Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 205 The beginning of the war
Two days later, Miles stood on the top of the orc mountain, looking into the distance, a well-equipped and disciplined troop was slowly approaching.

Looking at the lizardman troop that he had supported for several years, Miles whispered softly.

"It's finally here, and now it's time to test your training results over the years."

After returning to the cave on the mountain, he waited slowly. After more than an hour, a young lizardman walked into Miles' cave.

As soon as the lizardman saw Miles, he immediately performed the most standard etiquette of the lizardmen.

"Master Miles, all 140 and seven fighters of the Black Claw tribe have arrived, please give me your order!"

Miles asked, looking down at the Lizardman below him.

"Where's Hal? Isn't he here?"

"Chief Hal is old, and he specially ordered me to lead this army."

"Really? In this case, I look forward to your performance."

A hint of excitement appeared on Hawthorne's face, and he said immediately.

"Lord Miles, please rest assured, I will definitely drive away those elves! Let them know how powerful you are!"

"I hope you can do what you say, and lead the troops to rest outside the mountain for a day, and we will set off tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

The young lizardman responded and walked out of the cave.

After the lizardman left, Miles was about to lay down and rest for a while, but suddenly thought of something, he thought for a while, and then said to the orc guards in front of him.

"Call Chester to me."

Hearing Miles' words, the orc guard responded and then left the passage.

Three minutes later, Chester, wearing a taupe shabby windbreaker, came to Miles' cave.

"Master Red Dragon, what can I do for you?"

"It's a little bit."

With that said, Miles took out the dimensional bag, took out a dozen scrolls from it and put them on the ground.

"You take these things."

A trace of surprise flashed in Chester's eyes, and he couldn't help asking.

"Master Miles, may I ask about the function of these scrolls?"

"This is the magic scroll I collected during this time. Although the magic ring number is a little low, only about four or five rings, it is just right for you. Remember to use these scrolls reasonably on the battlefield. They can bring you unexpected help."

"A magic scroll?"

Chester's eyes lit up, and he immediately knew how high Lord Miles expected of him in this war.

Without any hesitation, Chester said immediately.

"Master Miles, please rest assured, I will definitely use these scrolls reasonably, and will never disappoint your expectations!"

"That's fine, go down and familiarize yourself with the scrolls, the time to set off is coming soon."

"Yes!"

After Chester left, Miles didn't have anything to say. He closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the last rest before the war.

A day later, just before dawn, Myers came to the bottom of the mountain. This is where Jeffrey controlled the ogres and trolls. When he entered the underground hall, a strong stench came over him. Si frowned involuntarily.

"These filthy bastards taste great!"

After walking a few steps, Miles saw Jeffrey resting on a chair.

"How's the troll control going?"

Jeffrey stood up quickly.

"Report to Lord Miles that the trolls and ogres have been controlled and can set off at any time!"

"That's fine, let them out, let's start now!"

"Yes!"

Several ferocious-looking trolls and ogres were released from the cage, and these terrifying behemoths roared loudly as soon as they broke free from the restraints, as if venting their previous dissatisfaction.

Hearing their ferocious roar, Miles' eyes lit up with fire.

"Destruction is coming soon!"

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In Lincador, in a resplendent palace, the old elf king was listening carefully to the report of his subordinates. He couldn't help but sighed when he heard that there was still no message from Master Tybeen.

"Is Master Tybean still out of reach?"

The young man who looked like a mage on the side nodded.

"Yes, Your Majesty Gilris, since Archmage Tybeen left four days ago, he has never contacted us again."

"Do you know what he did?"

The mage's eyes flickered, and then he said.

"I heard that he is going to destroy a red dragon entrenched near the orc mountain."

Hearing this news, a trace of anger appeared on the face of the aged king.

"My Archmage Dragon Hunter has been missing for four days, but I just received the message now, how on earth do you do your job?!"

When the mage heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty Giles, Lord Tybeen is a legendary mage, we have no right to ask about his whereabouts, and he is not obliged to report to anyone. As far as I know, mage Tybeen often goes to Looking for rare materials in other planes, it is normal to go missing for a few years, please reduce unnecessary worries."

"Reduce unnecessary worry?"

Hearing these words, the aged king couldn't help but support his face. As his mage advisor said, as the guardian of Linkador and a powerful legendary mage, Tybeen's whereabouts really don't need to be He, too, would often disappear for months, or even years, to anyone who reported it.

Only this time, after only missing for a few days, Giles felt extremely uneasy, as if something terrible was about to happen to Linkadore, which had to make him extremely worried.

A girl sitting beside the Elven King stood up, she opened her mouth slightly, and her soft voice blew through the old man's heart like a spring breeze.

"Father, you don't need to worry so much. Archmage Tybeen is highly skilled in magic, and even the abyss plane can come and go freely. It is definitely no problem to hunt a red dragon. He is likely to go to the human world to kill this red dragon. The dead body was exchanged for other materials, so the time was delayed, and I believe he will come back in a few days."

Hearing the words of the beautiful young girl beside him, the old man let go of the worries in his heart, and his face also eased a little.

"Cornelia, you are right, maybe I am too worried."

Walking to the old man's side, holding his father's arm, Cornelia said with a smile.

"By the way, father, what did the sun elves on Evermeet Island talk about with you some time ago?"

"this one?"

The old king thought for a while, and he was about to say something when a guard in fine armor came quickly from the door, and he said loudly as soon as he entered the palace.

"Report Your Majesty, something is wrong! The elves in the Scorched Forest just sent a message that an army composed of orcs, lizardmen, and trolls is rapidly approaching us. The letter also said that they saw the giant dragon trace."

"What? How is that possible?!"

The old king turned pale with fright. He was about to ask something, but at this moment, a roar full of blood and terror resounded throughout the forest!

　The content of the first volume has reached the final climax, I have to write the last three or four chapters, and I will update it today

　　
　
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