Beneath the Red Dragon

Besides, Pikku Little Elf Riven recruited a batch of idle Pick Elves from home, specifically utilizing the Elf Dust of these Pick Elves combined with the Magic Image engraved on special Cards, allowing these special Cards to manifest their own image and sound actions when launching attacks.

Due to the vigorous promotion by Little Elf Riven and Red Copper Dragon Alfred, coupled with the Eternal Card itself being a fun and intellectual game, this game soon became popular in the Golden City.

Even the Beloveds of the Dragons, almost every Beloved resting in the Golden City, had a deck of cards in hand and would rush to this place to play games loudly during their rest, which indeed attracted a lot of crowds.

Now, Pikku Little Elf is overwhelmed with work printing Cards, feeling as if one head is bigger than two, and the dark circles under Little Elf Riven’s eyes are almost spreading to her chin.

”Lord Fati, your spending in this card hall has exceeded Two Thousand Gold Coins this month,” a middle-aged Foxman watched as Fati’s steps habitually halted again, and touched his somewhat shriveled money bag, advising with some unease.

”No problem, I’ll just take a look and definitely won’t spend another copper,” Beastman Fati muttered with pursed lips, stepping into the card hall.

Upon entering the tavern, a burst of hot air greeted him, the temperature inside being several degrees higher than outside, with cheers and curses continuously echoing.

Large round tables nearly filled with creatures of various races, human Mages and Goblins facing off at the same table, Ogres and young girls competing at another.

Most exaggeratedly, Beastman Fati also saw a demon hybrid with ram horns, lounging carelessly, playing cards with a Snake Woman.

Just like the taunting in the hybrid demon’s eyes, teasing the luscious figure of the Snake Woman opposite.

Without exception, these creatures wore or hung an identity badge on their chest or hands, which was a required identification to register upon entering the Golden City. With this identification costing a Silver Coin, one could freely move within the Giant Dragon Territory.

Creatures without identification, if caught, could proudly enjoy the lifetime package of the Giant Dragon Territory, becoming serfs, with guaranteed food, shelter, and labor!

One by one, tall and beautiful Elves with white-green skin, the minimum being lovely, dressed in short robes revealing their long white legs, wandered between the tables. Their trays held drinks that were quickly bought by the drinkers, and in the process, received a couple of gropes on their tender bodies.

But these Elves dared not resist, being the first tribe in Greenfield Forest to be swept away by Karon, becoming slaves as their best fate.

They could never forget the Elven Warriors who participated in the camp assault being beheaded by the warriors under the Dragons, their heads stacked high.

The Elf Elder was cruelly tortured to death by the Dogman Warriors, perishing amid endless agony and wails. Only those Druids who did not take action were assigned to the Beast Park within the Giant Dragon Territory, becoming lowly Beast Officers, raising Beasts for the Dragons.

The female Elves who had not spilled blood became slaves, eternally without freedom. Even the Tree of Life, once regarded by these Elves as sacred, was toppled by the Dragons, its core dissected and chopped.

Beastman Fati did not linger long on these people, he looked towards the tall fireplace, at the long counter crowded with people.

Once the top Assassin of the Blood Rose Mercenaries, known as the Shadow Black Widow, Shari, this Charming Assassin clad in tight leather, who wouldn’t flinch when assassinating a country’s Duke, was now trembling as she opened the Card package in her hands.

Suddenly, a blinding golden light flashed, and an elf image holding a lyre, legs crossed, playing amidst the enemy’s corpses appeared in the golden light, accompanied by a lazy voice saying: ”Allow me to play an Elf Tune!”

Oh, instantly, those gathered around exclaimed.

”Golden Card, Golden Legend, wow, striking it rich,” a human Mage, eyes red, unconsciously stroked the Magic Staff in his hands.

”Damn, how does this woman have such good luck,” Dwarf Clagon looked dejected, as his salary this month only went to drinking and opening Card packages, but obviously, Clagon hadn’t drawn anything good.

”Wow, the golden Card, this could compare with the Legendary Card of Centaur Chiron, it’s only the second one this month, quickly look at its effects!”

The surrounding crowd started to make noise, even those in battle couldn’t resist casting their gaze over.

Only the female assassin Shari in the center held tightly to her Card, laughing madly, saying: ”Hahaha, a windfall, my pension is back!”

Beastman Fati silently furrowed his brow, recalling the Gold Coins invested this month all amounted to nothing, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, ”Indeed, the joys between people aren’t shared; their happiness to me is simply noise!”

Beastman Fati inhaled deeply, silently extending a hand to his personal attendant, the middle-aged Foxman.

The middle-aged foxman’s heart tightened, he whispered: ”Lord Fati, the operational funds allocated by the Elder Council have already been half consumed, are you…”