Evolving Silver Dragon-Chapter 42 - : 041 Dragon Eye and Fireball Clan_1
Chapter 42: 041 Dragon Eye and Fireball Clan_1
Translator: 549690339
Eventually, Otto met up with Sofia at the edge of the Lizardman Clan’s territory, along with a large group of Ogres following her.
It was a formidable force, even stronger than the entire Lizardman Clan.
At Mega Fatty’s roar, more than sixty Ogres lay respectfully on the ground in front of Otto, offering their loyalty to him.
“So what happened?”
With his head tilted and full of question marks, Otto listened as Sofia skillfully climbed to his neck and explained the whole story after some considerable effort.
“Well done!”
Otto didn’t skimp on his praise, and the little girl lifted her head and squinted with upturned corners of her mouth, clearly enjoying it.
More importantly, just as she had thought, Otto had long forgotten about the spanking incident.
If it weren’t for the Ogres lying right in front of him, Otto would hardly believe Sofia’s words.
He counted more than sixty Ogres lying there.
The Lizardmen were preparing food for these Ogres, of course, not forgetting Otto’s share.
However, this group of starving giants had an astonishing appetite. If they hadn’t hunted the Multi-headed Serpent Lizard before and obtained an ample supply of meat, they wouldn’t have been able to sustain such consumption.
But if it were to continue like this, the pressure would still be enormous.
Soon, Saru found Otto: “Your Majesty, your growing legion is a good thing, but I have to inform you that with our current situation, it’s a bit difficult to feed so many Ogres…”
Food shortage again…
Otto suddenly felt that the grilled meat in his mouth wasn’t savory anymore. He sighed, understanding Saru’s meaning.
Besides the Ogres, the food Otto himself consumed was also horrifying.
It seemed that obtaining new territories and recruiting more followers were equally important. Just recruiting monster clans without an adequate food supply might result in them attacking their peers due to hunger before Otto could use them.
Just as he was considering what to do next, he noticed Saru still standing in front of him, looking as if he wanted to say something.
“What is it?”
Otto looked at the old Lizardman doubtfully.
After glancing at the Ogres nearby, Saru hesitated for a moment and still tried to plead: “Your Majesty, I would like to ask you to give the Lizardman Clan a name!”
“A name?”
Following his gaze, Otto soon understood what he meant. It wasn’t an excessive request.
But with a little maneuvering, an even better result could be obtained.
“What do you think of the Dragon Eye Clan?”
Saru looked at Otto in surprise, unable to figure out the connection between the name and the Lizardmen.
Seeing his confusion, Otto laughed: “Saru, in the future, the number of followers under my command will definitely increase. Although Lizardmen may not be the best at fighting…”
Worry appeared on Saru’s face, but Otto continued: “However, you possess a mind more intelligent and rational than ordinary monsters, and you are the first clan to follow me.”
“The reason I gave you the name Dragon Eye Clan is that I hope you can be like my eyes, helping me manage the massive monster legion in the future.”
After saying that, Otto looked at the trembling Saru. The old Lizardman once again knelt on the ground.
With respect and emotion, he said, “The Dragon Eye Clan will never fail your expectations!”Ever since he chose to follow Otto, Shasharu had been constantly worrying about the future of his clan.
After all, Otto was currently just a young dragon, at most a teenage dragon, and his personal strength and influence were far inferior compared to the two adult dragons in the vicinity.
While he couldn’t say he regretted his decision, he was definitely concerned. However, after Otto’s speech, he felt that he had at least chosen the right master.
Even if they ultimately fail and die, he and his clan wouldn’t retreat by one step.
At Otto’s request, Shasharu began to prepare for the scouting and acquisition of new territories and hunting grounds.
Now that they had a large number of Ogre enforcers, Otto didn’t have to personally deal with some of the usual troubles.
Always relying on their master to handle everything is not the real role of a loyal subordinate.
Full of confidence and motivation, Shasharu vowed not to disgrace the name of the Dragon Eye Clan and would soon win more territories and followers for Otto.
Almost no monster clans in the vicinity could withstand the onslaught of dozens of Ogres. These big guys not only brought heavy food pressure but also formidable foreign power.
Dozens of Ogres made it possible to put Shasharu’s various plans into action.
After leaving Otto’s side, the old lizardman quickly sought out the person in charge of these Ogres.
Of course, it wasn’t Sofia. This young girl was just the nominal leader of the Ogres. While she had the highest authority, she rarely exercised it.
So, Shasharu met with three Ogres: Mega Fatty, Little Fatty, and another Ogre he had never seen before called Wuga.
It was Wuga, who previously wielded a stone hammer to challenge Mega Fatty. He inherited the name of the former leader and helped manage the other sixty-plus Ogres for Sofia.
His status was below Mega Fatty and Little Fatty, but these two Ogres needed to be on call for Sofia at all times.
So in most cases, for matters involving the Ogres, Shasharu needed to find Wuga to carry out the tasks.
Fortunately, Wuga had a better brain than ordinary Ogres and was very obedient.
This relieved Shasharu, and it seemed that his work would be much easier from now on.
The Lizardman Clan, oh no, they had already changed their name to the Dragon Eye Clan.
Even if they were on the outskirts of Nolan Forest, there were still many other monster clans living nearby the Dragon Eye Clan.
Of course, they all shared the same characteristic: they were weak.
At least with these Ogres, plus the Lizardman Warriors, he could easily overrun most of the neighbors he previously dared not provoke.
So who would be the first victim?
Shasharu quickly made a decision: a weak Gnoll clan, with just over one hundred members, seemed like a good choice.
At this point, the Ogres should have eaten their fill. Now it was time to work hard.
At Shasharu’s request, Wuga quickly assembled all the adult Ogres, leaving behind only some immature youngsters.
The operation was about to begin. The Ogres used monster blood as paint and drew twisted circles on their exposed bellies.
Mega Fatty held up his patched fire stick, and a basketball-sized fireball floated above the stunned Shasharu, appearing like a sinister ritual.
The Ogres chanted the name of the Fireball Clan, devoutly kneeling before the fireball in the air, resembling a scene from a cult gathering.
The old lizardman hesitated and looked at Sofia, who gave him a look that said, “It’s up to you.”
At this moment, Shasharu finally understood the true meaning of the name “Fireball Clan”…
