[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-giant-dragon-lord-starting-from-daily-intelligen":3,"chapter-giant-dragon-lord-starting-from-daily-intelligen-giant-dragon-lord-starting-from-daily-intelligen-chapter-229":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Giant Dragon Lord: Starting from Daily Intelligence",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},577640,826,"Chapter 229 - 223: Spoils of War and Future Planning","giant-dragon-lord-starting-from-daily-intelligen-chapter-229",229,"\u003Cp>In the square of Black Stone Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brothers!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raylo said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boisterous army fell silent in an instant. All eyes, filled with fervent adoration, converged on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no rousing speech, no recounting of their glorious deeds—just that one simple sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, those two words held more power than any speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers straightened their backs, the light in their eyes bright enough to pierce the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Starting today, the entire army will be divided into three groups for rotating leave! Each group gets ten days!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raylo’s voice rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take your military merits and rewards and go home! Go see your parents, your wives, and your children! Tell them that their men are the heroes of Black Stone Territory!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ROAR!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a response that roared like a tidal wave, Raylo turned and strode toward the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The process of arranging the army’s leave and resettlement proceeded in an orderly fashion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, a new and much-anticipated task was about to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking inventory of the spoils of war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the massive square before the castle, Raylo looked at the little thing lying on the ground—pitch-black and shaped like a ball of coal—and felt a headache coming on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coal Ball, Black Stone Territory’s \"Minister of Logistics,\" was using his round, pudgy body to firmly \"guard\" his invisible spatial treasury. His large, obsidian-like eyes were filled with vigilance and defiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Coal Ball, be good. Take everything out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raylo tried to reason with him in the gentlest tone possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coal Ball buried his head in his front paws, pointed his rear at Raylo, and gave it a vigorous shake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This stuff isn’t mine. It’s the property of the entire territory. We need it to build our home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raylo explained patiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coal Ball peeked at him through the gaps between his claws, then let out an aggrieved whimper, as if to say, ’What goes into my belly, is mine.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ed tried to lure him out with a Demon Beef Steak fresh from the cook’s grill. Coal Ball merely stuck out his tongue for a lick, then unceremoniously pushed the steak away and resumed his position—a shameless rogue happy to take the treat but refuse the deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m counting to three.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raylo’s patience had finally run out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you don’t spit it out, you can forget about eating even a single piece of roast meat for the next month—no, for the entire year!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coal Ball’s body visibly stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed to be caught in a great internal struggle, his small body twisting and turning in place with indecision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, his possessiveness over the treasure won out against his craving for delicious food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He buried his head even deeper, adopting a stance of grim resignation, as if ready to face death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raylo was at his wit’s end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to reason with a dragon—especially a Young Dragon whose mind was currently filled with nothing but treasure—was clearly not going to work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rubbed the bridge of his nose and walked over to Moonlight, who was sunbathing on a nearby pile of hay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight seemed displeased at having her afternoon nap disturbed over such a \"trivial matter,\" her large tail whipping against the hay with a loud THWAP.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moonlight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raylo pointed at the stubborn black ball on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This one is being stubborn and refuses to hand over the spoils.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight glanced at her little brother, a puff of white smoke snorting from her nostrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rose and, with elegant, unhurried steps, walked over to Coal Ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coal Ball felt the oppressive aura from Moonlight, the \"alpha sister,\" and shrank into a tight ball. He buried his small head in his paws, pretending he couldn’t see her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight didn’t even look down. She simply extended a paw covered in exquisite silver scales and, with a single claw tip, gently pressed down on Coal Ball’s glossy black forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ngh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coal Ball let out a low cry, hardly louder than a mosquito’s buzz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight’s pale gold eyes narrowed slightly, and a low, thunderous rumble vibrated in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, a miracle occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coal Ball jolted and shot his head up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, though reluctantly, he opened his small mouth—a mouth completely disproportionate to the vast space within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanied by a strange spatial ripple, countless items poured out of his mouth like a bursting dam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gold Coins and Silver Coins cascaded out like a waterfall, quickly forming a glittering hill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next came crates of Weapons, bundles of arrows, and a mountain of Armor, all crashing together with a deafening clang of metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came grain, bolts of cloth, various ores, lumber...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the square stared, dumbfounded, at the surreal scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Scribe, Evan, and his assistants stood frozen in place, holding paper and quills, completely at a loss as to where to even begin counting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My god...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan muttered to himself, watching the square rapidly fill up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How... how many warehouses will we need to build to store all this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight retracted her claw, swished her tail in satisfaction, and turned to walk over to the roast goose a servant had just brought out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coal Ball’s spewing of supplies gradually slowed, and the items he spat out grew increasingly precious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were crates of Scrolls affixed with Magic Seals, various Magical Beast Materials pulsating with Magic Power, and many strange, unknown metals and Gemstones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spat them out, he kept sneaking aggrieved little glances at the mountain of wealth, a heartbroken gurgle rumbling in his throat. With teary eyes, he looked just like a child who’d had all his favorite toys snatched away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he reached the end, he seemed to be trying to hold a little back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clamped his mouth shut and even scooted back a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight, who was in the middle of gnawing on a goose leg, froze. Her pale gold eyes swept over him with a cold glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coal Ball shivered as if struck by an Immobilization Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shot a desperate look at Moonlight, then at his treasure hoard. Finally, under the big boss’s tyrannical pressure, he opened his mouth with a mix of grief and indignation and, with a soft \"POOF,\" spat out the last few items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were two crates of High Tier Elemental Magical Beasts, one crate of High Tier Magic Cores of Magical Beasts, and several pieces of Rare Ore that shimmered with starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spitting all that out, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He collapsed to the ground, becoming a flat, black pancake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at a fortune comparable to several years of a Kingdom’s tax revenue, Raylo was filled with a soaring sense of ambition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a grand wave of his hand, he issued an order to the Scribe, who had finally snapped out of his daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Evan! Organize the men! Sort it! Tally it! All supplies are to be entered into the warehouse. No one is to hide anything for themselves!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, my Lord!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan’s face was flushed with excitement. He immediately led his assistants and charged into the mountain of treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the supplies were being tallied, Raylo’s commands were also passed down, one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He first summoned the patriarch of the Valen Family from Red Iron Castle—Old Haman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This former enemy now stood humbly before Raylo, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Haman.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raylo said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I made a promise. If you swear fealty to me, the Valen Family will be reborn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed to an open expanse of land outside the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That land there, a three-hundred-mu plot, will be the new estate for the Valen Family. Black Stone Territory will provide enough craftsmen and materials to help you rebuild your smelting plants and Forging workshops. I need you to make the sound of hammers ringing echo through the Black Stone Mountain Range again as quickly as possible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Haman dropped to one knee, his voice choked with emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you for your benevolence, my Lord! The Valen Family will surely forge the sharpest blades for you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1337,"2026-05-30T16:08:59.263Z","2026-06-01T04:31:39.774Z",1,"novelbin.me","7f7def4e85ec71cf81bc40c1b5bce8af21025fc46a969a2d069e3922068a0160","giant-dragon-lord-starting-from-daily-intelligen-chapter-230","giant-dragon-lord-starting-from-daily-intelligen-chapter-228",391,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgiant-dragon-lord-starting-from-daily-intelligen-cover.jpg"]