Red Dragon: In Charge of Natural Disasters

Chapter 554 Reactions From All Parties

The news that the Empire defeated the Abyss Legion and the Burning Emperor killed a demon lord has spread throughout the world, causing a great uproar in the Fianso continent.

The shock brought by this news is more exaggerated than the victory over "Silver Wing" Osedro.

No matter how powerful the ancient silver dragon is, he is only the great elder of Melward, a respected person in the lawful good camp, and the Abyss Lord is enough to threaten the existence of the entire main material plane, but was killed by the red dragon alone.

Doesn't this prove that the Burning Emperor also has the ability to easily destroy a country, or even threaten the entire main material plane?

The magical image of the terrible battle that destroyed Anstica also appeared in the hands of the top leaders of various forces, causing them to be extremely shocked and terrified.

——The hundred-meter-class dragons entangled and fought each other, and the fight between the two wild beasts caused the sky to tremble, the mountains to collapse, and the earth to disintegrate.

In the Third Age, when gods and mortals were separated, no one had ever seen such a grand battle, which even made people doubt their own eyes.

Is this an illusion?

Or is it some image from ancient times?

However, all those who witnessed the war and deeply engraved the scene of the earth-shattering in their minds gave a negative answer.

——This is the real battle that took place in the Third Age, in the Great Wasteland of Anzeta.

In the eastern part of the continent of Fianso, deep in the High Forest.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and moist soil, the dense treetops are shining with emerald luster, and the sun shines through the gaps.

The white and exquisite buildings are hidden in the depths of the dense forest, surrounded by ancient and tall trees, and filled with beautiful reliefs-this is the Royal Court of Serenia, the ancient capital of the Elf Kingdom that has been passed down for thousands of years.

On the windowsill deep in the royal court, a beautiful elven woman is looking into the distance.

A head of light golden long hair draped over her shoulders, the gauze robe made of grass leaves can hardly hide her graceful figure, and the water-clear eyes reveal worry.

The golden crown with dewdrops on her head and the purple in her pupils all revealed the identity of this elf.

——The nominal monarch of Serenia, the seventeenth queen of the Elf Kingdom since its birth, Catherine. Moon Chaser.

The Elf Queen looked up at the blue sky above the Supreme Forest and talked to herself.

"The three kingdoms are constantly at war, the abyss demons are constantly moving, and a powerful dragon is rising rapidly in the north. It's a crazy era."

At this point, Catherine lowered her eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"But. I'm just a canary raised in a cage. What qualifications do I have to pay attention to these?"

A few decades ago, the Senate, which was supported by the Fadlan Empire, sidelined the young Elf Queen at the time and completely controlled the political situation in Serenia.

They advocated "the ancient and noble traditions of the elves" and isolated Serenia from the outside world.

They did not allow any disputes in the world of the Elf Kingdom, and also prohibited the Elf Queen from contacting the magic knowledge passed down by her ancestors.

These elders who colluded with humans even secretly gave beautiful elf women to Fadlan nobles as their playthings.

——The famous half-elf paladin, "Twilight Blade" Rhea, was the illegitimate child born from the union of an elf woman and a Fadlan noble.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to belittle yourself. This situation is about to end, and the Elf Kingdom will soon return to your rule."

A cold and steady female voice came from behind Catherine, and the half-elf paladin wearing dark golden light armor and holding a long sword walked out.

"Rhea, you're back?"

Catherine turned around quickly, and her soft face showed an irrepressible surprise.

Rhea took a few steps forward, half-knelt in front of Catherine, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Your Majesty Catherine.

Now that the Fadlan Empire has collapsed, the old guys in the Senate have lost their backers, and the opportunity to overthrow their corrupt rule has come."

"Get up first, Rhea."

Catherine hurried forward and helped the half-elf paladin who had returned from his travels up.

She turned around and looked at the Moonlight Holy Tree, which symbolized the highest power of the elves and was now occupied by the Senate.

"You are right, Serenia should not sink like this.

It should not be controlled by that group of scum. I will make the Elven Kingdom once again become the civilized and great country in memory."

This "canary" who was regarded as easy to control by the elders and the queen who had always been weak and kind, now showed unprecedented firmness in her beautiful eyes like water.

"Follow your will."

Rhea clenched the silver sword in her hand, and her tone was sonorous and powerful.

"Oh, Rhea."

"What's wrong?"

Catherine took out a crystal ball from her bosom.

The crystal ball showed a magical image of two mountain-like dragons fighting - it was the battle between the "Burning Emperor" Cassius and the Abyss Dragon.

Catherine pointed at the dragon in the picture with her slender finger and asked softly: "Do you know this Burning Emperor?"

Rhea nodded slightly: "Of course, Your Majesty, I have seen that video at the headquarters of the Harpist Alliance.

I have to admit that the red dragon is very powerful, to an incredible degree, and it is definitely not an existence that can be confronted head-on."

Catherine was a little curious.

"Is it possible for us to cooperate with him?"

"With all due respect, Your Majesty, based on my experience, wanting to cooperate with a red dragon is the same as seeking the skin of a tiger, not to mention that the dragon clan has had enmity with the elves in its history.

You know what’s at the top of the list of Red Dragon recipes? An elf, preferably an elf girl. "

Rhea blinked, Catherine was immediately startled, and the half-elf chuckled. Compared to a monarch and a subject, their relationship was actually more like a good friend.

