"Your Majesty Cassius, please wait a moment."

"Our supreme ruler of the Brass Fortress, who is also my father, will come to greet you."

Green said this after leading Cassius and others to an exquisite bronze palace.

Serkan walked forward, looked around, then came closer nervously and whispered:
"His Majesty."

"We have only lived outside the Brass Fortress before, but there is no doubt that this city is of great value."

"It can be the Empire's stronghold in the Fire Elemental Plane. Now you are here, and there are thousands of Imperial soldiers. Why don't we..."

The half-dragon's heart was pounding and his eyes were full of ambition.

For the imperial military, territorial expansion is everything, and it is normal to have such thoughts.

Cassius shook his head slightly.

"No, Serkan."

"The most valuable treasure here is not this brass fortress, but the fire dwarves within it."

"The Empire has no roots in the Elemental Plane of Fire. We need a native race with deep roots as an ally."

He glanced at Serkan beside him and continued.

"And haven't you read the book 'Theory of Colonization' published by the Empire? There are more ways to control a race than just force."

"I am stupid, Your Majesty."

A look of loss flashed across Serkan's eyes. He lowered his head and thought carefully about what Cassius had said.

Normally he was not qualified to meet the emperor, but now that he had such a precious opportunity, he naturally seized every minute.

"His Majesty."

"They're coming."

The adjutant beside him reminded.

I saw a group of fire dwarves wearing brass skirts walking towards me from a distance. The one leading them was wearing a miniature crown and holding a bronze scepter.

When the leading fire dwarf saw Cassius, he just glanced at him and bowed deeply.

"Sharin Cardoso, I am honored to meet the great Majesty Cassius. Green has already explained your purpose to me."

"It's nice to meet you too, honorable Lord of the Brass Fortress."

Cassius also nodded in greeting. He looked at the fire dwarf noble, and a solemn look appeared in the depths of his light golden pupils.

This fire dwarf noble is by no means as weak and simple as he appears.

As the master of the Brass Fortress, the Fire Dwarf nobles are at least several thousand years old, and their life stories can probably be traced back to the ancient mythological era.

“It has to be taken seriously.”

"The Fire Dwarves are a good 'ally'. If we can control them, they will definitely be of great help to the Empire."

Cassius thought so.

And Shalin was also inadvertently looking at the giant dragon in front of him that had transformed into a human form.

What frightened the fire dwarves was that even when the giant dragon transformed into a human form, it still exuded an irrepressible dragon power.

This even reminded him of those ancestral dragons that dominated the world and stirred up the multiverse long ago.

"We must be cautious. Perhaps his arrival will determine the fate of the Brass Fortress."

Shalin thought so.

He secretly felt fortunate that he had gone against the crowd and accepted those warriors from the material world who possessed dragon veins.

Otherwise, it would most likely be them, not the fire giant, who would be bearing the dragon's wrath.

Thinking of this, Shalin spoke first, his bronze face full of smiles.

"Your Majesty Cassius, you have once again helped us defeat the invasion of the fire giants. I don't know how to thank you?" He stretched out his hand and bent down to make a "please" gesture.

"Let's put it this way. We will hold a grand banquet in the palace to thank you for your help, celebrate your visit, and show you the hospitality of our fire dwarves."

"In addition, we, the Fire Dwarves, have prepared tens of thousands of gold coins to repay your kindness."

Shalin kept a very humble attitude. He had probably dealt with red dragons many times before and knew their greedy and money-loving habits.

No matter how strange a dragon is, it cannot change its nature. The fire dwarf nobles believe that this process can satisfy the Dragon Emperor.

However, the other party's answer was beyond his expectations and made his pupils flicker.

"Not now."

Cassius shook his head slightly and said with a smile.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. You, the Fire Dwarves, are sworn enemies of the Fire Giants, and my followers are wanted by the Fire Giants."

"It seems that the Empire and the Fire Dwarves should be considered natural allies."

"Besides, we are facing a powerful enemy now. We should get rid of the fire giant before considering the banquet and reward, right?"

Shalin was stunned for a moment.

This dragon doesn't covet gold coins? It doesn't seem to covet fame or fortune either?

After thinking for a moment, the fire dwarf nobleman quickly agreed, "You are right."

Cassius continued to speak, his eyes blazing with fire that made the fire dwarf shudder.

"Besides, my feast is not in your brass fortress, but in the city of cast iron."

"I see."

The fire dwarf swallowed.

Cassius comforted him, "Don't worry, Lord Sharin, my anger is only directed at the fire giants who insulted me, and has nothing to do with you fire dwarves."

"Now, I just want to know the information about the 'Cast Iron City'. I heard that you were in charge of building it."

Sharin nodded solemnly and replied: "A long time ago, when the fire giants were still our allies, we helped them build many cities."

"The City of Brass is the greatest masterpiece of our Fire Dwarf clan, and the so-called City of Cast Iron, haha."

He shook his head and chuckled, then continued, "It's just a poor imitation, full of holes in my opinion."

"They, the Fire Giants, are nothing but a group of robbers who have plundered our people and seized our works. The finest craftsmanship will always be in the hands of the Fire Dwarves!"

Shalin gripped the scepter tightly and spoke in a firm tone.

A smile appeared on Cassius' face. He had long noticed the characteristics of these fire dwarves - as long as their past glory was mentioned, they would puff out their chests with pride.

And he might be able to use this to his advantage and take control of the fire dwarves of the Brass Fortress.

He would not use the low-end form of "slavery", but rather freer labor.

Green beside him added in a low voice: "The fire giant in the Iron City has just taken office as the 'Emir' there - that is, the lord of the city."

"The last celebration banquet was ruined by Lord Misha. He should hold a new banquet soon."

What he meant was obvious.

The efreet noble would definitely appear at the dinner, and this was a perfect opportunity.

Cassius chuckled.

"Very good, I think I have found the 'feast' that should belong to me."

All the fire dwarves present swallowed their saliva. If there were no flames on their heads, they would probably sweat.

——Seeking monthly ticket——(End of this chapter)