Chapter 444 7.98 Duke of Lorraine

Chapter 444 98 Duke of Lorraine

Three days later, the English Channel.

When the iconic purple dragon circled three times in the sky and finally landed on the white sand beach,

In the exquisite tent by the sea, the pot-bellied "Duke of Lorraine" Earl van de Kamp put down the silver knife and fork in his hand. On his plate was a lemon cake that had been soaked in honey water for a day and a night. Duke Earl liked to raise his blood sugar when the sun rose in the morning.

In this way, he could lie leisurely on the soft waist and abdomen of the maid, enjoying the rising sun in the morning in a half-awake state.

He had just closed his eyes and had not had time to enjoy the taste of the fragrant pastry melting in his mouth. The strong wind from the dragon's wings had awakened him from his nap.

Struggling to get up from the recliner, he stretched out a thick finger and cursed mercilessly.

"Fabrisio, you damned old bastard!"

The dragons on Corsica have begun to grow wildly because of the lack of natural enemies and the fact that they almost never die.

With limited resources every year, how to feed the increasingly large flying dragons has become a huge problem that troubles Fabrizio. After hundreds of years of enslavement, the dragons will no longer take the initiative to attack humans.

But this is when they are full and not hungry.

Once the dragons on the island run out of food, in order to survive, they will still fly to other countries in the Mediterranean and hunt for food that can fill their stomachs at will.

The consequences of this behavior may be catastrophic.

Once he provokes the powerful sword cultivators of the East Land, Fabrizio has no idea how he will end up.

The reason why he forced a share of the pie despite the hateful eyes of the Duke of Earl is that he values ​​the thousands of lives in the Normandy region. Transporting this group of God's Chosen with sufficient spiritual energy back can solve the urgent needs of hundreds of dragons on the island.

After carefully explaining it to the irritable Duke Earl several times, he still shook his round head like a rattle.

"No, absolutely not!"

"King Edward has made it clear that all cities must not be damaged! I suspect that my king must have something precious that was stolen by these shameless pirates!

My soldiers can enter the city to find his relics for my king, but if you let your dragon knights appear, the flames will burn and everything will be destroyed!"

"If the city is really burned down, how can we complete my king's order!"

Fabrizio chuckled twice and did not comment.

"I despise you guys who are nouveau riche from the remote countryside the most! The whole beach is so big, why do you have to land next to my tent? Didn't your parents teach you the most basic aristocratic etiquette?"

"Look at the civilized people of Donglu!"

"Before meeting the prince, I have to submit my name card first! Because I know that people have the right to privacy."

"Oh, I really admire you guys, you stinky soldiers!"

As dragons landed one after another from the sky, the breeze that was originally just blowing on the cheeks immediately turned into a strong wind mixed with dry sand. The exquisite tent that Duke Earl commanded the servants to build on the beach overnight was almost blown away.

Four or five delicate maids were even blown to the ground by the strong wind, and the sobbing sound continued to sound from behind.

This time, Duke Earl was really angry.

"I said Fabrizio, are you fucking crazy!"

"We are just attacking a group of weak Vikings. Do you need to bring 1, 2, 30 dragons? I told you long before we went out that my vassals would be enough to crush these country bumpkins.

As for you, just pull out three or five dragons and fly them around in the sky!

Do you really want to roast all these bastards to death?

King Edward has made clear instructions that we can only occupy the city and cannot have any impact on the internal facilities. Not even a little bit of damage! If your big guys burn down a few castles by chance...

How can I explain to my king later? !

Unlike Duke Earl, who was wearing luxurious robes and was covered with jewels, Fabrizio, who was born in the military, had a serious face and a rigid expression. After jumping off the neck of the purple-scaled dragon, he slightly adjusted his chain mail, turned around and gently patted the dragon's head, and then walked quickly towards the roaring Duke Earl.

"My Lord Duke, I understand your nervousness."

"As for the 30 dragons I brought, it was only because they were too hungry."

"I heard from the intelligence dealers of the 'Fire Worship Cult' that our Duke Loki has mastered a new method of training the Chosen Ones. The purity of their spiritual energy is much stronger than the 'Sabertooth Mercenaries' sold by Ivar."

"My dragons need food with purer spiritual energy. Instead of letting them die in vain, it is better to enter the dragon's intestines and temporarily relieve their hunger. "

Even though he was abused for no reason, Fabricio did not show any anger. The "Lorraine Region" under the control of the Duke of Earl is one of the richest provinces in the Duchy of France.

It is precisely relying on the huge taxes in the Lorraine Region that provinces like "Corsica Island" that have no output but consume a lot of resources every year can survive.

In summary, it is still the old saying - eat the mouth of the people, and be soft-handed.

In front of the financial master, everyone is a grandson.

"But please rest assured, I am not leading the troops to fight for territory with you this time. I know you want to take over Stone Forest County to build a new palace."

"Rest assured, my subordinates are not very interested in this province. The 'Flying Dragon Mountains' in Wessex is obviously a better target, as it is also a hilly mountain area."

When the "Plantage House" issued a call for troops to conquer the Normandy region a month ago, most of the dukes in the 21 provinces refused. Compared with the warm and humid France with spring all year round, no one is interested in the cold English Islands.

Among all the dukes, only Earl van de Kamp expressed a slight interest in "Stone Forest County". And his interest points are all focused on the landforms generated by the ancient Celts.

This extreme hedonist likes to build his own mansions in beautiful places everywhere, and take his upper-class friends to live there as if he were traveling around the world. Seeing that Duke Earl took this job, the dukes who originally wanted to please the royal family gave up one after another.

Only the "Duke of Corsica" Fabrizio responded to the omen while being neither dead nor alive.

He also had his own difficulties.

Corsica is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the Duchy of France, and it is also the most suitable place for ancient dragons to reproduce. The dragons born here can even grow to a body length of 20 meters, which is very close to their ancient ancestors.

More than a hundred years ago, the Duchy of France had to face provocations from the Arab Empire and Visigothic pirates. However, in recent years, with the weakening of the Abbasid Dynasty's aggressive momentum and the strengthening of France's national strength, this powerful country has not had any war for decades.

It's not his first day as an official. He is well versed in the rules of the game in the upper class.

All the high-sounding slogans such as "for the country, for the king, for the fire of human civilization" are righteously shouted, and there are their own calculations behind them.

All 21 dukes know that Earl van de Kamp nominally wants control of "Stone Forest County".

But his real goal has always been only one.

That is the portal to the "Water City" controlled by Loki.