However, regarding the outside world and the mysterious north, the elf queen who has been trapped in the royal court all year round has too many questions.

Catherine asked Rhea about the situation in various places in Fiantho again and again, and the half-elf paladin did not become impatient and patiently gave answers.

"By the way, didn't you travel in the Anzeta Wilderness for a while? It is said that... you also killed a red dragon. They all called you the 'dragon-slaying hero'."

Rhea shook her head and laughed, her resolute and beautiful face showing helplessness: "Your Majesty, if I had faced such a red dragon at that time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stand there now.

The burning emperor rose so fast that he didn't look like a giant dragon at all. Many dragon scholars suspect that he is an ancestral dragon that was sealed in underground ruins and dormant for tens of thousands of years, and is the same as the female dragon I met."

Suddenly, Rhea's tone stopped, and she turned her head again, staring closely at the magic image in the crystal ball.

There was a faint metallic sheen on the scales on the huge red dragon's body, as if gold had been mixed into it - just like the strange young dragon she met a few years ago.

Rhea's heart suddenly sank, and fine beads of sweat seeped out from her forehead, dampening her silver hair.

She recalled what she said when she released the young dragon ten years ago: "Maybe you can show mercy to your usual enemy."

At that time, Rhea hoped that this strange red dragon of lawful neutrality would not bring disaster to the world, otherwise she would eradicate it with her own hands.

This is impossible.

This is absolutely impossible.

Rhea thought in her heart.

What a joke, a young dragon grew into a behemoth that surpassed the ancient dragon in just ten years, and became the emperor who ruled Anzeta.

The exaggeration of this kind of thing is no longer a legend, it is simply a fantasy! Even myths don’t have such absurd plots!

But the feeling of fate stirred in the half-elf's mind, making her tremble all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Rhea recalled the active time of this red dragon in the Harper League, and the extremely obvious characteristics that were the same as those of the weird young dragon.

Suddenly, she realized that this absurd story, which sounded like a child's gibbering, was probably true!

"That makes sense."

Rhea frowned and murmured in a voice that only she could hear.

I see, so that the doubts of dragon scholars and the troubles of the Harper Alliance can all be answered.

That giant dragon that was bigger than the ancient red dragon was not a sealed ancestral dragon, nor was it a descendant of Tiamat, but it had an obvious growth trajectory!

He was most likely the strange young dragon that he let go ten years ago.

"What's wrong? Rhea, have you thought of anything about the red dragon?"

"No, Your Majesty.

I'm just thinking about our plan to recapture the Moonlight Sacred Tree. "

The half-elf stood with her sword in hand and looked into the distance, her beautiful eyes flickering, and she didn't know what she was thinking at the moment.

Rhea pursed her lips slightly.

Some things, since they are your own choices, just let yourself bear the consequences.

The innocent and persistent queen in front of her should not be involved in the troubles she caused. After helping Catherine overthrow the Senate, she may need to leave Serenia to face some... destined things.

In the Kingdom of Thrace, in the splendid palace of the "City of the Rising Sun".

The ministers on both sides of the steps looked at each other in confusion. They lowered their heads and remained silent. The atmosphere in the palace became extremely stagnant.

And on the golden throne made in imitation of "Sunlight City", a low and magnetic male voice came.

"Everyone, tell me what you think."

The man wore luxurious silver armor and had flawless white skin. His body was covered with a thin layer of white halo, making his perfect face blurry.

The most eye-catching thing is his rear. Three pairs of broad and white wings sprout from his back, making him look like an angel descended from the world.

This is the third son of Aragorn I, a strong contender for the Emperor of Fadland, the ruler of the Kingdom of Thrace, and the leader of the Angelic Legion.

——Wilham Aragon, respected as the "King of Angels".

At this moment, the king who looked like an angel was supporting his head with his hands, staring at the magical image presented in the center of the hall with a livid face.

In that magical image, two hundred-meter-long giant dragons were fighting each other, fighting so hard that the world collapsed.

Are you all frightened by him?

Is it possible that in my huge Thracian kingdom, there are only a group of cowards who dare not face the dragon? "

Looking around and seeing the panicked expressions of the ministers, Wilham finally had a hint of sullenness in his voice.

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After hearing the king's second inquiry, no one in the hall dared to raise their heads.

After all, that giant dragon is too terrifying and cannot be resisted by mortals.

If he really boasts in front of the king and is sent to the north, he will have to face a hundred-meter-long red dragon.

And those angels who always think highly of themselves and are not afraid of strong enemies are still fighting on the southern battlefield, fighting with the Titans of Cassander.

Seeing that no one still spoke, Wilham looked at the man huddled in the corner.

"Duke Luton, you escaped from the red dragon, what special insights do you have?"

After being called out by Wilham, Luton, who was named the Duke of the North, stood up trembling, and then knelt on the ground with a "pop".

He begged with tears: "Your Majesty, don't fight!

That red dragon, he, he is simply a devil! No, he is more evil than a devil! He will kill all of us!"

Seeing that image, Luton was already scared out of his wits. He remembered the hellish scene when the red dragon descended a few years ago, and the bloody guillotine. These scenes appeared in his nightmares countless times.

Then he thought of his "just disclosure" of the red dragon in various reading materials over the years.

Suddenly, