Chapter 147 The Situation in the North

After the death of Duke Brad, the Embers Nest quickly occupied the entire North Wind Castle. Needless to say, important areas such as the City Hall and the Arsenal fell into the control of the dragon's minions.

The Rackman Castle surrounded by the Shadow Curse was blocked by the army and became a restricted area.

The gates of North Wind Castle were guarded by the hobgoblin army holding muskets. The whole city was under martial law. No one dared to escape from here, because the city was surrounded by patrols composed of dragon vein goblins and dog-headed people, who were eager to tear apart all escapees.

The depressing atmosphere permeated North Wind Castle.

More than 30,000 people in the city, everyone was uneasy about their own fate.

As North Wind Castle was broken, the news of the fall of the Principality of Rackman also spread to all parts of Anzeta.

Almost all the nobles in the North had expected the fall of the Principality of Rackman, but they did not expect it to fall so quickly.

"Purgatory Scourge" Cassius, led his evil servants, showed terrible war ability, and occupied the vast territory of the Rackman Principality in less than a month, causing this country that lasted for four centuries to disappear in the long river of history.

For a time, the United Kingdom of the North was in a state of panic, and everyone was in danger.

But soon, the wyverns appeared all over Anzeta, throwing leaflets like snowflakes.

It was a formal announcement-

Brad Rackman, the ruler of the Rackman Principality, signed a contract with the evil existence and transformed himself into a vampire. During his two hundred years of rule, he killed and enslaved the local people, created shocking massacres, and had blood debts on his hands. At the same time, Brad Rackman repeatedly sent people to invade the territory of the Burning Embers Nest, and even sent troops, which seriously threatened local security and destroyed the peace and order of the Anzeta Wasteland.

For this reason, the great red dragon, the King of Burning Embers, His Majesty Cassius Claudeu Noricius, upheld justice and justice for the dead people, killed Brad Rackman, and brought the dark and corrupt Rackman Principality under his wise rule, which officially announced that the great Burning Embers Kingdom was established.

And after this announcement, there was a series of dazzling additional clauses.

"The Principality of Nott aided the evil and assisted the Principality of Rackman in attacking Storm Peak, infringing on the sovereignty of the Kingdom of Burning Embers. We believe that the behavior of the Nott family is extremely reckless. They are incapable of being responsible for their own citizens and territories, and should be supervised and managed by the kingdom."

"The Principality of Bosk was deceived by Duke Brad and participated in the so-called coalition, causing great losses to the kingdom. It should be compensated with 25,000 gold coins. At the same time..."

"The Principality of Carter sent people to fabricate shameful rumors, and its "Song of Burning Embers" had an extremely bad impact on the public opinion of the kingdom."

"The Principality of Fano colluded with the Rackman family and provided certain economic support, which indirectly caused the kingdom..."

The nobles of the northern countries were in an uproar.

This greedy dragon dared to blackmail the entire Northern United Kingdom!

He is far more greedy than those red dragons who only rely on massacres to show their military power!

The "Flying Flame Dragon" Cassius, who was once unknown and existed only in the stories of bards, actually grew into such a giant under their noses in just a few years, reaching the point where he could make the North tremble with just a flap of his wings.

You should know that even the "Glacier Wings" a hundred years ago only destroyed a city, but did not occupy the principality, and even launched blackmail against the entire United Kingdom of the North.

The dragon ruled the earth, which was something that only happened in legends, and even dated back to the first era when dragons and giants fought against each other, but now it actually happened in front of the nobles of the North.

At least in these centuries, at least since the establishment of the United Kingdom of the North, such an arrogant dragon has not appeared in the Great Wasteland of Anzeta!

In the magnificent Lion Council Hall, the nominal capital of the United Kingdom and the capital of the Principality of Bosk, Stratford.

Hundreds of nobles in the North gathered together for a rare occasion to discuss how to deal with this terrible dragon. This is the first time since the "Lionheart Alliance" thirty years ago.

"This is too much!"

"This evil dragon is too much!"

Duke Leo Bosc slammed the flyer on the long table with a "snap".

His face was full of anger, his tall and burly body was shaking with anger, even his lion-like beard was shaking with it, and his thunderous roar made the servants around him panic.

"We, the Principality of Bosc, will never accept such humiliating terms!"

"Who does he think he is? Just a fire-breathing lizard. We, the Scanians, have killed dozens of such presumptuous lizards before we could gain a foothold in Anzeta!"

Not far from him, the Grand Duke of the Principality of Norton, Oliver Norton, was also indignant and slammed the table: "Yes! We must take back the territory of the Principality of Rackman! Kill this presumptuous red dragon!"

"Otherwise, there is no way to quell the public anger!"

Grand Duke Oliver gritted his teeth, he hated Cassius to the core.

The announcements made by the Burning Embers Empire to other countries were just extortion of money, passage rights, etc. However, what they extorted from the Principality of Norton was the so-called "international trusteeship rights", and the reason was even more ridiculous: "Grand Duke Oliver is incapable of governing the Principality of Norton and needs the assistance of the more civilized and orderly Burning Embers Empire."

This is ridiculous!

This is simply a naked insult to him!

An empire ruled by monsters actually had the nerve to issue such a shameless announcement to him. This notice made Grand Duke Oliver sleepless for several days, and in a rage he dismissed all the messengers that were originally going to be sent to the Burning Embers Nest.

"But... that red dragon can cast eight-ring spells."

"There are only a few spellcasters of this level in the entire North. He is devastating to the army."

A hoarse and tired voice sounded.

"Grey Eagle" Schroeder also participated in this meeting, but at this moment his eyes were dim, full of fatigue and helplessness, and hatred for the red dragon from the bottom of his soul.

The lord he was loyal to and the country he was in had all perished, so he had no choice but to drift here and was barely taken in by Grand Duke Leo.

"Maybe we can seek help from the outside world."

"Yes, it is rumored that the 'Twilight Blade' who traveled from the south six years ago killed a red dragon, but I don't know whether it is true or not.

An aristocrat said.

Hearing this, Grand Duke Leo's anger subsided a little, and he asked the noble beside him: "Count Tapley, didn't the 'Twilight Blade' stay in your territory? Can you still contact her?"

Count Tapley shook his head helplessly: "She left in a hurry five years ago and did not leave any message."

Grand Duke Leo said solemnly: "Maybe we can look to the south and seek help from the Holy Fadlan Empire in the south."

"I'm afraid not."

Count Trish, who has been on diplomatic missions to the south for many years, said: "Recently, unprecedented rebellions have broken out in many provinces of Fadlan. His Majesty Aragon has led the Fiery Sun Legion to conquer for several months, and I'm afraid he can't take care of us."

Grand Duke Leo roared angrily:

"What should we do? Are we just going to sit there and surrender to the red dragon, watching him show off his might in front of us? "

The nobles were silent, and only the roar of Grand Duke Leo echoed in the hall.

At this time, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded

--it was "Grey Eagle" Schlaude.

"My Lord Duke, I know someone who may be able to fight against the red dragon and is willing to provide help."