You, a dragon, are farming in hell.

Chapter 34 Can I put a little bit of the tranquilizer in a wine bottle?

In Anna's mind, dragons not only love gold and silver jewelry, but they are also very irritable and like to cause destruction everywhere. Few dragons are willing to calm down and study spells and potions that can cure diseases.

Dragons would rather sleep than waste time on such "meaningless" things.

At the very least, the Kingdom of Roland has not seen a dragon with the ability to heal and save lives for hundreds of years.

Several evil dragons did appear, plundering caravans and abducting girls.

Therefore, she found the idea that dragons could heal souls somewhat unbelievable and unreliable.

No matter how I look at it, it just feels wrong.

Not to mention that the dragon that Princess Sophia mentioned only exists in the dream world.

Thinking of this, Anna's gaze fell on Sophia's chest, on the bluish-purple dragon scale there. She still didn't know if it was a curse or a gift...

She was a knight, but she had never been exposed to the curse.

Perhaps we could consult a sorcerer.

What reassured her somewhat was that the dragon in her dream did not seem to intend to harm Her Highness.

"Anna, after the caravan is successfully formed, what name should I give it? And how should we design the caravan's flag?"

As Sophia lay in her rocking chair, two questions suddenly popped into her mind as she thought about the caravan she was about to form.

The caravan's name and flag must be distinctive.

"Some caravans in the capital are named after their owners, while others are named after their family crests. If Your Highness doesn't mind, you can use your name to give orders to the caravans."

"Sophia's caravan?"

Lying in the rocking chair, Sophia read it aloud, then shook her head: "It doesn't sound good, and it's not imposing enough. Northern Caravan? What do you think of that name?"

"There are already caravans named after the North."

Anna has been frequently active in the city lately, familiarizing herself with the layout of Twin Moon City, and she has heard of the names of some of the major merchant caravans.

"What about the Twin Moon Caravan?"

"Yes, we have it too."

"....."

Sophia pouted. What kind of caravan is this, daring to name itself after the North and the Twin Moons?

They named their caravans after the North and the Two Moons.

What name should she use for this officially organized caravan?

Sophia mentally complained a few times, and suddenly the image of the enormous dragon Didin appeared in her mind.

"Dragon caravan! Anna, what do you think of the dragon caravan...? It seems like it won't work. Dragons are still a bit too ordinary. There must be quite a few caravans in the kingdom that use dragon commands."

Sophia then thought of the headless knight of the Ash Caravan's nickname for Distin.

Lord of Thunder...

Use Thunder to command the caravan: Thunder Caravan.

Sophia silently repeated the name to herself several times, still not quite satisfied with it.

Lord Destin is revered as the "Lord of Thunder" by the lord-level undead beings in Hell. Naming a caravan after thunder is acceptable, but it still feels like something is missing.

Is the caravan being given orders in Lord Distin's name?

The Distin Caravan?

It doesn't seem very good either, Thunder Lord Destin...

Lord of Thunder...

The four characters together are more powerful.

"I've decided. The caravan will be called 'The Lord of Thunder's Caravan' once it's set up."

"?"

The Thunder Lord's caravan?

Anna was somewhat confused: "Your Highness, the caravan's name is 'Lord of Thunder'?"

"No, no, no, the caravan's name is 'The Thunder Lord's Caravan,' and the caravan's name has seven characters."

"..."

So, when head maid Emily introduced the caravan to others, she would start by saying, "Our caravan is called the 'Caravan of the Lord of Thunder'."

"Isn't it a bit of a mouthful, Your Highness?"

"It's not hard to pronounce, it's not hard to pronounce."

"Isn't the name 'Caravan' a bit too domineering? Lord of Thunder... Your Highness, even the kingdom's Archmage of Thunder, who has one foot in the [Holy Gate], doesn't dare to use 'Lord of Thunder' as his title of respect."

"I want the caravan's name to be imposing, after all, I'll be the Queen of the Kingdom of Roland in the future."

"....."

Anna looked at the swaggering Sofia and swallowed back the words she wanted to say.

Having dreams is a good thing.

She couldn't dampen Princess Sophia's spirits.

"Your Highness, the trade routes in the Northern Territory are mostly mountainous. Spring, autumn, and summer are fine, as we only need to guard against magical beasts. But winter is a different story. Once it snows, the roads are blocked by heavy snow, and the icy landscape makes it impossible for caravans to travel."

This is precisely why, once winter arrives in the North, major cities experience shortages of clothing and food; even with money, food cannot be purchased.

Lying in the rocking chair, Sophia thought of the mountain path she had taken to the North, winding and narrow, sometimes only a meter wide, with cliffs on either side, making her feel apprehensive as she walked.

"The trade routes in the North are indeed difficult to traverse. After the spring planting season is over, let the Minister of Works come to the castle so we can discuss whether we can open up a wide trade route that leads directly to the Flower Language Plain."

"You should discuss the plan with the Minister of Works during this period."

"Yes."

Sofia then discussed some livelihood issues in the North with Anna before leaving the garden, where Anna took her to see the experimental fields planned by Minister Connor.

In the afternoon, Sophia went to the place where the Minister of Works handled government affairs and told him about her idea of ​​building a wide road, asking him to make plans in advance.

Back at the castle that evening, after dinner, Sophia took out several bottles of red wine she had brought from the capital from the wine cabinet and put them into her spatial dragon scales.

She then went for a walk in the garden, and around nine o'clock, she went back to her bedroom and lay down on the bed to try to fall asleep.

After she fell asleep, Anna went into the bedroom, sat in a chair, and stayed with Sophia.

She looked at the diary that Sophia had placed on her body and suddenly wondered if this diary was the culprit that caused Princess Sophia to keep entering the dream world.

She got up and walked to the bedside. She touched the diary that Sophia was holding with her hands, and there was nothing unusual.

Isn't it because of the diary?

Anna's gaze fell on Sophia's face. Her Highness was probably already lost in her dreams by now.

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Sophia's soul fell into hell, this time landing on Distin's book, smashing a human-shaped hole in the page Distin was reading.

Diding squatted near the entrance to the dragon's den, leaning against the wall, and grinned as he looked at the pages of the book that Sophia, that brat, had smashed with a human-shaped hole in them.

Every time this little devil comes back from the human world, he always ends up near him?

Sophia, who had fallen onto the book, cried out a few times and stood up, feeling dizzy.

When she realized she was standing on top of an enormous book, a look of panic crossed her face. "I didn't mean to, Lady Diding..."

"It's alright, don't panic." Distin took Sophia off the book and put her on the ground. "Rest for a bit, then we'll put her in the bottle."

"..." Upon hearing "put it in the bottle," Sophia's face showed resistance, but the tranquilizer inside reminded her of Dalton's daughter, Lyra. "Lord Distin, could I use a wine bottle to collect some of the tranquilizer later?"