Twenty Sided Dice

"There are ready-made solutions." Siegel pointed to the center of the camp and said, "Let each messenger bring a piece of dragon skin, which is wrapped with a letter explaining the situation. For tribes whose positions may fluctuate, send it to each A dragon's tooth would be better for them."

"Good idea!" The giant smashed his fist into his palm, and the haze on his face dissipated a lot. He then said, "How does it feel to be a dragon slayer?".

"I didn't kill the dragon. The green dragon was actually the wizard changer from the Dead Branch Nest." Siegel answered honestly, "It was only luck that I killed the death knight."

"Lucky? It's not just as simple as luck." Kerry said to him: "Not everyone can use the ice gun, and so far only our Chenko family can use it. You can pick up that gun, you must be affected by it. With the permission of our ancestral spirit, we will protect you from the backlash of the Ice Spear. To be honest, I envy you. The ancestral spirit chose you to save the tribe, not me."

"The Ancestral Spirits asked you to rescue the future of the tribe. One for your children and one for your wizards," Siegel comforted him. "Without them, I can't imagine the Jackdaw tribe being annexed by other tribes. Better results. And you were the only one who could rush into the fire to save people, I didn't have that ability, right?"

"I don't know." Kerry shook his head, was silent for a while, and then said: "The Three Spirits always act mysteriously, I should not guess their thoughts. The only thing to do now is to lead the tribe to recover as soon as possible. Siegel, I have another concern. Why did you say the red dragon attacked us, and what happened to the death knight?"

For this matter, Siegel can only guess. Inferring his motives from the behavior pattern of the red dragon, it is obvious that he wants to kill them all, which goes against the habit of the red dragon, so someone must have asked him to do so. In the camp at that time, in addition to the Jackdaw tribe, there were many other tribe leaders who came to celebrate. Maybe one of them was the real target? Siegel believes that if it is just a single target, there is no need to mobilize the Red Dragon at all, a few assassins or a few dead men are enough. So the question eventually became: "Who's going to wipe out the savages on the steppe?"

"I need a list of visitors to find clues, but don't get your hopes up, because too many people have been burned to ashes, it's impossible to check identities, and who died and who escaped. Maybe there will be dragons coming, maybe In another form, but the only certainty is that as long as you are alive, you will continue to face attacks."

"My warriors will protect me, I will protect myself and my family, they can't take my life."

"When I have a day off, tomorrow I will carefully examine the armor of the death knight, hoping to find clues."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news." Kerry said: "What I promised you at the time, whoever kills the dragon will win the competition. You won, so I, as the chief of the Jackdaw tribe, announced that Yarel was exonerated. ."

"I forgot about that guy. What happened to the poet?"

"I don't know, I haven't found him. I hope he survives and runs away. But it's more likely that he was burned to ashes." Kerry gritted his teeth bitterly and said, "It's all this **** dragon, A good holiday turned out to be like this."

"Everything will be fine." Siegel thought for a while, and in order to boost his morale, he said to Kerry, "You said we cut the dragon up and distributed it to the whole clan, what's the idea?"

"You wouldn't want to use the ice spear to cut a dragon, would you? I'm afraid the three spirits will get angry."

A black dagger was thrown in front of the giant, and Siegel was heard saying, "Use this."

Kerry took the dagger and went to cut the dragon excitedly, which was much more interesting than cutting any other prey. He kept as much dragon skin as possible, because that was a good material for making armor. Dragon teeth make great daggers, and even shorter tusks make arrows. With the dragon teeth, the tribe's people can also help to cut, and the efficiency is quickly improved. The skin and meat of the dragon were separated, some were roasted on the fire in large chunks, and some were thrown into the water to boil - no one had ever made this kind of meat, and could only grope. They soon discovered that the red dragon's meat was not afraid of fire at all, and it was useless no matter how it was roasted. And it is useless to cook in big chunks, only cut into small pieces and put them in boiling water will make a little difference. However, this is not difficult for the people of the Jackdaw tribe. They gathered soil to make a platform, set up a cauldron for the harvest festival, ignited cow dung as fuel, and boiled a pot full of water. The cut red dragon meat is cut into pieces again, and it can be eaten after a while in the pot. The women found chives and garlic to make dipping sauce. All survivors came to taste the flesh of the red dragon as part of the ritual of mourning the dead. After they had eaten the meat, they sang lamentations on their shoulders, hoping that the spirit of battle could justly examine the deceased's achievements in life, that the spirit of ancestors would accept the souls of the deceased, and that the spirit of nature would allow them to be reincarnated. After this, they stepped forward one by one, put their hands on Siegel's chest, thanked him for destroying the enemy, and thanked him for saving everyone.

