Chapter 3534 The Number of People in the Dragon Land

I didn't struggle with the issue of 'wine' for long, because the second batch of dragons sent to the demon world were already stone hammers, and they were still dragons.

It's a bit disappointing, but the re-joining of the dragon tribe will give the demonic forces a lot more confidence in fighting the invaders.

A few days later, another war came.

This time, the dragon tribe, which had replenished a large number of students, shone brightly on the battlefield.

The entire dragon race directly blocked the wanton slaughter of giant human monsters, turning the tide of the battle once again.

After the war, although the Demon World people still suffered a lot of losses, they were still much better than the almost desperate situation before.

That night, the town was as noisy as before, and custom shops and gambling houses were once again full of vitality.

However, Seren did not change much. He still asked me to go downstairs to buy wine. The reason was still upset, and the reason for being upset was that the dragon tribe suffered heavy losses due to the battle with giant human monsters. Not many were killed, but there were many injured. There are many, and it will take at least many days of adjustment to heal, but the problem is that in three days, another war is coming, and the dragon tribe army that cannot fight in good condition is likely to suffer massive casualties.

Leaning against the bar, I chatted with the bartender who was still very idle.

"How's business today?"

The bartender smiled politely: "It's okay."

"That's not good," I said.

"Uh, yes, you're right."

The bartender had a wry smile on his face.

I tilted my chin and smiled: "So, only losing the battle will be beneficial to the bar's business."

"Please don't say that." The bartender Jing's face became a little stiff: "Personally, I still hope to win the war."

"Really?" I stared at him with a half-smile. After a while, the bartender finally couldn't stand it anymore, made an excuse, and hurried away.

Not long after, the wine was packed and delivered.

Also delivered was a suggested trolley.

“Your wine, sir, and this cart is a giveaway.”

The other bartender smiled respectfully.

"Okay" I agreed with a smile, I took out the money, put it on the bar, pushed the trolley, and walked towards the hotel.

After returning to the hotel, Seren couldn't wait to open a bottle of wine and started drinking it.

I have some doubts. Is he really sad because of the heavy loss of the dragon people and chooses to drink to relieve his sorrow? Or does he just want to drink?

I drank wine all night with Seren and slept all morning. In the afternoon, I lazily opened my eyes and looked out the window, in a daze.

"Hey, kid, what are you thinking about?"

Seren's voice sounded a few meters away.

"In the next war, is it possible that a powerful new enemy will appear?"

"I can't say there won't be any," Seren said, "but isn't it a good thing that new enemies appear?"

"Is it a good thing?" I murmured.

"Yes," Seren said, "We can get more information about the invaders."

"But if there are no new enemies, doesn't it mean that we already know the strength of the invaders?"

"Impossible," Seren said: "Since the other party can send out a strong person with the same strength as the apostle, it proves that the other party also has a powerful trump card."

"Why are you so sure?" I asked puzzled.

"Because this is the most normal idea of ​​an intruder," Seren said, "It just so happens that we have also been intruders."

"Is it because I have deep experience that I understand better?" I murmured.

"What are you going to do if a new enemy appears?" I asked curiously.

"What else can we plan?" Selun said: "Call for support. Anyway, there are many warriors in the Dragon Clan Land. At worst, we will send a batch of more powerful ones."

"How many dragons are there in the land of dragons?"

"How many dragons?" Salem fell into deep thought. After about five minutes, this guy actually fell asleep!

Well, since you're asleep, let's sleep.

So, I continued to lie lazily on the bed in a daze.

Just when I was drowsy, a slightly harsh voice sounded again: "There are about a million giant dragons, a million pterosaurs, tens of millions of dragon people, and some species with mixed varieties and low strength. Hybrid dragons, hundreds of millions of them.”

"You said the hybrid dragon's strength is low, how low?" I immediately became energetic and asked.

"Very low," Seren said: "The general strength is the same as that of a tenth-level adventurer. Individuals may break through the strength limit and reach the level of primary national strength."

"This is already very powerful," I said, "at the level of junior national power, by the way. How different are you talking about?"

"Choose one from a million."

"One in a million!" I said in shock.

"Do you think your exaggerated expression is less or more?"

"That's a lot," I said, "You have hundreds of millions of hybrid dragons. If one out of ten thousand, then there are tens of thousands. If tens of thousands of hybrid dragons at the primary national power level are put on the battlefield, , will create a huge space for victory for the Demon World side on the battlefield."

"How could they all come here?" Selun said: "They are important members of the Dragon Clan Land!"

"Is it important?" I asked curiously: "How important is it?"

"Each of them is responsible for supervising the work of all hybrid dragon clan members in an area. They are important supervisors."

"Even so, there's no problem in letting them help fight, right?" I said, "Could it be that the mixed-blood dragon race is different from the dragon race and does not have the means to be reborn?"

"It's not," Salem said, "dragons living in the land of dragons, whether they are pure-blood dragons or mixed-blood dragons, all have the means to be reborn."

"Then what are you worried about?" I asked confused.

Salem pondered for a while and suddenly asked: "Is it possible that, for you, helping the Demon Realm resist invaders is more important than the development of the Dragon Clan Land?"

"How do you say this?" I asked puzzledly: "I don't have such thoughts."

"Since we have no idea, why should we, the dragon clan, pay so much for the development of the demon world?" Salem pursued: "Even if it is a measure that may affect the development of the dragon clan?"

"To be honest, I don't think it will have much impact," I said. "The supervisor will only leave for a period of time. The people below probably won't take the opportunity to rebel. After all, it's not like they won't come back."

"Who knows," Selen said, "If they really rebel, who will bear the responsibility? You? Or someone else?"

I thought about it and decided to end this topic and change it to a new one.

The content of the topic still revolves around dragons and war.

I curiously asked Salem, why didn't Bakar send more dragon warriors over?

If enough dragons are dispatched, the outcome may be decided in one battle.

"Don't think about it." Seren immediately interrupted my beautiful thoughts and said: "This is an invasion of the demon world, not an invasion of the dragon land. His majesty can send some dragon warriors to participate in the war, which is already a generous and kind gesture to the demon world. , it would be disrespectful to His Majesty to raise any conditions."