The red dragon just wants to do whatever he wants

Of course David understood what Zhuoer meant.

It's nothing more than that the quantity of this batch of goods is really large, so large that it has exceeded their external performance strength.

This was because David had left all the [Sobriety Potion] and some of the relatively good, unadulterated [Wrath Mixture] on the surface under the care of Ahmed, who was already homeless.

This is the trading plan decided upon by David after careful consideration:

First of all, compared to the high elves who are always pursuing calmness and wisdom, the drow who drink even psychedelic potions and energy potions as daily drinks are still afraid of the remaining side effects of your [Wrath Mixture]?

Maybe if David weakens or directly eliminates this side effect one day, these thrill-seeking drow will think your [Wrath Mixture] is not authentic enough!

Therefore, except for a few high-level officials in Spider Nest City, the demand for [Sobriety Potion] is actually not large. If the quantity is the same, it will not be sold at a high price.

This is where market demand determines the flow of manufacturing port capacity.

It is precisely for this reason that what the drow need is [Wrath Mixture], a large amount of cheap [Wrath Mixture].

Thanks to the early dragon dung mining movement in the Old World and the several red dragons raised by the Hiatt family in Spider Nest City, the drow are not lacking in red embers. The only thing that limits their potion manufacturing capabilities is the damn century-old fragrant pollen. .

The drow have no shortage of red embers, and the high elves have no shortage of century-old incense, so a strange smuggling cycle has evolved over the years.

The drow smuggled red embers to the surface, while the high elves tried their best to smuggle centuries-old incense or the prepared [Wrath Mixture] underground.

Both sides are making a lot of money, but they are still far from meeting the hungry demand of the market.

In this context and environment.

At this moment, the batch of [Anger Mixture] in the hands of David and the others can be regarded as a windfall.

This also increases the chance that the opponent will turn against the drow and eat them together with their goods.

After all, this is the Dark Territory, the territory of the drow, so the probability of such unpleasant events happening is naturally much greater than in other places.

Beforehand, David had not considered whether to spread out and supply to several companies at the same time. However, after asking Zolshiat, he got the expected but still somewhat dumbfounding answer:

“This will probably only increase the chance of unexpected disputes or even firefights.

"We drow may be a little different from all the races you are familiar with, Master.

“When we only trade with one drow or even the matron who serves behind him, the transaction may be relatively secretive and safe.

“As long as there is no news leaked within their clan, the only one we need to be wary of is this drow family.

“But once we join a second Drow family and enter into the transaction, there is a chance that we will be involved in disputes and conspiracies from the forces behind the two Drow families.

"And when this number continues to increase, we will definitely fall into the disputes that have lasted for tens of thousands of years within the entire Spider Nest City."

This answer shocked David greatly, and he said in his heart that you drow are really Ji Ba Luan, Luan is truly worthy of the name.

With this trivial knowledge in mind, David felt that it would be better to just confront the family directly, which would be nothing more than a show of force.

He really doesn't want to use his brain to solve problems that can be solved with his hands.

With this idea in mind, David directly rejected Siatt's proposal to go in alone with samples to negotiate. Instead, he boldly took all the goods and walked into this seemingly a little-looking building with everyone. A simple stone attic.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the drow whose soul is in his claws, but Siatt has been wandering in the Old Continent for nine years, and she secretly took away her younger brother Chretien.

David dared to guarantee that if he was allowed to go in to negotiate alone, there would definitely be problems, and it would be his turn to wipe the butt in person.

It's a waste of time and energy, and he doesn't have the leisure to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

Sure enough, almost as soon as David, along with two drow, a barbarian and a winter wolf, stepped into the gate of the Flavia family stronghold, the originally bustling drow inside all fell silent and turned towards David. This group of uninvited guests came to see me.

Especially when they saw that the leader was actually a young red dragon, most of the drow who originally wanted to speak but knew that they were no match for a mouthful of dragon's breath, wisely kept their mouths shut.

But some drow still recognized Siatt:

"Hey! Isn't this the defected shadow dancer from the dragon-taming family, Krista Hiatt?

"I heard that you hid your cute little brother as a captive? This is too selfish.

"Otherwise, you hand over your brother and let us all play together in this tavern. We won't call your family members and your gang of creditors over. Look at this proposal. how is everything?

"Hahahahahaha, that's a good suggestion! I heard that Kretien had a bad fever and the job was good."

The entire tavern immediately fell into a sea of ​​laughter and joy, and even David started laughing.

He was laughing at these rumored drows, they were somewhat interesting, just for fun.

I heard the guy looking for death turn his eyes and land on his master's head:

"I heard that you went to the Old World to steal dragon eggs with a group of soldiers to avoid debts. Could this young red dragon be the son and lover of the red dragon that you hatched with your own burning ass?"

Only this time, the guy hadn't finished speaking yet, and the group of people drinking and listening to the joke hadn't had time to laugh again.

Accompanied by a burst of blinding light.

There was a loud bang, and all the opaque windows and doors of the entire tavern stronghold collapsed and flew out.

The stone wall even collapsed with a big hole, and bursts of green smoke came out.

After a while, Zall, who had all the instinct to get under the wine table, poked his head out in embarrassment, and saw the terrifying red dragon slowly coming to the bar with a rough and elegant pace, the tip of its swaying and stretched tail He took a glass of strong liquor mixed with psychedelic drugs from the trembling drow bartender and drank it in one gulp.

"Hey! Bah!" A mouthful of saliva mixed with gastric juice was sprayed on the body of the 'Drow monk' outside the hole in the wall who was still undergoing the calamity of being burned by the fire. The fire was extinguished, and it was also corroded to the point where his body was somewhat exposed.

"Made, what the hell is this? It tastes so damn bad."

【fury】

"In order to prevent similar unpleasantness from happening again, Siatt, please introduce yourself."

"Yes! Master."

Zhuoer immediately raised his head and proudly introduced himself:

"I, Krista Hiatt, am currently the drow slave of the red dragon Lord Davyutos."

"He is also the most loyal dog to his master."

Facing the red dragon that was still angry and spitting out two flames from its nostrils, and the drow shadow dancer who claimed to be a slave and a dog.

The entire tavern fell into absolute silence, and no one dared to act recklessly.

"Your Excellency David Yutos, please calm down, we have indulged these guys too much.

"Our host, Lady Ariana, invites you to go up to the second floor for a chat."