Born a dragon, I'm sorry?

"The dwarves mean that our drinks are too expensive."

"High?"

Duke Eddriman slammed his glass to the ground, ignoring the broken glass, and walked up to Robo, grabbing his collar and shouting:

"Have these bearded guys' brains been squeezed by ore? That's not what they said when they signed the 100-year supply contract!"

"In fact, it can't be blamed entirely on the dwarves."

Robo smiled bitterly, saying, "It's mainly because of the ore. The price offered by the bartender in the Forsaken Land of God is too low. Those dwarves will naturally choose the one with a lower price. I even doubt whether the bartender is doing charity....”

“Enough!”

The old duke growled, loosened his hand holding the collar, turned around and looked at the mural on the wall: “What a bunch of disgusting bugs.”

Robo raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: “Father, should we lower the price?”

“No!”

Duke Edriman turned around, with a cold light in his cloudy eyes. “This damn bitch who came out from nowhere... is openly against us!”

“Bang!”

He spoke louder and louder, and slammed the table heavily with his right hand.

Feeling the stinging pain from his palm, the old duke frowned, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a word from his teeth: "Let Ryan go... get the formula of that thing back, and kill that little bitch by the way!"

"Father."

Robo glanced at the red wine on the table and said helplessly: "But the little bitch you mentioned has unified most of the God-forsaken Land..."

The old duke was stunned when he heard this, and then he listened to Robo continue:

"She can integrate those barbaric and uncivilized guys in such a short time, and her strength must be strong. In addition, if those barbaric tribes attack together, Ryan, even as a golden-level warrior, may not be a match..."

"Shit!"

Duke Edriman took two deep breaths, his chest kept rising and falling, and his head was a little dizzy. He didn't expect that he had retired for a few decades, and there would be so many troubles.

In a hurry, he grabbed the bottle of wine on the table and took a few big gulps.

"Gudong gudong gudong..."

Robo did not stop him, but just watched quietly. He knew that his father was addicted to alcohol and would drink non-stop once he encountered troubles. In comparison, he, who also came from a bartending family, was a strange person who did not drink at all.

Duke Eddriman drank a whole bottle of wine in one breath, then grabbed the bottle and leaned back on the rattan chair with the help of the table.

His old body could no longer handle the alcohol. Under the influence of alcohol, the old duke only felt that the figure in front of him was like a piece of dough, stretched out.

But on Robbo's young face, there was a smiling expression.

It seemed that everything now was just a trivial matter.

Just as Robbo knew his character well, Duke Eddriman was also very clear about the intelligence of his youngest son. He knew that Robbo's expression meant that he had made up his mind.

So after a moment of silence to clear his mind, the old duke said, "Robo, you are my favorite child, do you have any ideas?"

His tone was extremely gentle, completely different from before, except that there were a few more wrinkles on his face.

Robo spread his hands, looking indifferent. "Father, this is actually very simple, just start a war."

"War?" Duke Eddriman frowned.

"Yes, father." Rob continued:

"The wine business of the Eastern countries and the Dwarf Empire is like a piece of cheese. Our Principality of Reni started with wine. Since my grandfather got this territory, we have monopolized most of the wine business in this area. We are undoubtedly the big cat guarding this piece of cheese.

"And those folk bartenders and bartenders from other forces are undoubtedly the little mice stealing cheese.

"Since my grandfather passed away, those folk bartenders who were suppressed by us have emerged. This big cheese is only that big. If they eat more, we will eat less."

"This bartender in the God-forsaken Land is just the biggest mouse stealing cheese."

"We need to use a powerful war to destroy her and tell those little mice who try to steal cheese that the big cat of the Principality of Reni is still strong."

"Well..." The old duke looked at his youngest son with great appreciation.

"I have to admit, my child, you look a lot like your grandfather when he was young.""But how do you plan to start a war?

"Our army can't fly, how can we cross the Ghana Forest? How can we cross the El Sanciero River?"

"It's very simple." Rob squatted down and picked up the glass fragments on the ground one by one. "Father, we can use the Dwarf Empire as a stepping stone to enter the God-forsaken Land instead of the Ghana Forest."

"I received clear news that they are digging an underground passage across the El Sanciero River."

"The Dwarf Empire unilaterally tore up the 100-year contract and owed us an explanation."

"There is a friendship of nearly a hundred years, and those guys who only know how to mine and drink all day are not very smart. As long as we are willing to spend some money, I believe they will not refuse to borrow this passage. "

After saying that, he stood up, and a flame rose in his hand, gradually dissolving the glass fragments.

"Although this trip costs a bit much, since the rise of the mysterious bartender and the annexation of those orc tribes, the slave traders in the God-Forsaken Land have basically gone bankrupt."

"After these years of cultivation, the God-Forsaken Land is now more than twice as prosperous as before, and the number of newborns must have skyrocketed."

"If we succeed in our advance, we can undoubtedly take the opportunity to monopolize the slave industry. At that time, we can not only take back the big cheese of the Dwarf Empire, but also have an extra income."

"What do you think, father? "

After saying this, the flame in Rob's palm went out, and two red-hot glass marbles were gently placed on the mahogany table, emitting a puff of green smoke.

Duke Edriman stared deeply at the young man in front of him, stroking the glass bottle in his hand as if he was stroking the skin of a girl. After two seconds of silence, he suddenly said:

"Do it as much as you can, my child. I believe you won't let me down."