This Giant Dragon is So Powerful!

Chapter 144 - 15: This Is How Casters Are Used; Dark Nest_2

The answer, naturally, was: the tavern’s door was gone, replaced by a huge hole.

If the tavern hadn’t been quite tall, around five or six meters high, the roof might have been torn down by these muscle monsters as well.

Gray stopped, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked into the tavern.

With a boom, dust flew everywhere, and the originally four-meter-high hole now turned into over five meters tall. The tavern building trembled slightly, but its quality was obviously good, as not a crack was seen on the walls.

"Commander Gray? Come, come, join us for some drinks and meat!" Vice Commander Big Goblin lit up upon seeing Gray and quickly invited him to sit down.

Gray followed suit and sat on the ground with them. Before he could even get settled, a beer barrel and a whole golden, crispy, oil-dripping roast lamb appeared in his arms.

Half an hour later.

"Good brother, what’s your name? I don’t know your name yet." Gray gulped down the strong brew, chatting with Vice Commander Big Goblin with an arm around his shoulder.

"I’m called Cuba." Cuba chuckled, also downing his brew. The two big fellows were drinking directly from barrels weighing hundreds of kilograms as if they were cups, devouring entire roast lambs and pigs like snacks, crunching the bones to pieces before swallowing.

"Brother Cuba, you...." The strong brew was taking its effect, and though Gray wasn’t drunk, he began to relax and chat happily.

The conversation shifted from hunting demons to trivial things about the tribe, and finally to each other’s proudest achievements.

"Brother Gray, did you know? The great Black Dragon King once rewarded me with a Half-Elf caster slave. You wouldn’t believe it, how smooth and tender the skin was." Cuba squinted, lost in thought and started to giggle stupidly.

Gray was instantly captivated by this topic.

The master Black Dragon rewarding servants with such a precious caster slave? It was simply unbelievable.

As they delved into the topic, Gray’s eyes grew wider and wider.

The Half-Elf caster slave was actually a Level 8 Mage?

This level of caster was far weaker than an Advanced Warrior, but in terms of status, they wouldn’t differ much from ordinary Advanced Warriors.

Although Gray had never been to the Human Realm, adventurers would occasionally visit the Dark Forest, and whenever bored, Gray would gather information about the outside world from these adventurers, so he had a basic understanding of it.

A Level 8 Half-Elf mage slave—likely even a human Count wouldn’t enjoy such a privilege.

However....

"I recall Half-Elves being short, right? How do you two fight with your size?" Gray scratched his head, puzzled.

He conjured up an image in his mind—a nearly four-meter-tall muscle monster fighting a less-than-1.2-meter Half-Elf....

"You just don’t get it, huh? Casters, you know, casters. They know various magical spells, like enlarging...." Cuba smirked slyly.

Gray was speechless. Wow, so that’s how casters are used?

But soon, he had new questions. The Half-Elf caster could use magical spells, so why didn’t he resist? Why not escape?

Based on their time fighting together, Gray observed that Cuba hadn’t yet broken through to the advanced level... but he was no weakling. Facing someone at the entry-level advanced professional level, he could hold his own for a while. Perhaps soon, he might become a High-level Professional.

But since he hadn’t become a High-level Professional, dealing with an unrestricted Level 8 Mage—wasn’t he afraid his head might be cut off during a fight?

Facing this question, Cuba swayed his head with pride,

"It’s called conquest, through three years of development and edu-cation—is that the right word? I heard it from our Tribe Commander Shiji. They said that’s how the Black Dragon King got those Dragon-blooded Maids to obey him..... Now Ryze listens to me well, right, Ryze is his name.... When I came home from hunting, Ryze would even cook for me. Unfortunately...."

"Unfortunately what?"

"Unfortunately, Ryze is a male, unable to have children, alas," Cuba said with some regret, but his regret didn’t last long as he soon became excited again.

"But Ryze mentioned that there’s a spell in magic called ’Gender Transformation Technique,’ and if mastered, one can change gender to bear children." Cuba’s eyes were filled with anticipation.

Gray was silent.

He felt that what he had seen and understood today was more exciting than his entire life.

"Brother Gray, you don’t need to be envious. Now that we’ve left the Dark Forest for the Human Realm, are we really going to worry about not finding women?" Cuba noticed Gray’s silence and thought he was feeling down, pining for a woman, quickly trying to comfort him.

"I’m not...." Gray wanted to say he wasn’t envious, but couldn’t get the words out.

As the Tribe Commander, with his immense strength, finding women wasn’t hard for him, right?

Female Giant Demons in the tribe could line up for him to choose!

But the thought of those dirty and smelly female Giant Demons, though there were some beautiful ones, was dampened when he thought of the tender-skinned Half-Elves and humans... The aesthetics of humanoid monsters often have two sets—one for their own race; humans think all female Giant Demons look uniformly ugly, but in the eyes of Giant Demons, there are great beauties among them.