The motives of the Kingdom of Pavlan are impure. Is it because it wants to use this city as a bridgehead to seek other islands in the overseas archipelago, or is it not simple in itself?

"Your Highness, please let me think about it for a while."

"Okay, after your consideration is made, you can come to Victoria Harbor at any time. I am waiting for your good news this month."

Prince Raman leaned over and bowed out with the wanderers.

Lord White Dragon murmured to himself as he looked at the list of gifts floating in front of him.

"I'm really willing to give up the book!"

The more this happens in the Pavlan Kingdom, the more doubts the White Dragon aroused.

"Gurgaru, you arrange manpower and explore this island clearly. You can't let an inch of land go!"

"Your will is the direction I move forward."

The two-headed ogre chief retreated, and the White Dragon Lord fell into deep thought on the throne.

...

Leaving the White Fort Clippers.

The legendary wanderer Houseman Campbell looked at Prince Silver Deer standing at the bow of the boat and gently shaking his wine glass, frowned slightly.

"Your Highness, is it too risky for us to do this? The white dragon will definitely feel suspicious and send someone to investigate."

Prince Raman looked at the dense "sea farmland" around the distant islands, took a sip of the wine in his glass, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"If you check it, check it. If you don't take any risks, how can you gain something?"

Housman stopped saying anything when he heard this. He followed Prince Raman's sight and saw the busy fishman on the "sea farmland".

"I didn't expect that a low-level race like the fishman could play such a big role."

"Yes, or this reminds me of a sentence from the sages: There is no race of waste, only individuals of waste."

...

Three days later, White Castle Hall.

The two-headed ogre chief walked in from outside the door.

"Master, the investigation results have come out. This medium-sized island has nothing to note except for a medium-sized iron ore."

The White Dragon Lord put down the agricultural development progress report in his hand, tapped the crystal throne under his body, and thoughts were flying in his mind.

Could it be that Pavlan has changed its policy policy for overseas archipelagos?

Bai Long thought about it over and over again, but found nothing suspicious, and began to seriously think about the proposal of the Kingdom of Pavlan.

After experiencing a long-term decline and the disaster brought by the Demon-Eye Tyrant, the total population of the gray dwarves in the Dark Fort was less than 2,000. Even if each dwarves could forge skills, the armor and weapons they produced could only be just enough to supply the White Fort army, and they were powerless to do anything about the large-scale arms trade.

The Pavlan Kingdom just proposed a feasible plan that can transform the minerals hidden underground in the White Fort sphere of influence into real wealth.

Whenever the White Fort army arrives at an island, the first thing is to judge whether this territory has the value of full occupation.

If so, the army will station on the island until all the dangerous creatures on the island are cleared and the safe island is handed over to later developers. The developers will stay on the island and engage in agriculture, animal husbandry and other industries to create higher value for the White Fort, while the army will leave the island and embark on a new journey.

If the island is steep and not suitable for the development of industries, the army will organize manpower and use a series of reconnaissance methods to check whether there are available resources on the island, record the proven resources, and hand them over to the White Fort for decision-making. After comprehensive consideration by the White Fort’s senior management, it will decide whether to develop the island.

Factors such as distance, transportation conditions, and surrounding migratory population will determine the fate of predators on this island.

But in fact, the sphere of influence of Baibao expanded too quickly, and the number of dog-headed miners was far from enough, so many resource islands worth developing were only recorded and not made substantial use.

The amount of mineral resources that had been developed exceeded the amount of Baibao's digestion, so Bailong had to export it to the Kingdom of Loway to earn gold coins and in turn imported weapons and armor.

If the Kingdom of Pavlan is sincere in cooperation, then it is a win-win situation for White Fort. White Dragon is considering whether to go to Victoria Harbor.

"Master, there is one more thing."

Gurgaru's voice interrupted the White Dragon Lord's meditation.

"The dwarf is drunk again."

When Bailong heard this, he felt a little helpless. After Soris's Dark Furnace arrived at White Castle, he found that the material conditions of White Castle were several levels higher than those in the underground world, especially in terms of fine wine, which was inexhaustible to obtain. So Prince of Grey Dwarf completely let himself go and drank happily.

Prince Grey Dwarf's alcohol content can be said to be huge, but the wine tastes are not very good. After drinking wildly, he went crazy, beat the ogre guards, smashed the flower beds, sculptures, urinated and defecated everywhere, and committed crimes that were hard to write. Moreover, with the strength of his legendary warrior, no one could hold him back, and only the White Dragon Lord could play some role.

"What trouble did he cause?"

Garu: "Not yet, but if you go too late, it's hard to say."

Gul: "When I came in, I saw him lifting up a stone statue. This little man is so strong."

“Wow hahaha.”

Outside the door, the roar of the ogre guards and the dwarfs' crazy laughter came into the ears of the White Dragon Lord.

The White Dragon Lord quickly came to the outside of the hall, and saw a flower pot flying towards Bailong's forehead, raising his claws to catch the flower pot, and watching the dwarf who was shaking off the ogre guards and running wildly on the platform, the White Dragon turned black.

"Soris!"

The White Dragon Lord roared angrily, like a pot of cold water pouring down his head. The drunk gray dwarf prince woke up halfway, stayed there, turned around and saw the mess behind him, and the White Dragon Lord with a black face.

