Chapter 43 Arrangements by All Parties
Casius stared at the new follower panel in front of him. This guy really made a leap from a fish to a dragon and soared into the sky.
[Dragonwing Kobold Warlock]
Medium humanoid (kobold), lawful evil
AC: 16 (natural armor)
Speed: 30 feet, fly 50 feet
Strength - 15
Agility - 14
Constitution - 16
Intelligence - 10
Perception - 8
Charisma - 11
Senses: Darkvision 60 feet, passive Perception 8
Languages: Common, Draconic
Proficiencies: Build +4, Trap +4, Dig +6, Stealth +6
Specialties: Swarm Tactics, Fire Resistance
Actions: Dagger, Sling, Claw, Bite
Class Level: Warlock 1
Caster Level: 1
Cantrips: Fire Arrow, Light
1st Level: Burning Hands
Challenge Rating: 5 (1700 XP)
This kobold's challenge rating has jumped from a pitiful 1/8 level to 5, and it is now able to fight against a team of well-trained soldiers, barely making it into the ranks of the high-level combat power of the Burning Nest.
Doro, who was standing below, looked at the dog-headed man who had been reborn, crossed his arms, and had a rather unfriendly look on his face.
"Golden Teeth."
The Dragon Vein Hobgoblin whispered the name.
Originally, this guy could be easily kicked away by him.
But now the dog-headed man, or Erd, is nearly two meters tall, can fly, and has mastered spells, and has become a rather difficult opponent.
Since that conflict, this dog-headed man has firmly held the thigh of the ogre magician. It can be said that in the current Burning Embers Nest, Rump's position is still unshakable.
And Rump, who was also watching not far away, just raised his mouth slightly, his eyes flickered, and I don't know what he was thinking.
"Really good."
The ogre subconsciously wanted to push the glasses on his nose, but found that the exquisite silver-rimmed glasses had been crushed into pieces when he transformed.
He had to put down his hand with regret, thinking in his heart that he would grab a more solid pair.
The gifting ceremony finally ended.
Cassius slowly spread his wings, letting his shadow cover the many monsters below.
He used all his strength to activate the [Leader Aura], exuding a convincing absolute influence, which convinced all the followers present from the bottom of their hearts.
"A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. My Burning Nest only needs strong people, not useless people."
"Keep fighting for me."
"Prove your loyalty to me with blood and fire."
"You can also gain powerful strength and endless life."
As vested interests, several leaders of the tribes who were blessed were the first to cheer.
The flying dragon spewed hot flames into the sky, the dog-headed man spread his newly acquired wings, and Rump showed his huge body and hard scales.
With Cassius's tacit approval and even encouragement, they wantonly displayed this new powerful force.
The monsters in the Burning Embers Lair also cheered and jumped for joy. Whether they were kobolds, goblins, or ogres, they roared and screamed wildly, with endless yearning and enthusiasm for power in their hearts.
The noisy celebration echoed in the valley for a long time.
January.
Goose feather-like snowflakes floated in the sky, dancing with the howling wind, and the diffuse ice fog made the visibility outside less than 100 meters.
It was the coldest season in the Anzeta Wilderness.
More than three months had passed since the impressive "Gift Ceremony".
Shortly after the transformation, Jinya was sent to the dark mine cave with more than 300 of his people to dig gold for the red dragon in the warm underground.
When the snow melted in the spring of next year, the kobolds would transport the gold back to the Burning Embers Lair.
At the same time, they also received the task of finding elemental ores - this was Cassius looking for energy for the Eye of the Storm King.
During this time, many creatures heard the news and joined the Burning Embers Nest.
The hobgoblin warlord "Skull Face" came here to seek refuge with his army of hundreds of hobgoblins and a lot of money to escape the wanted pursuit of the Northern Kingdom. Just a week later, the strange hobgoblin warlord accidentally drowned in a cesspool, and his remnants naturally all belonged to the dragon vein hobgoblin Doro.
Doro finally had the excellent soldiers he had dreamed of, instead of those weak and cowardly ordinary goblins who didn't even dare to go to the battlefield.
Later, more than 30 goats came to seek refuge, wanting to spend the cold winter in the warm Burning Embers Nest.
These goats themselves are weak and have no concept of good and evil. They are noisy spirits driven by curiosity and hedonism. But their panpipe playing is similar to that of a bard, which can produce some wonderful magical effects, so they are also accepted by Cassius.
In such a cold season, the Burning Embers Nest is still relatively warm.
On the one hand, the Storm Peak did not reach the northernmost end of Anzeta, and on the other hand, the undulating mountains blocked the invasion of the cold wind, leaving a few traces of warmth in the valley.
Especially the residence of the red dragon, which was particularly warm.
At this time, in the Giant Mouth Cave, Cassius slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and his huge body lay in the place with the most abundant heat in the cave.
"Master, I brought you the person you wanted."
Doro led several earth elf guards and walked respectfully into the cave entrance.
The guards carried a ragged and messy-haired human, who was the slave trader Hart who was captured by the red dragon himself.
"Have you completed the task I assigned to you?"
"It has been very successful, Master."
Dolo replied.
After that, the earth elf guards on the left and right took out several scrolls from their backs and handed them over. The scrolls were written in the common language, with sloppy handwriting and some simple pictures.
The earth elves are proficient in all skills related to military and war, including torture. The task assigned to him by the red dragon is to take out all the information in the human's brain and ensure its authenticity.
And Hart was just a slave trader who was afraid of death. Dolo did not use any means, but only used the simplest threat to make him spit out everything he knew.
"Then leave."
"Yes."
Dolo took the guards and left calmly.
Casius looked at the nervous human in front of him and said:
"Long time no see, Hart."
Hart trembled all over, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice:
"Kai, Lord Casius, the master of the Burning Nest, the powerful red dragon, I have understood my fault, I am willing to compensate for all losses, just ask you to leave my small and humble life."
The red dragon grinned, revealing sharp dragon teeth, and this smile made Hart feel creepy.
Casius said: "Not only do I not need your compensation, I will let you go back."
Hart was stunned and asked subconsciously:
"Back, where?"
"Sig Town, your Lord Baron and I may have some common language."
Hart's mind appeared the baron's cold eyes, and he murmured: "Lord Baron, he, he will kill me."
The red dragon slowly stood up, looking down at the trembling human, and the golden vertical pupils flashed with a light worth pondering.
"No, he won't."