"Holm, my brother, it's been a long time since we last met. After all, I am your brother, right? Don't you welcome me?" Grodes landed on the ground, looked at the old orc in front of him, and spoke.

From a long distance away, he could smell the scent of his brother. There was no mistake, it was the scent of a half-dragon. To the nose of a giant dragon like him, the scent of a half-dragon was particularly pungent and he could smell it clearly.

"........Get out! I don't have any dragon brothers, and I am ashamed of the red dragon blood in my body." The old orc said with a very ugly expression.

Just now, when the red dragon was still in the sky, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and even a sense of fear from his blood. That was the dragon bloodline, the natural suppression of half-dragon descendants.

But from childhood to adulthood, because of his half-dragon blood, he suffered all kinds of humiliation and discrimination. He finally grew up to be a hero of the Orc tribe, but he did not expect that when he was in his twilight years, a dragon claiming to be his brother would come to him.

"Don't say that, Holm. Father treats you half-dragon children much better than other dragons. He once took you to a family gathering. Don't you remember?" Grodus said.

Among all the dragons, his father was the best to his half-blood children. At least his father remembered the name of each half-blood child and took them to family gatherings.

Of course, that's all. It's impossible to expect a five-colored dragon to have any strong sense of family.

But this seems too much compared to other dragons.

The other dragons had a very bad attitude towards their half-dragon children.

Sometimes they even kill these half-dragon children.

Even if it is a dragon beast hatched from a dragon egg, they will kill it without hesitation.

At least his father recognized these children, which was much better than other dragons.

"I don't care! I didn't want to go to that party at all. He threatened my entire race and said he would kill all my people if I didn't go. That's why I went reluctantly. Besides, my mother had been dead for many years at that time." The old orc raised his axe and pointed at Grodus, and said angrily.

What kind of father was he? He had never come to see his mother until she died. Only after he had grown up and become a hero of the Orc Tribe did he find him and ask him to attend a family gathering.

Holm had refused outright back then, but facing a legendary dragon father, he had no ability to resist.

"Okay, I'm not here to reminisce about the past with you. This time I came here to ask you for a favor, the kind that will be paid." Grodes said.

I know this group of half-dragons don't have much of a crush on their father, but to be honest, their father is already considered a very good person among dragons.

There are many giant dragons that don’t even know who their father is. The five-colored evil dragons are raised by their mother dragons since childhood, and once they reach adolescence, they will be driven away to survive independently.

But in the eyes of other intelligent creatures, this is a very irresponsible behavior.

But in the eyes of the dragon clan, it is normal.

"I won't do anything for you. I don't want to have anything to do with the dragon clan. Either get out or I will send you away myself." The old orc raised his axe and said fiercely.

The giant bear next to him stood up and roared, showing no fear at all when facing the red dragon that was several times larger than itself.

"Sharina, you are no match for him, come back." The old orc roared and called back his war bear.

He knew very well how powerful a dragon was. If he were still young, he would be able to fight, but now with his old body, he was definitely no match for an adult dragon.

"Okay, Grodes, you step back. Leave the rest to me, your master." Dress shook his head, jumped off Grodes' back, and spoke.

If this stupid dragon continues talking, the old orc might start fighting with him and the others, and then there will be another old orc's corpse, which is not good.

After all, I came here to learn, not to kill people.

At this time, the old beastman remembered that his brother seemed to be carrying a human being here, which means that this guy had become someone else's mount.

It feels so good! Being a mount is considered a great humiliation in the eyes of the dragon clan.

"Mr. Old Orc, this time I brought a lot of fine wine and a pair of sharp fangs. Soon, I will also give you some very high-quality leather. I hope you can do me a favor with these three gifts." Dress said.

"I'm not interested and won't help you in any way." said the old orc.

"Can you at least listen to my conditions first? I came here this time just to ask you to teach me the ways of hunters and how to tame animals." Dress said.

The old orc was shocked when he heard this.

A human dragon knight actually came to me to learn the hunter's beast taming skills. Is this wrong?

Are you sick, Dragon Rider?

With your identity as a Five-Colored Dragon Knight, you can easily get by anywhere in the human empire.

You actually came to our orcs' territory, and I am learning the way of the hunter. Don't humans look down on this?

Using wild beasts to fight is a technique that humans consider to be not elegant at all.

"I can feel that your strength is not much worse than mine. Why do you want to learn the hunter's way of taming beasts?" asked the old orc.

"Because I have a few big ones." After saying that, Dress waved his hand and released Red King directly, and made it appear in a giant size.

As soon as the 45-meter-tall Red King appeared, he brought a huge sense of oppression to the old orcs.

So big! So strong! What is this thing? It doesn't look like a monster.

"It's called Red King, and it's a monster. I know you might not understand the word 'monster', but just think of it as a very powerful beast. It's not very smart, but its strength is undeniable, and it can beat up legends.

"I want to learn the hunter's way of taming animals, and then apply some of the hunter's skills to it, to enhance its combat effectiveness and make it obey my orders." Dress began.

"Yeah! Where's the gift you just mentioned!"

Dress took out the prepared liquor and King Red's two huge front teeth.

The old orc didn't even look at the liquor, but stepped forward to examine King Red's tusk, his face lit up with joy.

It is really a top-notch material, better than any material I have ever seen before. This thing can be used to make many battle axes, spears, and even bows.

"I can teach you the hunter's way of taming beasts, as long as you can learn it, but I have two conditions."