"Siegel the Dragon Slayer," they called him. However, Siegel felt that the title was too exaggerated, so he preferred the title of "Friends of the Jackdaw Tribe Forever".

The giant dragon was quickly dismembered, and a lot of internal organs that no one knew were dug and buried in a big pit - as a result, the place had been barren for more than ten years. The parts that can be used as weapons and armor are piled up into hills, and the parts that can be eaten are placed in another pile. Later, the people of the Jackdaw tribe found that the meat of the red dragon was basically not spoiled, so they used the meat as reserve food and kept it for several years.

Siegel held the broth and chewed the slices of meat hard, watching the giant Kerry busy. Others think that the dragon's meat is not delicious, dry and astringent, and has no taste, and can only be swallowed after using the dipping sauce. But Siegel ate with relish and didn't want to stop for a moment. Janet held a dragon tooth, cut the meat for him, and put it in his bowl. 'It's like feeding a pet' thought the kitten, but he would never say it.

Kerry's whole body was dyed red, and the blood poison of the red dragon was still trying to burn his flesh. It's just that the bloodline of the Frost Giant inspired by the giant can just offset this heat, which allows him to crawl in and out of the huge body of the red dragon. He came out this time with three large pieces of meat in his hand. "Hearts," Kerry showed them to Siegel: "There are three."

"Three hearts means that the red dragon went through two additional age stages after reaching adulthood, adding up to a total of 500 years." Siegel explained: "One heart is the ability to reproduce, one heart is the ability to breathe, and one heart is the ability to breathe. It is a magical ability. It is said that the heart of a giant dragon can give people unlimited vitality and maintain youth and vitality for a long time. Of course, this is nonsense. However, the heart of a dragon does have other magical powers, such as as a magic carrier or Materials for potions. I suggest you sell these to the Mages Association, they will pay a lot."

"Me? You made a mistake, this dragon is your prey, and I can't sell it."

"I'll tell you one last time." Siegel was tired of continuing to bear the title of Dragon Slayer Warrior: "The dragon was killed by the wizard of the deadwood nest, and that wizard is yours, not mine, so this Dragons are the property of the Jackdaw tribe."

"Okay, okay, why are you so preoccupied with it, we are all brothers." The giant pouted: "How good is this thing to eat, why sell it to the mages in Waterdeep City?"

"Having a good relationship with them is beneficial to the Jackdaw tribe." Siegel thought about it and decided that he couldn't tell him directly about the expedition of Waterdeep City to the north. Yes, their motto is 'knowledge is research, magic is exchange'. So they can cooperate with northern tribes. And the federation has money and resources, especially can mobilize a lot of food and building materials. They make money The skills are very strong, the wallet is very bulging - I know this firsthand."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll send people to discuss the transaction with them tomorrow."

"I'll take a look at the death knight's armor tomorrow, and then send it to the Federation together. After that, I'll go north and take a look at the barrier mountain range."

"Are you crazy?" Kerry said: "The other side of the mountain is the territory of the orcs. They are vicious and ferocious. They treat humans as food. Where do they go? Even on this side of the mountain, there are tribes that were bought by the orcs. They don't respect the spirits of nature and ancestors at all, and live a life of self-deprecation. When they meet you, they will kill you mercilessly."

"The place I'm going to is Castle Black Blood, isn't it still within the grasp of civilized humans?" Siegel's mind came to the map of William the Traveling Mage, and he had already made plans to go to Castle Black Blood.

"Black blood castle, we don't want them to deal with them, they are all lunatics with abnormal brains." Kerry shook his head and said: "Once I followed my father to the three-headed snake tribe near the black blood castle. Encountered by the patrols of Castle Black. Those people finally admitted that we were not orc spies, and then demanded that we compete with them before leaving. I lost, but fortunately my father's guards made enough victory, and then get out. I don't recommend you go there."

"The Black Blood Castle is the closest to the orcs' territory, and there are also marvels of lava glaciers to see," Siegel said.

"Well, I can't convince you." Kerry looked at the northern horizon, where the silhouette of the City Wall Mountains was clearly visible. The reason why this mountain range is called the city wall is to defend against the orcs, dwarves and humans on the north side of the mountain range built a series of fortresses together. The defense line starts from the top of Mora to the north and then to the east. There are more than a dozen castles, such as Cedar Castle, Skull Castle, Chimney Castle, and Cunning Fox Castle. On the easternmost side of the defense line, is the Black Blood Castle.