Red Dragon Emperor

Let go of me! Why do you arrest me?!

In the deep underground passage, a wild boar was covered with a black hood, his hands were tied behind his back, and two heavily armed wild boar guards grabbed his elbows and pushed him forward.

Stop talking nonsense! Let's go! The guard kicked the prisoner's ass: Why do spies ask!

Hearing that, the wild boar man—Diu panicked a lot. He was indeed ordered by the high priest to come to Thorn Town to engage in destructive activities, but before he could act, he was knocked unconscious with a stick in the hotel where he was staying.

When he was woken up by a ladle of water, he saw a group of wild boars of the same kind. Without any explanation, he was tied up and covered with a hood, and he didn't know where to take him.

correct! I haven't started yet!

evidence!

What evidence do you have!

I don't need evidence to arrest someone~.

This voice was thought of above the head, the tone was low and unique, piercing the soul, and Diu's heartbeat was stagnant, and he felt creepy.

The black hood was taken off, and Diu saw the talking creature—it was a red grid wall. He raised his head slowly, moved his gaze upwards, and saw a slender neck like a pillar.

Lifting his head to the extreme, he saw a ferocious and domineering red dragon head, with two dragon horns piercing the sky obliquely like two sharp swords, and the small horns between the two horns were arranged like a king's crown.

At this time, the red dragon was staring at himself with his lava-like vertical dragon pupils, without any emotion in the pupils, as if staring at an ant.

Kneel down! The wild boar guard kicked the prisoner's legs, kicking the stunned prisoner to his knees in front of the red dragon with a plop.

Jose stared at the spy who had just entered the town and snorted twice: Tell me, what did that fat pig send you for?

One sentence shattered the last trace of luck of the captive.

The face of the wild boar captive turned red, and then softened like a deflated rubber ball.

Suddenly, his face was determined, his eyes burst open, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, about to bite it down.

Jose was startled, and quickly unfolded Longwei.

The coercion of the higher creatures was like a mountain pressing down, paralyzing the wild boar captive to the ground, preventing him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

For a moment, many thoughts flashed through Jose's mind, and his heart was heavy.

Unexpectedly, the high priest of the brown-skinned wild boar, Bai Shasha, had such control over his subordinates that he would rather commit suicide than reveal the secret!

But it doesn't matter, in the magical world, there are many ways to make the weak speak passively.

Intermediate magic - charm humanoids!

Just like the name of this magic, Charm a humanoid can make a humanoid lose self-awareness, answer every question, the greater the mental power gap between the caster and the humanoid, the easier it is to succeed.

A wild boar apprentice priest was naturally unable to resist Jose's magic. He sat up in a daze, his pupils were dilated, and his vision was out of focus.

What's your mission? Jose tried to make his voice softer, lest the wild boar spy be stimulated to wake up.

The task is to convince the fellow Stonefang Boars to stand with the Brownskin Tribe and help pass the news to deal with the dragon.

So that's why, sending trainee priests to use their beliefs to instigate ordinary stone-tooth wild boars to be spies, that dead fat pig has some brains, Jose agreed in his heart.

The idea is correct, but unfortunately, Berthasha never expected that the large indigenous tribes around the Triangle Plain were the key targets of the Red Dragon Intelligence Agency, and the relevant layout began ten years ago.

This group of wild boar trainee priests was noticed by intelligence personnel before they left the house.

Then, their whereabouts have been under the surveillance of Jose, and they were arrested not long after they entered the town.

Jose didn't have much sense of accomplishment in defeating the conspiracy of the High Priest of the Wildboar.

This is just a chess piece casually sent by Berthasha,

If she really paid attention to this matter, she wouldn't just send three trainee priests, obviously based on the idea that there is nothing to lose if you fail.

However, what José couldn't figure out was why such a wild boar apprentice priest who was abandoned by Berthasa would rather die than keep the secret?

If he was Bershasha's confidant, a worthy priest should not be sent out so easily. If he is not a confidant, ordinary people are so loyal, it would be terrible...

He thought back to the intel he had gathered over the years about the tribe of brown quilboars.

The super-large indigenous tribe—the brown-skinned wild boar tribe, with a population of about 63,000, occupies a large area of ​​land in the north of the Triangle Plain, separated by only five small and medium-sized indigenous tribes.

In terms of the internal power framework of the tribe, the master priest, Bershasha, is the only leader of the brown-skinned wild boar tribe. She has seven high-level professionals and sixty-two intermediate-level professionals under her command. The number of low-level professionals is not counted.

A look of doubt flashed in Jose's eyes.

According to the information collected in the past, Berthasa values ​​professionals, but ignores the needs of the low-level wild boars, so that ordinary brown-skinned wild boars starve to death every winter.

For an indigenous overlord who controls the tribe by force, people at the bottom should not be so loyal.

If you can't figure it out, just ask directly.

Why would you rather commit suicide than keep a secret?

The wild boar spy's eyes were dull, and he paused every word: Anyway, it's death, and it's better to die early than to be tortured in your hands, and life is better than death.

Jose: ...

The feeling is that his identity as a red dragon frightened the captive to commit suicide.

Am I that scary? Jose asked the two quilboar guards behind the captive.

The two wild boar nodded subconsciously, but then they reacted and shook their heads like rattles.

Take him down and lock him up, Jose waved his paw depressedly.

Two quilboar guards obeyed the order and dragged away the awakened spy.

That's right, Jose didn't intend to kill the spy, or even harm the spy's personal safety, but only restricted his freedom.

Jose is not a pervert who takes pleasure in the pain of others. He will not arbitrarily deprive others of their lives if he is not threatened and the other party has not offended him.

Not because of kindness, but because he believes that living people can create value, and this value may eventually come to him.

There are not many good dragons like me left.

With a word of emotion, Jose lay down and fell into a deep sleep, digesting the inheritance of the dragon while half asleep and half awake. After entering the adolescent stage, the inheritance of the dragon opened up a lot of new content.

These open new contents are similar to downloading data to the network disk, but with the relevant resources, you still need to read and understand in a deep sleep, and finally integrate them into your own things.

In addition, the place where Jose sleeps is underground in the Triangle Plain, not far from Thorn Town.

In order to better deal with external threats, he temporarily moved to live in the Triangle Plain.