tirith and sold him without hesitation when faced with a crisis, shyly ran back to hug his dragon thighs and beg him for the fragrance of gold coins.

of forgiveness.

At that moment, Kangevian felt that he had reached the peak of dragon life.

It is impossible to forgive!

He, Kangevian, can forgive anything but betrayal! He cannot forgive!

But when this drow, who was even more coquettish than the drow, narrowed his moist eyes, licked his lips, opened his cloaca and went straight in.

The Black Dragon Prince suddenly let out a sage's sigh. At that moment, he became a Buddha.

What! Who is this Kangevian?

Of course I choose to forgive her!

At this moment, feeling the indescribable relief in his lower body, Kangevian said without hesitation:

"Oh yes if only mother could sleep forever"

Feeling the sudden silence in the hall and the strange focus of eyes, the Black Dragon Prince quickly corrected himself:

"Oh, I wish I could sleep a little longer."

So the family members of all the ladies chose to forgive the prince for his daily 'wise' quotes.

At this moment, one of his elder brothers reported to him:

"Your Majesty, an envoy from Escaut has come to ask for an audience."

"Oh? Who is the leader? Kevin? Or my human brother Sgard?"

Kangevian opened his eyes slightly, feeling a little interested.

"He wore a red robe and called himself Fisher Taylor."

"Fisher?! Isn't he dead? I'll do it, Tiamat is on top. Is he crawling back from hell along the River Styx again?" Cangevian suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief.

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"By the way, there is another person accompanying us, it seems to be Miss Anna."

boom!

Kangevian directly stepped on a corner of his copper throne that had been welded and repaired once, slid down from the high platform, and sat on the floor of the hall, making a muffled sound and a delicate ouch.

"What day is it today? The goddess of magic is here! What are you waiting for! Call me quickly! Please come in quickly!"

A few minutes later, when Fischer led this almost legendary team of arcanists to the hall, Cangevian's entire dragon was in Sparta.

Suddenly, an indescribable feeling of frustration came over me.

Perhaps it was because the first major setback he encountered when he was young and energetic was when he saw the silver dragon named Tiberius on the banks of the Dark Ten Miles River.

So in the years that followed, although Cangevian worked hard, struggled, was frustrated again, and was relieved, it was undeniable that after the turbulent years, he always set himself against Tiberius.

, trying to slowly catch up with the approaching one.

And over the years, as he gained his mother's approval and took control of the Nether City on his behalf, turning it bit by bit into the prosperous city he was familiar with, he always asked himself that he should be close to achieving what the other party was back then.

It's done.

But this luxurious team of spellcasters in front of him seemed to have completely wiped out all his efforts and achievements over the years.

He saw the familiar bald man in red robe bowing to him with a smile and said:

"Your Highness Kangevian, fate has made us meet again."

He felt uncomfortable in his heart, but Kangevian did not dare to blame him. He quickly stood up and returned the greeting:

"Ha, yes, the black dragon Kangevian has also met Mr. Fisher and the goddess of magic.

"I wonder why you came to our little Ember City?

"If there is a place where I can use us, it will be our honor in Ash City!"

Back then, his mother resolutely placed her heavy emphasis on Tiberius between Gelthorne and Zeelandia, which resulted in the prosperity of Ember City today.

Kangevian also believed in his own experiences and his mother's vision.

Follow the silver dragon to see the path to money and hope.

Fisher showed a satisfied smile:

"I don't know, sir, but do you still remember that Nether magic ship from back then?"

"ha"

These few words seemed to open up Kangevian's long-lost memories.

I remembered that I transformed into a drow and infiltrated the adventure party, only to be shot into a solitary warrior by a mechanism triggered inside.

I remembered the piles of mutated flesh monsters and organized diamond golems inside.

I remembered that I had successfully captured the Mysser energy core, but was forcibly dragged back to the terrifying battlefield of the legendary melee by Tiberius using magic.

Reminds me of the weird and terrifying bald arcanist in the depths of that magic ship.

Reminds me of the scenes where my mother carried the terrible arcane rain to save him from almost dying.

Kangevian shivered instinctively, and suddenly had an unpleasant feeling:

"Are you going to find that ship?"

God knows if the Lich Arcanist and those flesh and blood monsters are still alive!

Fischer’s smile grew even brighter:

"Our lords say you know where it fell.

"So, the purpose of our coming here is to ask you to show us the way."

puff.

After a strange noise, everyone's strange eyes fell on the half-dragon drow girl who suddenly leaked from the cloaca of the black dragon prince, and was covered in paste as if she had suffocated.

The entire Youjin Council Hall suddenly fell silent.

A group of black dragon family members all looked away.

The goddess of magic took a deep breath and resisted the urge to purify the wretched black dragon in front of her.

Fischer raised his eyebrows, coughed slightly, and hurriedly helped the petrified Black Dragon Prince with a smile:
To be continued...