Most kobolds have a strong sense of responsibility, and at least they remember that they have work to do.

After finishing my work and having some free time, I took a stroll back to listen to the free real dragon performance.

Anything becomes normal once you become accustomed to it.

Ivinsa doesn't pay much attention to this aspect.

Even if it's just one person, he can sing cheerfully, not to mention there are so many audiences now.

There are so many kobolds, and some of them will always gather around when they have time.

The leader of the Yingya Didong tribe, Chester, was trembling with fear, waiting for Gavin to do something to his tribe. He was even mentally prepared for a big hybrid between the Yingya Didong and Heijing tribes.

But Gavin had no intention of doing so.

The only big move was probably to mobilize 300 kobolds from the Yingya Cave, who were good at digging and mining, to support the Black Well Tribe's mining work.

What remains is the continuous supply of supplies from the Black Well Tribe being transported here, of which food accounts for the bulk.

The food quality of the kobolds in Yingya Cave has skyrocketed since then.

Whether it has reached the level of the Black Well tribe, Chester doesn't know, but compared to before, the level has improved by more than a quarter and a half. All the kobolds are satisfied with their food, and their favorability towards Gavin is rising.

The most important thing is that the number of ordinary kobolds in Yingya Cave is also rising slowly. In just ten days, not to mention the three hundred that Gavin transferred away, there are even more than two hundred more.

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The Eagle Cliff Cave was originally the largest kobold tribe around Eagle Cliff, which was previously restricted by the Harpy Banshee.

Now not only has this scourge been eliminated, but a real dragon has also joined the family, and living standards have been rising again.

The kobolds around are not like flies smelling the fishy smell and actively burrowing in here.

This was because Gavin was more afraid of the young red dragon and didn't want to attract his attention prematurely.

Otherwise, if you take the baby dragon around for a while in the surrounding ravines and shout a few times, then the real population explosion will come.

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Nothing bothered Roderick like ridicule, every insult, every syllable of laughter, bothered him like a grain of sand seeping under his scales, tickling him until he was composed of roiling hatred.

protective layer until it is covered.

Most of his hatred is now directed at a young copper dragon who dared to let her lair get too close to his, a cub named Iwensa.

The pretentious guy continually took pleasure in irritating him and was always able to escape his wrath and walk away shouting insults in a monotonous rhythm.

Roderick spent hours every day plotting his revenge on Ivinsa, imagining all the ways he could pull her entrails out of her body, spending especially long time on that cursed tongue.

That cursed little cub disappeared for more than two days some time ago, allowing Roderick to enjoy a rare leisure time.

He couldn't help but wonder with satisfaction, whether the claw that almost split the little cub in half during the last chase scared her, causing her to roll out of her own territory in despair and never dare to appear again.

When in front of yourself.

Iwensa jumped out again and appeared in front of him, saying that she had composed a new poem and wanted him to appreciate it.

Just hearing one word made Roderick fly into a rage. This little bastard tried every way to humiliate him.

If he could unscrew her head and put it in his lair, the scene would be even more wonderful and worthy of his appreciation.

It's just that this little kid's figure is as slippery as ever.

Obviously he has faster speed, but every time, this little kid uses his smaller body and more flexible changes of direction to drill into various complex terrains in the rocky ground, chasing after him, and then disappears.

When he turned around, the other person was laughing at him from a distance again.

This time, as before, he chased and chased, but Roderick once again lost the chase.

no.

I can no longer continue to pursue this foolishly.

This will only make those brats more likely to laugh at themselves.

He should think of a way to restrain that little brat. It wouldn't take long, just a few seconds, or even no need, for him to hold her neck and remove her damn tongue from her mouth.

Then tear it out and wrap it around her neck several times.

When the time comes, he would like to see if she can continue to tease him.

But what method can be used to limit it?

Just as the young red dragon was scratching his head, a figure wandered out from the valley on the other side, humming the lyrics he had just thought of while flying.

The two dragons immediately met their eyes.

This is a chance encounter.

Not only did the young red dragon not think of it, but even Ivinsa didn't think of it either.

There are so many valleys around, who would have thought that the other party would take this route.

It's really like meeting your favorite around the corner.
Chapter completed!