"Master, good evening, are you going to have a drink?"

Looking at the gray dwarf who was smiling awkwardly, Bailong was also helpless. Every time he sobered up, Soris had a good attitude towards admitting his mistakes, but he just didn't have a memory. He continued to drink alcohol, and then made mistakes.

"You! Come with me!"

"Hey?! Ahhhhhhh!"

Before the gray dwarf could ask questions, the White Dragon Lord flapped his wings, grabbed the wine-smelling gray dwarf with his dragon claws, and flew into the sky.

The airflow quickly passed through his ears, and the whistling sound of wind came into his ears, and the gray dwarf was completely awake.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Victoria Harbor."

White Dragon plans to go to Victoria Harbor to finalize the cooperation matters. The reason why he brought the Grey Dwarf was, on the one hand, for safety reasons, and on the other hand, to tell Prince Raman that the lifeline of White Fort's weapons and equipment was in his own hands, to increase the bargaining chips for negotiations and strive for a better share.

But before this, the White Dragon Lord planned to investigate again.

Under the galaxy, the white dragon grabbed the gray dwarf and flew towards Victoria Harbor.

Time passed by little by little, and before dawn, the White Dragon landed on the small island marked by Prince Raman with Prince Grey Dwarfs.

This small island is located on the edge of the overseas archipelago, separated from White Fort by Fuling Island, the second largest island among the three main islands. The army of White Fort has not yet expanded here, and the island still maintains its original appearance.

The white dragon ignored the trembling dire wolf lying in the grass at his feet and placed the gray dwarf prince on the ground.

Soris stepped on the ground under his feet, and the dwarves living underground rarely experienced the feeling of flying. This uneasy feeling of leaving the ground made him very uncomfortable.

"It's this island, let's check if there is anything worth noting."

"No problem, detecting the land, the dwarf is an expert!"

On the way, the White Dragon Lord had already explained the situation to the Grey Dwarf. Soris knew that the proposal of the Pavlan Kingdom was full of doubts, and his own investigation results would directly determine the results of this trip to Victoria Harbor.

"By the way, this is for you."

After taking the gorgeous necklace handed over by the White Dragon Lord, feeling the fluctuations of the magic elements on the necklace, the gray dwarf looked at the White Dragon Lord in confusion.

"This is the loot I seized before, a magic necklace enchanted with the flying sequential spell."

At the end of the battle between White Dragon and Bailey City, under the pressure of White Dragon, the weapon master Gandalf presented a magic necklace that had not yet been heated. The necklace was kept by White Dragon, and until today, it was given to Prince of Gray Dwarf by White Dragon.

Prince Grey Dwarf lived in the underground world of remote overseas archipelagos all his life. He lacked knowledge and could not judge the specific value of the flying enchantment necklace, but the light wind element surrounding the necklace told him that this necklace must be valuable.

After taking a deep breath, the gray dwarf nodded carefully to the White Dragon, turned around and focused on exploring every inch of land under his feet.

Words are not the director of the dwarves. They prefer to use practical actions to express their feelings, mine the Misilan mine, and then secretly transport the Misilan ore through trade transport ships, keeping the white dragon whom they think they have taken advantage of, and making a fortune in silence.

After thinking it through, Lord White Dragon felt that he had been fooled and almost took the bait, and his heart was filled with anger.

"Soris, check the specific location of the Mithril Mine and how much reserves are."

The words of the White Dragon Lord woke up.

"Master, the ore density of this Mithril ore is average, and in terms of reserves, it is a medium-sized ore vein."

White Dragon calculated in his mind the value of this medium-sized Misilan vein. The value of Misilan, a magical metal that is extremely useful and rare, cannot be measured by money.

According to Bailong's calculations, if the mitral silver in this mine vein was completely mined, it should be able to exchange for three or four legendary equipment. Such high value is enough to attract the greedy attention of any force.

"Master, what should we do? Do we still have to go to Victoria Harbor?"

Bai Long thought after hearing this. Half an hour had passed. Bai Long completely walked out of his anger and began to think calmly.

Although it now wants to spray the smile on Prince Raman's face with a dragon breath, then kill all the insiders of the Misilver Mine in the Kingdom of Pavlan, block the news, and then occupy the Misilver Mine alone.

Unfortunately, with Bailong's current strength, he cannot do this, so he can only calmly think about how to maximize his own interests.

Bailong's tone was plain.

"Go! Why don't you go? If we know the existence of the Mithril Mine, then we should go there even more."

Now, only the insiders of the Misilan Mine are White Dragon and the Pufflan Kingdom. If the White Dragon intends to occupy the Misilan Mine alone with the powerful maritime power of the White Fort, then the Pufflan Kingdom will definitely not mind, spread the news and cause trouble for the White Dragon.

After hearing the news about the Mithril Minerals, those forces on the mainland will definitely come to the door like sharks that smell fishy smell and ask for a share of the pie.

The weak White Dragon either makes a compromise and gives up most of the interests of the Mithril Mineral Veins, contacts the Nine Eyes Alliance, or gives up most of the interests to let the Nine Eyes Alliance withstand the external pressure.
To be continued...