Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 55 Leaving
"Are you using me to establish your authority?"

Johnny White Sands was taken aback by Red Dragon's demand to release the prisoners.

He had assumed that the legendary, inherently evil red dragon would be satisfied with his handling of the situation, but to his surprise, the red dragon's actions were even more egregious.

He didn't understand the carrot and stick analogy, nor did he understand the concept of combining kindness and severity, after all, he was a sports student from a military sports school.

His regular student loans do not include advanced academic courses.

A soldier only needs to be literate.

If you want to learn more, you'll have to pay extra, a lot of extra money.

But as a warrior who had spent over a decade in the gray areas of the city after graduating from school and had successfully advanced to the third tier, he had indeed pondered many rules and principles.

One of them is to avoid conflict with powerful figures who are stronger and more resourceful than you.

"Yes, my lord."

Johnny gave a signal, and immediately someone went up and untied the man.

Loren glanced at the other person's injuries, thought for a moment, and then opened his mouth.

A package full of various medicinal herbs was spat out; it was the casting material he had used to practice first and second-level healing magic.

"These are some common medicinal herbs used to treat external injuries. Please keep them safe."

"If you get injured, you can crush it and apply it topically."

Loren spoke amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.

He doesn't care.

After all, these healing herbs were mainly for practicing spellcasting, and he no longer intended to continue practicing healing magic.

It's just taking up space anyway, so we might as well leave it to these people.

Firstly, with the assistance of the nascent magical heart, his body can fully heal itself as long as it is not severely damaged.

Secondly, he felt he should focus his spellcasting training more on fire element and psionic energy, areas where he was more talented.

Treatment? Even dogs wouldn't learn that!
Without needing your special configuration in the healing field, I, Little Red Dragon, can also break through to the fourth and fifth tiers and become one of the legendary mages through my racial talents and my own efforts.

We, the Red Dragons, should be this confident; we were too conservative before.

It's important to know that those level one and two healing spells were basically spell scrolls and node diagrams that Loren bought from the Mage Kingdom forum.

It's because this style isn't in Dragon Legacy.

The medical red dragon is far more extraordinary and rare than the martial monk red dragon.

As Johnny received the herbal medicine package from Loren, he became even more certain that the Red Dragon had come prepared.

Otherwise, why would he prepare such a low-level drug just to win people's hearts?

Given the Red Dragon's physique, it wouldn't need such a low-level drug at all!

Clearly, he underestimated how far a tornado could go.

Whether you're eager to learn or not, you should practice and learn the basics.

But now, Loren has decided to let go of those worries.

There are countless geniuses in the world. I am both a red dragon and a time traveler, so why can't I be one of them?

If you're already a Red Dragon and still lack confidence, when will you ever be confident and arrogant?
So you really transmigrate into a legendary dragon species like a Time Dragon, a Power Dragon, or a Rainbow Dragon, right?

Johnny, of course, had no idea what Loren was thinking.

Based on his understanding and the information gap, the Red Dragon is playing the role of a benevolent superior.

Based on his understanding of this role, at this point, the actual management in the middle should do their part to intervene.

Even so, it would damage his prestige among his subordinates.

But prestige is of little use in the eyes of those in power who have greater personal influence.

Especially here, a gray area.

Red Dragon could wipe this place out in one go, leaving no one alive.

So Johnny lowered his head and began to speak in agreement.
“Sir, you’ve been too kind to these fellows. They haven’t worked very hard, and they haven’t extracted much ore for you. They don’t deserve your reward and kindness.” Sure enough, Johnny’s words caused a stir among the crowd.

They all turned their disgruntled gazes toward Johnny, the leader, while also straining their ears to hear Red Dragon's reply.

"Just take it if they give it to you, why do you care so much?"

Loren said indifferently.

What kind of reward or kindness is recycling waste? He's currently driving these people to work for free.

Who told them that the already defunct Quickhand Brotherhood had already paid their monthly salaries?

He got it for free, the kind of person who takes it as it comes.

If they don't all run away by the end of the month, Loren might even have to consider giving them money.

Isn't that ridiculous? The world is going to the dogs. We, the Five-Colored Dragons, have to pay people to do our work.

He didn't have time to gnaw on the stones for a while; the high-quality magic crystal ore inside him was still melting, and he had plenty of magic power.

He couldn't eat any of the low-quality magic crystals he had mined for the time being.

The zoo even provides three meals of meat; who would want to gnaw on rocks when there's meat to eat!

"They're not really not going to run away by the end of this month, are they?"

For once, looking at this group of people staring intently at him, Loren felt a little worried.

When that time comes, he'll have to resell some of the low-quality magic crystals to pay these people's wages.

"Your words are right, I was just being ignorant."

Johnny obediently performed in front of Loren.

He quickly found two hemostatic and stasis-removing medicines from the herbal bag that Loren had brought.

Then, using the soldier's physical strength, he crushed it with his hands and went to the person he had tied to the wooden stake earlier.

When the other person saw Johnny approaching, they shrank back.

But seeing that the red dragon was still there, he regained his courage.

"What happened before was my fault, brother. We were all working for Lord Red Dragon, and I was just anxious."

"If you don't mind, brother, please let me apply the medicine for you."

Johnny lowered his head, holding up the crumpled herbs, looking apologetic and admitting defeat, which caused an uproar among those around him.

They all knew how tough and domineering Johnny White Sand was before the Red Dragon arrived. After all, he was the strongest being in the entire mine and also possessed the authority to grant the Red Dragon's power.

Even when the Speed ​​Hands Brotherhood controlled this place, he had never treated the miners this kindly!
But now, everything has changed, and the source of that change is the red dragon over there, enormous in size, majestic in aura, noble yet benevolent and tolerant.

In an instant, the image of the dragon changed in everyone's minds.

He remained powerful, dignified, and unfathomable, but he was also someone who was more on their side.

With the red dragon around, they had a guarantee.

Unconsciously, under Johnny's intentional or unintentional influence, the Red Dragon became the embodiment of a clear soup, no, a just and upright official.

As for whether this "Master Qing Tang" is real or not, it's better to be willing to perform than not to, right?
Miners dare to mine in the buffer zone mostly because they are poor and bold, not because they are stupid. People are willing to believe certain things because those things are beneficial to them.

"Lord Red Dragon, I accept your treatment, and please forgive my previous escape and speculation. The cause of this matter was my fault, and you do not need to apologize to me."

The miner looked at Johnny Whiteshaw, who was holding herbs, and said as he lifted his shirt to reveal his bruised back.

He had to back down and cooperate, becoming a role model for the other side to learn a lesson and submit.

If he dares to continue causing trouble, he won't even know how he died after the Red Dragon leaves.

Thus, the farce was averted.

Everyone has returned to the work atmosphere they used to have, where everyone got along well.

Loren, after taking the ore he had mined, began his journey home.

(End of this chapter)