White Dragon Lord

Inside the White Castle Hall.

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Amos huddled on the throne, a piece of paper floating in front of him.

He was studying the data report with a frown on his face: “Ghoul-Garu, how come the taxes from Cassos, the trade city, have such low tax revenue the last year?”

“Master, the civil war of the Lowe Kingdom entered a decisive stage last year.
Many trade routes were blocked due to the war.
Trade between Cassos and other monarchies on the mainland decreased by 40%.
Therefore, taxes naturally …”

Amos recalled the information about the civil war in the Lowe Kingdom.
The Lowe royal family–Baynes.
The four princes, were fighting for the throne, two of them had already fallen, and the throne battle had reached its final stage.
Both sides had already dealt serious damage to the other.
The unprecedented tragedy of the war brought serious disasters to the Lowe Kingdom.

Until three days ago, the two legendary guardians who had remained neutral since the beginning of the war came forward to mediate and proposed that the two princes should fight dual to determine the ownership of the throne.
As a result, the nephew of Earl Dumbledore won the battle, ending a five-year civil war.

“Oh, the damn war is finally over, and my cute little vault is going to be filled again.”

Hearing the White Dragon Lord's grunt, Ghoul-Garu lowered his head and reduced his sense of existence.

At this moment, an ogre guard came in.

“Master, a group of strange adventurers came and they are clamoring to see you.
Do you want to let them in?”

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Strange adventurers?

His mind wandered back to the adventure squad that he had recruited and almost forgotten.
It was almost a year away, and there was no news yet, so he thought they had failed in their mission and died.

“Let them in.”

Sure enough, the Forgotten Adventure Squad walked in.

Mogesang Bleecker: “Good day, Your Excellency Amos, we have completed the task you handed.
This is the investigation result of the remains.”

White Dragon Lord took the report from the night elf priest and casually glanced at it.

“Well, although you came a little late, the agreement between us is still valid.
Now, you are the official members of the White Castle.
You may move freely within the sphere of influence of the White Castle.
If you encounter any trouble, you can ask White Castle for help.”

“The corresponding obligation is that you cannot refuse the White Castle's missions.
The benefits obtained during the mission belong to White Castle.
During the non-commissioned period, you are free to move around and seventy percent of the income earned belongs to you.
The annual mandatory missions will not exceed more three.
Do you have any questions?”

The night elf priest and the team members bowed in unison: “No, thank you for your kindness.”

Mogesang Bleecker frowned and after pondering for a moment.

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“Your Excellency Amos, this time in Kumlinge, we found an unusual situation.”

“Oh? Tell me about it.”

“Our squad accidentally discovered a secret passage that could lead straight to the Dark Territory.
Following the expedition we found a Grey Dwarf village but something was wrong with those Dwarfs.
They were like puppets, sensing the eerie vibes they gave out.
We hurriedly retreated.”

The White Dragon Lord's eyes lit up.
The forging aspect had always been the pain of White Castle.
In exchange for iron products from humans, White Castle sells a large amount of raw iron ore and spends a lot of gold coins on the finished products.
The sourness in it was self-evident.

Gold coins were a secondary thing, but the armory was in the hands of others, which always caused a great deal of pain for Amos.

If the Gray Dwarfs could be subdued, this persistent disease ailing the White Castle would be completely uprooted, not to mention, he could even reverse the trend and begin exporting weapons and equipment to humans.

The equipment created by the dwarves had always been well known, and there was no need to worry about selling them.

“Recall the specific location of the Gray Dwarf village.
Detail the entrance and the relevant information about the Gray Dwarf itself.”

A few moments later, the members of the adventure squad wrote down all the details of their trip to the Dark Region, then organized them into a book and handed it to Amos.

After receiving the sorted information, the White Dragon Lord learned that the passage's entrance was situated in the center of Kumlinge, which was beyond the reach of the White Castle's monster army.

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But sooner or later, Kumlinge was going to the White Dragon's bag, and he was not in a hurry.

However, he found an interesting situation.
According to the adventurer's description, the Gray Dwarf peasants had dull eyes, and their movements of hoeing were repeated mechanically, stiff as if they were puppets.

“Very well.
The information you provided is indeed valuable.
Later, you can enter the warehouse of the White Castle, and each of you will choose a magic item as your reward.”

The Forgotten Adventure Team was taken aback.
They didn't expect that they would receive magical items as rewards.
Although this was normal, receiving it from a dragon made it abnormal, and once again, they felt the White Castle's owner was different.

“Thank you for your generosity.”

“Well, White Castle has always been clear about rewards and punishments, and the more value you create, the better rewards you get.”

“Yes, master, we will work hard to create more value for you.”

“Very well, Ghoul-Garu, take them down to receive their reward.”

“I'll follow your will.”

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The white dragon was the only one remaining in the white castle hall.
Lying on the throne, he pondered about the situation in the dark region.

There was no doubt that those Gray Dwarves were controlled.

But it was unclear what it was or how it was controlled, because, in this wonderful magical world, there were too many powers that could do this.

But there were only a few who lived underground and could do this, such as the mind-grabbing Demons who used spiritual power, the Demons were good at the use of spiritual magic, and of course, there may be cruel dwarf princes who were good at spiritual power or some unspeakable evil.

Amos ruled out the latter two first, and no matter how evil the Prince of Gray Dwarf was, he would not use spiritual means to control his kin, because he himself was the ruler of the Gray Dwarfs, so there was no need to do so.

The latter, on the other hand was too unlikely, even less than the probability of winning the lottery in China, Earth.

But no matter what creature it was behind the Gray Dwarf, its power would not be too strong, and it would never exceed the legendary level.

Because once it reaches the higher legendary level, its control would have enabled the Grey Dwarfs to make perfect camouflage, rather than being spotted at a glance by several higher-level adventurers.

Amos understood this and pondered about what he could get with this information.

If it was anything, the White Dragon Lord might let go out of fear, but [Caucasian Skull] was the nemesis of spiritual magic.
Besides the fact that the enemy was in the dark and he had no clear idea, he couldn't find a reason for not doing it.

Amos rose to his feet and intended to go and find out what it was.
If the thing was too weak, he wouldn't suggest killing it and just taking the Gray Dwarf into his bag.