Chapter 2281 Backcountry

Naturally, the several pieces of land that make up the Zephyr Continent cannot be divided for the use of the Dragon Clan. After all, they are all owned lands.

But apart from these largest landmasses, there are still tens of millions of islands existing on the vast sea. The area of ​​these islands may not be as large as that of Zefeng Continent, but it will not be smaller than any sub-town.

Moreover, most of the islands have dense forests and rich products. They need fields and mines, which can not only satisfy the dragon clan's appetite, but also provide them with the materials they need to develop science and technology. It is enough to not be burdened by the trivial matters of the world. It is called a paradise.

I believe that in such an ideal place, Tyrannosaurus King Bakar and other dragon clan members will definitely be 100% satisfied.

I told this idea to Kailan, who disagreed after hearing it: "I believe my ancestors must have thought of this method, but the dragon tribe still occupied the heaven."

"This is different." I shook my head, looked into the girl's twinkling eyes, and said softly: "The results of negotiating with fear and intersecting with Yicheng are different. Your ancestors were both afraid of the power of the dragon clan and I can't wait to drive them out of my territory. Naturally, I won't have a good look, nor will I have good suggestions, nor will I be able to talk calmly. But I am different. I am not afraid of dragons. I have even made friends with some giant dragons and fought with violent beasts. Dragon King Bakar also has a half-friendship and half-exploitation relationship. He has even signed an alliance contract with the entire dragon clan. When he speaks and does things, he will naturally consider each other more, rather than just seeking temporary gain."

Kailan let out a soft snort in his nose, showed his small teeth, aimed at my shoulder and gave me a bite. Then he turned over, got into the bed, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, and after a while, he snored softly.

He folded his hands and put them behind his head, staring at the ceiling quietly, unconsciously lost in thought.

Bloody Purification.Dragon Clan

If the dragons can really abide by their responsibilities as allies, can they use their power to uproot the bloody purification?

This may be a good choice. It can not only show the power of the Dragon Clan, but also eliminate opponents. However, as powerful as the Dragon Clan, they often treat the Human Race as ants. Even if they kill 11,000 people because of this matter, they will not do anything. Guilt, but this kind of behavior will cause great trouble to me, and will put them into disaster again.

Thinking of these, the nascent plan to borrow power was killed before it blossomed.

Forget it, let's rely on local forces. After all, no matter how many people we kill, we will only be regarded as evil, but not a disaster.

If we control the direction of public opinion well, we may be able to shift the responsibility to Bloody Purification. After all, it is a non-governmental organization, hiding in the dark, and I am in the open, so it is far more convenient and more influential to do things than it is.

"Not bad" I couldn't help but murmured proudly.

The next day, after breakfast, Kailan and I hurriedly left the palace and headed straight for our destination after receiving Simmons Locke's handwriting.

Although there were many checkpoints on this road, it was smooth sailing because the monarch's decree was in hand.

Half walking and half driving, I finally arrived at my destination after about two hours of walking.

The destination is located near a village. The village is very small, with only a few dozen households.

The village chief is an elderly man. He wears a small cap on his head and a thick and heavy linen clothes. He wears a small mandarin jacket that is 80% new. His pockets are bulging. I don’t know what they contain. On his feet are a pair of Black canvas shoes, with thick soles, must be warm and comfortable to wear.

The village chief is holding a cane in one hand, and the other hand is supported by a young man who looks to be in his twenties. The young man looks ordinary, wearing a canvas cotton-padded jacket, with two round eyes. He keeps glancing at Kailan, and his nose is twitching from time to time. Take a puff and suck back the clear mucus that is about to flow out.

Kailan didn't pay attention to the young man's furtive glance. He held me with one hand, covered his mouth with the other hand, and took a big breath. This ordinary action almost sucked the young man's eyes out.

The village chief seemed to be aware of the young man's reaction and coughed heavily, but it had no effect at all. He had no choice but to poke his feet hard with his crutch. The young man grinned in pain and almost pushed the village chief out.

I chuckled in my heart, cleared my throat, and said seriously: "Hmm, may I ask, are you the village chief here?"

"It's this old man. May I ask who your distinguished guest is?"

I handed over the Simons Locke manuscript and said, "This is your Majesty's personal manuscript. Please read it."

After taking the handwriting and reading it carefully for a while, the old man glanced at me doubtfully, exchanged the handwriting back, and said: "I am so dim-sighted that I cannot read the writing on it. Please wait a moment, I will send someone right away." look."

After saying that, he tapped the thigh of the young man next to him with a cane: "Why are you so stunned! Why don't you invite the gentleman over quickly!"

The young man reluctantly turned his eyes away from Kailan's face, turned back every three steps, and paused every five steps towards the village.

When the village chief saw this, his old face flushed with embarrassment, and he said in embarrassment: "Don't be surprised, distinguished guest. My grandson has never been out of the village and has little knowledge, let alone meeting a person of such high status as you. I hope you can forgive me for my inconvenience." "

"It doesn't matter. Your grandson is full of energy and has good vision. He will become a great person in the future."

Although the village chief has limited knowledge, he is old and sophisticated after all, so he couldn't hear what I was saying, and he couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed.

Not long after, the young man came back, followed by an old man with extraordinary temperament. Based on his appearance alone, this old man seemed to be older than the village chief.

"Sir," the village chief bowed respectfully to the old man, and then said: "These two claim to have His Majesty's handwriting. They are old and blind and cannot tell the truth from the false. I hope you can help me, sir."

The old man looked at me, then glanced at Kailan, pondered for a moment, and then fixed his gaze on my face again, cupped his hands, and said, "Looking at the two of you, they don't look like they are from Hancheng, York."

"The old man's eyes were shining, and he hit the nail on the head. We are not from York and Seoul, but from Moonlight City."

"People from Moonlight City. People from Moonlight City. Well, may I ask you two, which town do you live in?"

"Capital City, Moonlight City."

The old man was shocked and said hurriedly: "Are you An Xiaoyi, the elder of the outside clan in Moonlight City?"

I briefly observed the old man's expression, and it didn't look like he was hostile. However, in order to prevent accidents, I still put my hand on the handle of the demon knife in an imperceptible way, nodded and said seriously: "That's right."

The old man looked me up and down several times, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief and said, "With this appearance, this age, and this temperament, there is no doubt that he is the real An Xiaoyi."

"Excuse me," I interrupted: "Excuse me, when do you plan to verify the authenticity of the manuscript?"

"No need to test, no need to test." The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "With your identity, you will never cheat. I am a little curious, why did you come to this remote place so abruptly?"