Although Garcia Yufeng once visited the black wing nest and roughly surveyed the situation here, it is the first time that she has found another way and carefully studied the living conditions of the black wing clan at the invitation and guidance of the Dragon King.


    To tell the truth, she wondered why the Black Dragon Lord did this?


    Reasonably speaking, the number of subordinates, clan distribution and ecological status of a force are absolutely confidential to the outside world, and even the alliance will not easily disclose them. However, in the face of the leader of the spirit forest, Caesar led her and spoke from time to time to introduce her in detail like a scene.


    Does that mean you''re not going to let yourself out alive again? The idea rose in Garcia''s mind.


    Caesar took Luna out of her garden, facing the dawn, through the tightly guarded crown fortress with the roaring of flying dragons, and went to the settlements of various clans.


    Although her life is gradually improving with the change of the Black Dragon Lord''s attitude, after all, she has not been released from captivity and controlled by others, so Garcia certainly dare not say no to the Black Dragon Lord. She can only follow the big black dragon''s side and walk through the long jungle under the gaze of a group of evil monsters.


    During this interval, she finally couldn''t help asking, "Your Majesty, what do you need me to do?"


    "You''re too vigilant, Garcia. Relax."


    Caesar''s smile was sincere: "I just want to talk to you. Please believe that I have no intention of you. I am not interested in the forest of elves."


    "When can I get back -"


    "I said, please have a good rest. When the elf forest asks me to take back the queen, I will take you back."


    Caesar interrupted her: "it''s a pity that up to now, no messenger from the spirit forest has come to the black wing nest. Maybe you don''t believe it, but I''d like to guarantee my life."


    This is the truth. Because Chen Bing of the black wing nest is in the west of the forest of elves, the so-called messengers can''t get through at all. After discovering this, those guys fall into a long and complicated negotiation and preparation, and no one will step into Caesar''s territory.


    There was a hesitation on Garcia''s face. She obviously didn''t believe it.


    But it doesn''t matter. Caesar doesn''t want to explain more. Garcia''s faith and disbelief are meaningless at this stage. They have just visited the ecology of stone crow orcs and are ready to move on.


    This time, the journey is far away. The farther north, the deeper into the dark country behind the crown fortress. Garcia did not expect that the sphere of influence of the black wing nest would cover such a wide area. This place is quiet and unpopular. However, looking at the appearance of the Black Dragon Lord, it seems that there are clans belonging to the black wing nest.


    The terrain is more and more steep and twists and turns. Garcia follows her nervously, and the journey is ups and downs. She subconsciously covers her right hand on her chest. Since she changes into this dress, it has become her habitual action - this place is too remote, and Luna is not here. She is a little worried.


    Things didn''t develop as she thought. The distance was close. An old oak tree with strange shape just covered the entrance of the cave. Caesar took her around the pass and turned down. It suddenly opened up. The wind stirred and lifted the young ELF''s long skirt back. His ears were filled with chatter and noise, and the hot smell came from the pavement.


    Goblins are cunning, timid, greedy and lazy. They are uncontrollable inferior evil creatures. She remembers that in the book, but the goblins Garcia sees here are very different from what she imagined. She sees those short guys with brown bodies and ragged clothes who are working in a well-organized way.


    There is a scene in full swing below, in which countless goblins shuttle, some smelting minerals and some casting armor.


    To Garcia''s surprise, these goblins don''t seem as smart as they are written in the book, because each of them seems to do only one thing to cycle and repeat.


    For example, the one she is looking at now is casting two pieces of iron for an animal shaped armor, but after this step is completed, it seems that it doesn''t know what to do next, and runs to do the same thing for another armor, which leads to the goblin behind it can only replace it and continue its unfinished work.


    The goblin is the same. It seems that it can only do this thing. After the quenching and beating is completed, the goblin also slips away, and then the next pair of quenching and beating is a vicious circle. Only other goblins can replace it.


    These goblins are really not smart. No wonder they are far less famous than dwarves in eldia.


    Garcia thought secretly.


    Caesar noticed her expression, but the black dragon didn''t speak, but looked at it quietly.


