Chapter 124 Gorton's Dilemma, Three Years Later

Kingdom of Lorthorn, Royal Court, Back Garden.

The iron dragon Gorton lay half-reclined with its belly exposed, its body adorned with a dazzling array of jewels and ornaments. Even its horns had been meticulously carved and polished by craftsmen, with daffodil-like patterns engraved on them.

The dragon scales all over its body have been polished and carved, each one shining like the finest obsidian, without the slightest scratch.

Several maids served on both sides.

They kept bringing all sorts of delicious food to Tielong.

Delicious barbecue, rich broth, sweet fruit, and delicious cakes are all available.

But Gorton wasn't happy. He lay there listlessly, only occasionally opening his mouth to eat the food the maid brought, looking at his belly with a gloomy expression.

It felt as fat as a pig.

No, it's fatter than a pig.

The succulent flesh was almost bursting out through the scales, and the belly was bulging in circles. The iron dragon's normally cold and hard mask was now covered in fat and flabby flesh.

The iron dragon reached a length of ten meters, making it larger than the red dragons of the same age.

In terms of its magnanimity, it is almost comparable to Galus.

The difference is that Galos is covered in bulging muscles, as hard as steel, while it is covered in flabby flesh, and when it crawls on the ground, its flesh ripples like waves.

With the powerful energy expenditure of a dragon's stomach.

God knows how much Goldon must eat every day to get this fat.

After eating for another hour.

Gordon stopped eating and decided to lose weight.

“My dear Goldon, are you unhappy? You’ve been eating less these past few days, and you seem to have lost some weight.”

A graceful young girl, wearing a crystal crown, ran up to Tie Long with small steps and said worriedly.

The girl's name is Elena, she is fourteen years old, a princess of the Kingdom of Lorthen, and the king's darling.

Unlike her siblings who were fond of vying for power, Elena was innocent and naive, which made her the king's favorite and the object of affection for her other siblings.

The young dragon Gorton is her beloved playmate, who has been with her since she was six years old.

"Um, Elena, I want to lose weight."

"Gorton muttered."

"You're cutest like this, why do you need to lose weight?"

Elena, puzzled, pounced on Gordon's belly and rubbed her cheek against him.

"I can barely fly anymore."

Gorton flapped his dragon wings, creating a gust of wind, but his body remained motionless as he said in frustration.

"It's alright, I'll have the court sorcerers inscribe some magic arrays on your wings, and you'll be able to fly."

Elena said with a grin, "Sweetie, eat some more. If you finish these last few pieces of cake, I'll give you a sapphire."

Tempted by the treasure, Gorton's eyes lit up. And since it was indeed not full and still craved delicious food, it ate several more pieces of tasty and sweet cake.

"I have terrible luck."

"If I hadn't been brought here, I would now be galloping across the wilderness with a lithe and powerful physique, ruling over my territory and expanding my land."

Gorton thought to himself, and felt a deep longing for his life in the wilderness.

"I've made an appointment with a craftsman."

Elena took Gorton's hand and said, "Your claws and scales need some maintenance."

Gorton slowly got up and moved from the back garden to his private palace. A dozen craftsmen polished its claws and teeth from head to toe, removing the dust and dirt. Finally, they carved beautiful patterns on its claws, horns, and scales, making the iron dragon look like a masterpiece of art. Its only flaw was that it was too thick.

The Wilderness of Sel, the Ironclad Clan.

After two weeks of slumber, Iron Dragon Thorog had healed all his injuries and, full of fighting spirit and enthusiasm, began to make concrete plans for the Ironforge clan.

First, the battle groups were restructured.

The Bone Chewing Clan has officially changed its name to Starbreaker Hammer, focusing on frontal breakthroughs and positional defense.

The clan names inherited by other chapters were also removed and reconstructed based on their characteristics.

Units with agility and mobility, such as giant wolf riders, giant lizard riders, and hyena riders, were integrated into a warband composed entirely of knights called the Crimson Cavalry.

Units such as warlocks and shamans form the Eye of Oblivion.

Those soldiers with relatively balanced skill levels, the largest numbers, and less distinctive characteristics, together constitute the "Iron Will".

After reorganizing the battle group.

This involves a more detailed class division, the establishment of reward and punishment systems, and upward mobility channels, so that the monsters under their command have goals to strive for, instead of just blindly obeying orders, thus increasing their motivation.

Tie Long also deeply understands the importance of ideology.

True cohesion does not come from shared clan names or established systems, but from a powerful, dignified lord whom all his subjects look up to and are loyal to.

It temporarily appointed the ogre Ugo as the leader of the artisans, and put him in charge of building the statues of Garros in the various tribes.

At the same time, it instructed the wiser sorcerers in each tribe to compose songs for Galos, praising Galos's power and wisdom, and to teach the young tribesmen to sing them, so that they could hear about Galos's great achievements and praise his greatness from a young age.

The songs also vary depending on the preferences of different tribes and creatures.

For example, the ogre tribe.

[Crack! The enemy tribe's wall has collapsed!]

Sizzle! The dragon's breath burned the chieftain to ashes!

Eat up! Beneath the charred skin lies juicy, fatty meat!

The wind from the king's wings—carried the aroma of meat throughout the Serbian wilderness!

Thump! Thump! Follow the Crimson Wings!

Where my feet have stepped, the blood has been boiled into broth!!

They worship power, their purpose in life is simply to eat, they are simple-minded, and the songs they sing are full of food elements, with a primitive and rough style, which makes them easy to spread among cannibals.

Regarding territory.

Galos had previously considered setting up outposts and garrisons in important high ground, passes, and key routes.

Iron Dragon Sorog also implemented this, connecting the bases of several tribes to form a unified territory, and dispatching appropriate units to garrison important locations.

There is also the more crucial layer of scale-soil fissures.

Nick's caravan came again, bringing Galos more black oil and other needed resources, and then returned with more copper ore and fine ores produced from the symbiotic pool.

Nick's caravan returned laden with profits, boasting of their gains as instructed by the Ironforge Clan, which attracted bolder caravans.

At first, the caravan was somewhat apprehensive and cautious, but after discovering that there were no more monster attacks on the Scaled Earth Rift and that the monster clans were willing to trade normally, the number of trips between them increased.

The ferocious beasts and monsters around the Scaled Earth Rift Road will even be wiped out by those monster clans.

In summary, the Scaled Earth Rift, which had been almost abandoned due to the rampant plundering by the ogre clan, gradually became prosperous again.

Between the Iron Clan and the civilized world.

This has created a temporarily stable trading channel.

Various raw ores, as well as materials such as hides, claws, and teeth of ferocious beasts and monsters, were transported to the southern countries.

Black oil, armor, weapons, alchemical tools, communication stones, and other items were transported to the wilderness, strengthening the Ironforge clan's foundation and making it grow stronger day by day.

that's all.

With the assistance of the Iron Dragon Governor, Garus no longer had to worry about the trivial matters of his territory, allowing him to focus on his training and evolution. Moreover, with an ample supply of black oil, his life became peaceful and stable.

Unfortunately.

Time seems to pass faster in calm conditions.

Before we knew it, three years had passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, the territory developed rapidly and in an orderly manner, and seventeen-year-old Garus officially became a young dragon.

(End of this chapter)