Jeanne listened in gleefully from the side: "Delivering a blow to the English, this Bourbon brat now in power really has some capability. With this battle, his prestige might even surpass Napoleon."

The prestige of the Napoleon Family was originally at the top among the France royal family, but unfortunately, Napoleon III emerged and became a stepping stone for Great Emperor Franz in unifying Germany.

Viviana held her words, as the eldest daughter of the Hohenzollern Family, she couldn't help but worry about her family and country, after all, that war Losa mentioned was a disaster with millions of casualties.

Standing at the crater.

Losa opened his hands, allowing the gold stored in the King's Treasure Ring worn on his finger to fall in batches.

These golden, beautiful elves instantly caught the attention of Demon Dragon Ladon, who pretended not to care and snorted, "A meeting gift? In that case, I'll gladly accept it."

As he spoke, the head in the middle eagerly opened its mouth, while the Highly Poisonous Head beside it reluctantly followed suit, muttering while opening its mouth: "Pour it here, pour it here!"

However, as these gold coins fell into the air, they quickly lost their color.

The golden hue faded, replaced by a lead-grey color, and then transformed into a wisp of flying ash.

"Hey, hey, what's going on?"

"My money!"

The demon dragon, whose face was filled with heartache, suddenly swelled, and he exclaimed excitedly, "It's back, it's back! My power has returned, praise you, great Lord of Old!"

His body swelled continuously as the gold coins fell, quickly expanding more than ten times from its original length of over a meter.

By the time the last coin fell, a gigantic beast more than ten meters long had appeared before everyone.

"Why did it stop?"

The ecstatic demon dragon's face was filled with bewilderment, and all three heads looked over in dissatisfaction.

"What, not satisfied?"

Losa's tone was a bit harsh, he met you and raised you to the max level, yet your intimacy is still "cold", you should know, he is not wealthy now, all this money was exchanged from "scrap".

The flame dragon head in the middle snorted: "It's not that I'm not satisfied, I just feel that with my current power, it might be hard to help the Captain. If I could recover to my peak, I promise I'd serve you wholeheartedly."

The Highly Poisonous Head beside it gritted its teeth: "Captain, are you forcing me to kneel and beg you?"

The Cursed Head looked helpless, unwilling to deal with its two foolish brothers.

Losa sneered coldly: "Being able to restore you this much is already quite good."

"Alright, I understand."

The Flame Head snorted two streams of fire from its nostrils, "Isn't it just about working to earn benefits?"

The Cursed Head squeezed out a somewhat ingratiating smile, it's hard to imagine a dragon making such a subtle expression: "If I only need gold to regain power, Captain, does it count if my brothers and I go hunting ourselves?"

Losa decisively shook his head: "No, it doesn't count."

Who knows if this guy might end up looting his vassals.

The Flame Head got furious upon hearing this: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work."

The Highly Poisonous Head quickly stepped in to mediate: "Ah, if it doesn't work, it doesn't work. Well... Captain, why don't we discuss our future treatment? How about this: you offer two cows and five sheep every month, don't use camels or those bigger animals... and there must be one pair of human sacrifices every month, gender doesn't matter."

"Human sacrifices?"

Losa's smile grew colder.

"Move aside, I'll spar with this new comrade well."

Even at full level, the Three-headed Demon Dragon's power is still far from its peak hundreds of meters, Losa didn't even need True Dragon Transformation to easily subdue it—although Losa still underwent True Dragon Transformation.

"Wait, don't attack!"

The Highly Poisonous Head cried out in fear, compared to the treatment it received from the Ottoman Family, what it just proposed was nothing at all.

…

The next morning, there was a new Dragon's Nest outside the city, and a municipal meeting was convened.

The Crusaders had long been accustomed to this, as a Miracle Worker, although Losa didn't acknowledge it, many Crusaders and Pilgrims had already subtly regarded Losa as the new Holy Son, the descent of Christ.

Losa's territory was considered the legendary "Celestial Dynasty".

The Coptic people were about the same.

During the time the Crusaders stationed at Alexandria Port, the interactions between them were generally peaceful, thanks to Losa's prestige, although small conflicts were still ongoing, especially in places like taverns where street brawls were most frequent.

The difference among the Franks was already significant, let alone with the Coptic people, but that distinction was still not as great as between Franks and African black people.

Coptic people mostly have brown skin, which is a common skin color in the Mediterranean Region.

Not to the extent like Africans, even in the twentieth century, Europe had special African zoos to display what Europeans considered rare "animals".

Everyone was fundamentally Christian, using religious faith as a link, plus policy support, within one generation, the barriers among them would reduce substantially.

Yet, creating a nation bonded by religion will face many issues.

Presently, in the territories Losa held, religious conflicts were relatively mild, mainly because they are wealthy commercial cities.

But as many Crusaders advanced inland in batches, religious conflicts would soon become more acute, as those who scratched for food from the earth were always the most conservative, Egypt had been occupied by the Saracen for more than five hundred years.

To resolve this issue, Losa believed he had to start with the land.

Land distribution has always been the best way to win farmers' loyalty.

Perhaps the land held by the large landlords couldn't suffice for distribution, but Losa still held two pieces of fertile and sparsely populated land—Transjordan and Sinai Peninsula.

The development of the former was quite good, with two Trees of Life thriving, along with increasingly more Pilgrims providing the Power of Faith, Transjordan's hydrology conditions had already improved greatly.

It's just that Losa had always been too busy to transfer large numbers of migrants there.

As for Sinai Peninsula, although several batches of freed white slaves had been sent there previously, ultimately the development time was still short, and that Tree of Life hadn't, like its parent plant, continuously received lots of nutrients.

Therefore, the only area currently improved was the vicinity of Feilaimai Castle, where over a thousand migrated white slaves and numerous Bedouin captives, centering on it, had established a series of hill farms, forming a town more prosperous than before, able to accommodate five thousand people.

Though the future looks promising, it still can't be put to great use in the short term.