Don't Mess with That Dragon-Chapter 486 - 40: Refusal (First Update)

When visiting for help, the most awkward situation is being unable to provide what the other party needs.

The Ireland Kingdom is vast, and as one of the top kingdoms among many in the Central Earth World, it possesses a deep accumulation of wealth and resources, be it gold or various products, and magical knowledge.

Before the audience with Austin, Princess Sarah initially intended to cater to the Dragon Race’s preferences by offering a large amount of gold to request Austin’s assistance.

But after witnessing the grandeur of this great hall, where gold coins shone brilliantly and pillars of gold stood on either side, it was evident that the price either did not weigh heavily in the other’s eyes or the cost to pay was far greater than imagined, to the point that even the Ireland Kingdom could not afford it.

In the Central Earth Continent, there have been kings who attempted to hire the Dragon Race with gold coins.

Some poorly faring giant dragons even accepted certain kingdoms’ nobility rewards, accumulating gold bit by bit to build their lair.

As long as enough gold coins are offered, the hired giant dragon would even personally attack enemy nations and be at the kingdom’s service.

Of course, the amount of gold coins required to hire the Dragon Race is indeed not insignificant, typically calculated based on ten years of a duchy’s tax revenue.

However, the saying "money can communicate with gods" holds true even in this otherworld, proving to be an unchanging truth.

Yet, trying to use employment methods on someone who is essentially sitting on a mountain of gold would obviously not be that easy.

With a million annual salary, it’s easy to recruit a salaried employee earning three thousand a month.

But if the other party is already a billionaire, how could equivalent conditions possibly entice them?

Such is the situation Princess Sarah faces.

"Great Lord of the Beastman Tribe, His Highness Austin, if you can help the Ireland Kingdom through this crisis, then the kingdom’s treasury is yours to select from at will."

Princess Sarah gritted her teeth and spoke of a condition she believed would make any dragon race excited.

The treasury of a kingdom is undoubtedly an immense fortune.

In fact, Sarah is not the king of the Ireland Kingdom and has no authority to decide the fate of the kingdom’s treasury, but in such a situation, she has no choice.

"The kingdom’s treasury?"

There was a slight hint of ridicule in Austin’s words.

"Do you have more gold than I do?"

The golden pillars along the hallway of the great hall, each weighing hundreds of tons, not to mention the golden throne he sits on and the numerous gold and diamond treasures stored in the Dragon Nest Tribe’s warehouse.

Within the Dragon Nest Tribe’s territory, there is a Volcanic Cluster Domain.

That volcanic area spans tens of kilometers, formed when the Beast God Divine Kingdom fell from the starry sky many years ago, piercing through the earth’s veins, causing the underground magma to rise under immense pressure.

In that fallen divine kingdom, Austin gained numerous rewards.

He also witnessed the old priest who possessed epic-level strength hidden within the divine kingdom before his death.

After the complete collapse and disappearance of the fallen divine kingdom, Austin did not give up on developing that volcanic cluster domain.

A large amount of gold, diamonds, mithril, and various precious mineral materials were spewed out from the volcano, along with magma from the earth, forming richly abundant mineral deposits after cooling.

During these years of development, the Dragon Nest Beastmen have mined substantial quantities of gold diamonds, mithril, obsidian, and numerous alchemical materials from the volcanic cluster domain.

The mines are so abundant that what Austin lacks the least now are gold and silver.

He is sitting on an entire golden mountain, a dragon that has transcended such vulgar interests as money.

"Sarah Plantis, for you to cross the perilous Dolan Glacier Plateau to get here, your perseverance and courage are admirable, but I still don’t want to get involved in the turmoil of the Central Earth World. The Dragon Nest Tribe also won’t spend energy on such fruitless matters. If there’s nothing else, you may leave."

The voice full of dignity reverberated across the vast hall, suddenly resounding like a muffled thunder after a lasting silence within the hall.

"This..."

As Austin’s words fell, the Beastman Guards on either side stepped forward to drag the group out.

Princess Sarah looked anxious.

At that moment, Hansen, the captain of the Ireland Kingdom’s Royal Knight Order behind Princess Sarah, stepped forward, his hand patting the chest armor with a clear sound.

"Your Highness, since the esteemed Blue Dragon is unwilling to help, then let us leave. It indicates that this is not the place Master Merlin mentioned as capable of saving Ireland. Moreover, I don’t think they have the ability to support Ireland Kingdom in the turmoil that lies ahead."

The clear voice echoed in the hall.

All around, the Dragon Nest Beastman Guards glared angrily, their furry large hands tightly gripping the weapons, ready to chop this boastful guy into pieces at Austin’s command.

The atmosphere in the hall tightened.

Hansen stepped forward a few steps, blocking in front of Princess Sarah, facing the Dragon Nest Beastman Guards who were about to draw their weapons, his eyes filled with calmness.

"Captain Hansen, you..."

Not only Princess Sarah but even the members of the Royal Knight Order behind her were stunned.

Their eyes stared in bewilderment at the figure blocking the group in front,

filled with confusion, as if wondering whether this guy was swapped or went mad, why would Captain Hansen suddenly provoke the other party?

On the throne, Austin looked down, his profound eyes meeting Hansen’s calm gaze.

Suddenly, Austin sneered, his voice eerily echoing:

"Boy, do you think this can provoke me, achieving your goal?"

Sweat began to drip down Hansen’s forehead.

He didn’t move a muscle, yet a crushing pressure pounded down from above, threatening to press him to the ground.

Just as Captain Hansen struggled against the overwhelming pressure breaking down from all over him, Austin’s voice continued to reverberate:

"Trying to anger me with words, hoping the furious me would crush this reptile to pieces, then using the Dragon Race’s proud nature, which would never tolerate challenges, I’d certainly step in to help the princess you’re protecting and save Ireland Kingdom, ultimately exchanging your humble life for the princess’s success."

"Facing death with equanimity, truthfully speaking, I do admire you a bit."

"However, daring to provoke me, are you ready for how you’ll die!"

As these words fell, the pressure around him abruptly surged!

Boom!

The intangible, formless fearsome pressure suddenly increased tenfold.

Hansen felt as if he were carrying a mountain on his shoulders. The terrible pressure was transmitted from every cell in his body, causing his skin to crack under the overwhelming weight, blood and sweat mixed as they streamed down, staining his entire body red in an instant.