Born a dragon, I'm sorry?

After listening to a series of reports, Irene raised her head.

She had some understanding of the current situation.

Overall, everything was going well.

After a nap, she became a rich dragon lady who was as rich as a country.

The forces under her were not weak.

At least in Irene's cognition, an ordinary small principality could only mobilize 20,000 to 30,000 troops at a time.

At least one-third of them were logistics and could not participate in the battle.

And now she had more than 10,000 dragonborns such as the Black Knight.

In other words, she now had the confidence to fight against a country alone.

As for the dwarves digging the tunnel, she was not too worried.

This was not a bad thing, but a good thing.

Those short guys were only interested in drinking, mining and forging, and were in the standard neutral and lawful camp.

As long as she didn't take the initiative to attack them, these guys wouldn't do anything to her.

With this tunnel, those merchants who want to travel to the God-forsaken Land will no longer need to use precious floating scrolls to cross the El Sanchero River.

The cost will be greatly reduced, which means that the profit will be greatly increased.

This will surely attract more people to travel and create more abundant value.

So Irene was calm on the surface, but secretly gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

'Irene can achieve today's results thanks to my unremitting efforts and wise guidance in the past seven years. '

'Tsk, I'm so awesome! '

'No, there will be no one to put my hands on my waist later, which will make me awesome. '

But this calm scene is a different scene in the eyes of Wangcai, who has been working diligently for seven years and is afraid of failing the trust of His Majesty.

He just feels that he is worthy of His Majesty, and he easily accepts the earth-shaking changes in the past seven years.

Being able to follow such a great His Majesty, their Iron Tooth Tribe is simply honored!

God has mercy on me. Irene is almost laughing in her heart.

Well...if it is in the shape of a dragon, its tail will be lifted up.

"Gurgle..."

The dragon's stomach, which had just been quiet for a while, started to make noises again.

The sound was not loud, but Wangcai heard it clearly.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will go to arrange food for you."

Wangcai stood up immediately.

In recent years, they have occupied quite a few oases, among which there are some tribes that are good at breeding.

After these tribes joined, breeding methods have become popular, coupled with a large amount of food exchanged from the outside world.

Although it is not possible to eat meat every meal now, it is much better than before.

It is rare to go out hunting at the risk of being swallowed by the yellow sand.

Now that Your Majesty has awakened, a big meal must be prepared.

"No need."

Irene yawned and stepped forward.

"Let's go out to eat. It's just right to see how much has changed now."

"Yes!"

Wangcai quickly stood still and turned sideways to make way. The imperial guards also stood up and made way for a wide road.

Only after Irene passed by did they line up in neat rows and follow behind.

In recent years, for safety reasons, the exit of the dragon's nest at the bottom of the lake has been changed beyond recognition.

The group walked around several times and passed through the heavy guards before walking out of the castle gate.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Irene felt as if she was in another world.

It was only after seeing the statue built for her that Irene's expression became extremely wonderful.

From the initial confusion, to shock, to some doubts.

Then to the expressionless face of seeing through everything and accepting it calmly.

Just because Irene saw that in front of the towering statue, there were many flowers and several large wreaths.

Hmm... white.

"Your Majesty, these are placed by orcs and orcs from all over the Forsaken Land of God."

"In order to thank you for helping them get rid of poverty, every year these orcs and orcs scattered in various oases in the Forsaken Land of God will come all the way to send a flower produced in the oasis."

"To express their gratitude to you."

Wangcai explained at the right time.

After a moment of silence, Irene murmured:

"Very good, now put up a sign next to the statue for me, write that if you want to send flowers, you have to pay, one silver coin at a time."

"Also, sending white flowers and wreaths will cost extra."

"Yes!" Wangcai did not hesitate at all.

Although he was a little confused, since Your Majesty said that, there must be a deep meaning behind it.

After seeing Wangcai put up the sign and sent two guards to supervise the statue, Irene stepped out of the inner city under the protection of hundreds of guards.

Walking along the street.

The guards were all wearing full-coverage black armor and used transformation, so they didn't have to worry about being seen in front of outsiders.Before exposing the identity of the Dragonborn.

But the huge team soon attracted the attention of others.

When the orcs and orcs saw the little dragon lady walking slowly, the first thing they thought of was the statue in the inner city.

Although Irene looked a little more mature now, she was still recognized quickly.

So the pedestrians on the street stopped their work, either crawling on the ground or bowing.

To express their gratitude for the generous life they were given.

The most conspicuous among them were the dog-headed people.

After seeing the Black Dragon Crown who had not appeared for many years, they stuck out their tongues one by one.

The tails were shaking faster than the propellers of helicopters.

As the earliest followers to submit to Irene, these guys have been thriving in recent years.

In the past, as the lowest branch of the orcs, they were looked down upon by other more powerful orcs.

But now, no one dares to look down on the dog-headed people anymore.

Especially those guys who used to be tribal leaders have a lot of experience.

At the beginning, a group of dog-headed dragonborns broke into their tribe by force, holding their necks with one hand and lifting them up.

With the other hand, they held up a sharp stone spear and asked them whether they would surrender voluntarily or be beaten into submission by them.

And Irene nodded slightly to these enthusiastic followers.

She was happy to show her kindness to these little cuties who could bring her wealth.

On the contrary, those human merchants showed astonishment after seeing this bartender who only existed in rumors.

That look was similar to suddenly encountering a big shot seen on TV while walking on the road.

Then they were forcibly expelled to the side of the road by the imperial guards because they blocked the road.

The group walked and stopped, and simply strolled around this not-so-big town.

In the end, the group came to a not-so-big tavern.

The owner of the tavern was a human.

According to Wangcai’s introduction, the owner was originally a wandering bard.

After drinking red wine by chance, he couldn't forget this kind of wine with a unique taste.

So he found this place all the way, bought a piece of land at a high price and settled down.

He opened this tavern called Delusion Township.

It was originally at the peak of dining time, and there were many people in the tavern.

But after Irene arrived, the place was cleared.

After leaving a dozen guards to guard the inside of the tavern, the remaining hundreds of guards surrounded the entire tavern.

Even a mosquito might not be able to fly in.

The poor bar owner was frightened by the scene.

However, after learning that it was the bartender who invented red wine, he immediately smiled.

After pushing the cook out of the kitchen to serve as a waiter, the owner went into the kitchen himself. ,

Then he cooked a ferocious porcupine that the guards had just pulled from the farm.

While waiting for the food to be prepared, Irene squinted at the pedestrians hurrying by outside the glass wall of the tavern and said:

"You have done a good job over the years, constantly absorbing various resources, conducting trade, expanding territory, and strengthening yourself."

"But."

Irene turned her head and looked at the dog-headed man in front of her.

"It's not perfect yet."