When there's no Extraordinary Power involved, having more sons means having more muscle, which is how you become the village tyrant.
"Doesn't the village chief do anything about it?"
Zog had no sooner asked the question than he realized how foolish it was. "Never mind, you don't have to answer. I'm guessing they *are* the village chief's family."
Zor nodded in confirmation.
"Should we take care of them now?" he asked.
"I'll go myself."
Zog said. 'I've never faced such a pathetic opponent in my entire life.'
「Sheep Horn Village」
The place where Lucia's grandfather lived.
A seemingly harmless little Red Dragon strolled into the village.
The server room was easy to find—it was the finest building in the village.
Zog arrived at the door and saw a burly man standing there, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, looking to be about six-foot-three tall.
A physique like that would certainly make him unbeatable in this village.
