323 Reports to the King that Someone Else Is Coming to Slay the Dragon...

Damn...

I just came to watch a show out of boredom, but suddenly I was given a lot of tasks.

Leon kept a dark face and said nothing. After hearing this evil dragon's request, he wanted to die!

"Come on, be happy and don't keep a dark face all day!"

How can I be as bad as you if I have a dark face? Listening to Black Dragon's hypocritical words of comfort, Leon couldn't help but curse in his heart.

As if hearing what he was saying, just when Leon was complaining in his heart, the smiling black dragon in front of him suddenly turned serious:

"Hmph! I think Leon, you are useless. You have been hanging around with that big scumbag cat until now, and you are not even a legend?"

"The recent enemies have become more and more powerful. Are you a little behind the pace? I'm already thinking about whether I should give up on you, a useless guy, and recruit a powerful legendary subordinate..."

"Are you kidding me?" Leon suddenly became anxious when he found out that Black Dragon was about to abandon him and find a new love. "I'm not as talented as you, Your Majesty. I've only been promoted to Grand Knight for a few months. How can I be promoted again so quickly? Please, Your Majesty." Give me a few more months, and I guarantee that I will be promoted to the legendary rank!"

"Hey hey hey, how many months? I heard that even the female thief Natasha was about to be promoted to a legend under the guidance of her legendary captain! And she also let it out, saying that she was going to be promoted to a legend and then robbed her. Even though you are the general, she will take you back to her den of thieves to be the bed-warming lady!"

Finally, after listening to the evil dragon chattering for a while, Leon's face became darker.

"Hey hey hey!"

The little black dragon laughed a few times and dangled a carrot in front of Leon:

"But you can rest assured. As the number one rookie knight who has taken refuge with me, the king, I will definitely help you become a legend!"

"When I get hurt next time, I'll give you a handful of blood!"

Grass!

At this moment, Leon's face suddenly turned black and red, and he didn't know whether he was excited or angry.

"You guy, I heard that you have advanced again and are still fat and round in a mysterious demon abyss. Can't you just give me a drop of fresh dragon blood?"

"Go away! Uncle Long, I have already passed the stage of self-mutilation. Just wait for me. It's best to pray that someone with no eyesight will call me soon and deliver food to me!"

The little black dragon patted Leon's shoulder hard again, almost knocking him to the ground, and then assigned him a task again:

"Since those bastards in the city are so energetic and drink and make trouble all day long, let's simply train them and use them to form a large cannon fodder unit for operations out of the city, clear out the scattered undead nearby, and conquer the land outside the city!"

"In order to mobilize the enthusiasm of those idiots, I will give you the enfeoffment authority of ten baronies. Hehehehe, how about it, is it generous enough?"

"You're so generous, aren't you a liar?" Leon rolled his eyes and directly exposed the evil dragon's trick, "Our entire population of the Norman Kingdom is here, and you just give them an empty title. There is no one...Do they still need their newly minted barons to farm the land themselves?"

"What, you have any objections?" the little black dragon said with a crooked smile, "Then I will give them all the population of the Earl of York that was originally left to you!"

"No objection, absolutely no objection!" Speaking of this, Leon quickly raised his hands in surrender, "For these Norman barbarians who drink and make trouble all day long, they should be given an empty territory, and not even a wife will be left for them! "

"Jie Jie Jie, that's right! If those idiots are really powerful, they can go to other countries to rob people and bring them back without anyone else, so as to strengthen the strength of our Norman Kingdom!"

"Wait, something doesn't seem right?"

Leon, who discovered a blind spot, suddenly reminded loudly: "All the land outside the city is owned by noble lords. Where did you get the territory to entrust me with a baron?"

"Hey, since those group of noble lords have abandoned their territories and fled to our Norman city. Let their territories outside be cleaned by the skeleton army, and their useless noble lord titles will naturally be gone! "

"Now I officially declare that, except for that stupid girl's title of king, I will deprive all the remaining noble lords of their titles and titles in the Norman Kingdom!"

"Of course this also includes your title of earl, Leon. Hey, hey, what a surprise? Now you only have the position of general!"

"You..." Suddenly he found that the fire was burning on him, and Leon was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"You idiot, you fool! What a waste of worry you have. You are in charge of the army now. Whenever you return to Yorkshire, you will automatically regain your title of earl!"

Hearing the shameless words of the black dragon, Leon was instantly shocked: "Damn it, you are so black. Aren't you afraid that those guys who have lost their territory will rise up and rebel?"

"Hey, hey, hey, a bunch of useless lords are hiding in the city. We have even deprived them of their entire army, and yet they are rebelling? Anyone who dares to move will be killed immediately and their wives will be left to you!"

Leon: "..."

"Come on, come on, I'll give you the right to use another hundred rune spears, and you can lead my troops to clean up the garbage skeletons outside!"

"I think you're just too promiscuous. You mess around at home every day and you still get promoted? Look at a Raptor like me who fights outside every day. His rank keeps rising up!"

Just when the little black dragon and Leon were discussing how to take back the rights of all nobles and reorganize the national order, a round-faced messenger suddenly rushed in and reported loudly:

"Report——"

"According to the report from the little cat who ran away to relax, that bastard from the Boiled Kingdom took advantage of us being severely damaged by the undead natural disaster and sent an army to attack the city and plunder the land!"

"Moreover, that group of bastards sent two legendary blood-clothed archbishops this time, trumpeting that they wanted... to..."

"What do you want?" the little black dragon stared at the messenger named Bob and shouted.

"We must completely destroy our Norman Kingdom, kill this evil dragon, your Majesty, and complete the great cause of dragon slaying!" The messenger Bob finished speaking through gritted teeth, burying his head on the ground and shivering.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

The little black dragon's vertical pupils narrowed into a slit, and his fat face smiled strangely:

"Ahaha, Leon, look, these idiots from the Waves Plain are really a bunch of idiots and bastards! Uncle Long, I just finished forming my demon warlock army, isn't someone here to deliver human heads for takeout again?"

"That's right, there's that little tabby cat that has done meritorious service. Call it out quickly. I want to reward it!"

"..."

The messenger Bob was silent for a moment and said timidly: "The little cat ran away after telling the information. It said it didn't want to see you, the king..."

"Hahaha... Is this little cat still shy? Next time you see it, remember to tell it not to be afraid. Your Majesty, I am still very reasonable. Let it come to me to receive a report!"