Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon's Might-Chapter 78 - The Mountain Rain is about to Fall

Please, master, forgive me.” The black man knelt on the ground, well aware of the Efreeti’s brutality and fondness for murdering and setting fires.

“No repeat of this.” The man in front of him still had some value, so the Efreeti decided to temporarily forgive him, “How did the task I assigned you go?”

“A dozen or so people, approximately a dozen responded to me.” The black man raised his head, cautiously observing the Efreeti.

“Everyone fears dragons, and now there are two…

Just give me a little more time, I am sure I can persuade more people to join us.”

The Efreeti bent down, came close to the black man, and tilted his head, “Must I teach you everything?

Where there’s a promise of wealth, there will be brave souls; one hundred Gold Coins per person, I don’t believe there won’t be any takers…

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Of course, the money is nonexistent, but I will offer them the opportunity to become my slaves.”

“I tried that, but they want the money up front, at least half.” The black man looked at the Efreeti earnestly, realizing that nobody is a fool and wouldn’t be easily deceived.

The Efreeti suddenly fell silent, as he had no money on him.

All his wealth was stored in the Dome Castle treasury, now occupied by the Red Dragon.

Even a deposit was beyond his means.

He couldn’t continue previous deceits where he’d pay adventurers to travel to the Steam Lake, kidnap them into slavery, and then recoup the money.

“Forget it, however many there are is fine.” The Efreeti waved his hand; he had never really counted on the black man or those greedy adventurers and mercenaries.

His focus was on the Brass Dragon—as long as the Brass Dragon was willing to help, he had confidence.

“I’m informing you now; we’re setting out tomorrow.

Be prepared,” said the Efreeti before his lower body turned into a cloud of ash and embers and he flew away.

No more words were spoken that night.

The next morning, the Efreeti arrived at the Brass Dragon’s cave, extending an invitation to join him on a trip to Steam Lake.

“I understand.

Now go,” the Brass Dragon climbed out of his cave, “I will go there myself.”

“Fine, just remember our agreement.

Meet before the hills near Steam Lake,” the Efreeti threatened, “I hope you’re not going to break your word, or else if I cannot see you by this afternoon, you will be my enemy.”

The Brass Dragon, unlike the arrogant Red Dragon or the proud Blue Dragon, was mainly more conversational.

Yet after all, as a True Dragon, pride was not absent from its bones.

Facing the Efreeti’s threat, and knowing that the Efreeti would likely have a rough day today, the Brass Dragon snorted dismissively and turned to leave.

Watching the Brass Dragon turn and leave, the Efreeti restrained himself from drawing his sword and striking out.

The Efreeti departed.

The Brass Dragon returned to his cave, entering his treasure vault, where he saw statues of beautiful women and warrior maidens neatly aligned.

“Goodbye, Alya.

Behave, Lilith, and wait for me at home.

Fiona, don’t bully others or be mischievous, you little demon…” The Brass Dragon bid farewell to each of his loves before turning to face a large mirror adorned with brass.

Yes, he had taken the money upfront and carried away that mirror.

Brass Dragon gazed into the mirror, imagining his mate by his side, a cute young Brass Dragon female, before shaking his neck and turning to leave his lair, heading towards Steam Lake.

Not far from Steam Lake, he saw the Efreeti who was already growing impatient with waiting.

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…

Today, Leon originally planned to go on a big shopping spree in Oasis City because Brass Dragon told him that Efreeti was coming over for revenge, so he specifically waited at Dome Castle.

“Don’t be nervous…” Tassera already came over yesterday, standing by Leon to slap away all nearby Fire Elements, accurate one hit at a time, so they don’t switch sides to serve the Efreeti, known as the Lord of Blazing Flames, upon its command.

In fact, Blue Dragon once advised Leon to just kill all the Salamanders, mainly because the Salamanders facing their former master, the Efreeti, could not guarantee their loyalty.

But Leon thought they should be given a chance, as they were all excellent craftsmen with great utility in normal times.

“Why would I be nervous?” Leon leaned on the balcony railing, “It can’t be that we would lose three against one.”

“I heard that Efreeti can perform Praying Skill,” said Tassera.

“Praying Skill is a very high-level spell,” Leon remembered that Praying Skill is part of Nine-Ring Magic, only accessible to spellcasters of around fifteenth level and beyond, “I don’t believe he can grasp Praying Skill.

If he could, he would have used it last time, not wait until now.”

“That’s true,” Tassera pondered and nodded, “The power of Noble Genies granting wishes has become legendary among mortals, but only a few individuals among the most powerful Noble Genies are capable of that, definitely not that Efreeti.”

“Speaking of which…

you really can’t do it?” Leon took out an Empty Magic Oil Lamp pilfered from the Brass Dragon’s treasure hoard, “Trap that Efreeti inside this Empty Magic Oil Lamp.”

“I can’t right now,” Tassera said earnestly, “But give me a year to research, and I’m sure I can do it.”

“A year’s time, it’ll all be over by then,” Leon’s shoulders drooped.

“Honestly, I never understood why you chose that Empty Magic Oil Lamp,” Tassera brought up the Empty Magic Oil Lamp.

“Because you said it could contain Efreeti.”

“It definitely can,” Tassera set down the Empty Magic Oil Lamp, “But I can’t do it, I’m not good at Summoning and Binding.”

Leon had no response to that.

“Efreeti hasn’t arrived yet, let’s play a game of chess,” Tassera was getting a bit impatient and couldn’t focus on reading because of thinking about Efreeti.

“What kind of chess?” Leon asked.

“This kind.” Tassera took out a chessboard from her Dimension Bag, resembling an international chess set.

“Alright.” Leon sat opposite Tassera, having previously played with Blue Dragon, it was a special chess set that didn’t require hands to move the pieces, but could control the pieces vocally to fight on the board, which was quite interesting.

The game was not finished, but the end was just moments away because Leon was already left with only a King, a Knight, and a few Soldiers barely hanging on, when he suddenly noticed the figure of Brass Dragon appearing in the sky, as if to deliberately remind them.

“Brass Dragon is here,” Leon stood up.

“If he’s here, he’s here,” Tassera had a strong desire to win and lose, “Sit down, let’s finish this game first.”