    The fairy queen is not stupid. She doesn''t have the dull thinking and reaction like Changsheng, and her observation is much sharper than others. Therefore, after only waiting for a while, Garcia immediately realized the difference. Her expression gradually became surprised and slowly opened her mouth.


    She found that the working efficiency of these goblins was faster than that of dwarves when casting armor, and it was not a bit faster. Almost every moment, a brand-new armor was born in the workshop.


    You know, it''s a dwarf''s job that takes days to complete.


    In the central city-state, which is far away from the north, the gray Castle dwarves have excellent casting technology in the world, but every day, only a dozen armor of that ethnic group appear, and the dwarves don''t even have one when they are in a bad mood.


    But here, in the workshop of Lord Black Dragon, with such efficiency, Garcia can''t calculate how many armor goblins can produce in a day, but the number is definitely much greater than that of grey Castle dwarves.


    Although the things they create are not tailor-made and careless inferior products at first glance, it is surprising enough to rely on this quantity alone.


    "Driven by the jackals, the goblin workshop can produce 60 pairs of armor every day, which is still limited by the scarcity of iron ore in the black wing nest and cannot be self-sufficient."


    Until then, the black dragon reported an accurate number, then lowered his head and asked her, "how about compared with the spirit forest?"


    "Your workshop is amazing."


    Garcia''s voice was astringent: "the forest of elves has no way to cast iron. We use millet wood as a spear and sharp bones as arrows."


    While talking, she had unconsciously used the honorific name of "you" to Caesar, which had never been before.


    Today, the black wing''s nest shows her all-round strength. It is better than the forest of elves in terms of strength, resources and action. Even if the elves are proud of their broad contacts and many friends, there is nothing worth mentioning in front of the black wing''s nest. Lord Black Dragon obviously has power in northern countries It has many minions - there are many things in this place that seem to be made by humans.


    After a comprehensive understanding of this evil land, Garcia''s last fantasy was disillusioned. She clearly realized that compared with the black wing nest, it was difficult to win.


    "Oh? Really? I heard there are many mineral veins there. It''s a pity that you can''t use them."


    Caesar sighed sympathetically, and then asked abruptly, "do you know why I dare to break into the forest of elves alone?"


    Is this humiliating?


    There is no doubt about this answer, which makes Garcia subconsciously think of it. Maybe the Black Dragon Lord is showing off his force?


    As a prisoner, she had to respond, so she could only say, "because you are very strong."


    "No, you''re wrong."


    Caesar immediately shook his head and said, "it''s because you''re too weak."


    "As a dragon, I always suffer from all kinds of Crusades, so I remember when I was a child, I encountered a human army. They had only 1000 people, and the strongest was just a mage. But those humans showed much stronger combat effectiveness than the forest of elves."


    "You''re too backward. You''ll be beaten." he stared at Garcia and said something that she didn''t understand.


    "In ancient times, the forest of elves was indeed able to stand tall and independent, regardless of foreign objects, because at that time you were strong enough and had strong force to deal with all possible threats. However, now, your strength is weaker and weaker, and your resistance is smaller and smaller."


    "Times have changed, Garcia."


    Caesar sighed: "in the near future, the black wing nest is bound to expand, and the elf forest will become the source of good racial intelligence and the starting point for righteous people to attack the black wing nest. I will never allow such a threat to exist. Even if I really care about Luna''s feelings, I''m afraid it can''t protect you."


    Caesar told a little lie. In fact, in his heart, Luna could certainly keep the spirit forest, but this remark was very true to Garcia.


    Because we all know that the five colored dragon will not give up its ambitions and interests for others.


    At this point, Caesar doesn''t intend to go on. This step is to give Garcia a sense of urgency and give her the desire to lead the forest of elves to become stronger. Desire is the source of all evil, which can destroy everything.


    At this time, many goblins stopped and found the Black Dragon Lord and Tiya elves at the cave. These greedy and lecherous guys all focused on Garcia with exposed clothes. Their saliva flowed down and even forgot their work. Only under the whip of the Jackal can they return to their senses and escape with a whimper.


    But as soon as the jackals left, they became forgetful again. They didn''t feel scared and paralyzed on the ground until they felt the power of the dragon.


    In order not to affect the efficiency and progress of his foundry, Caesar turned around and left with Garcia.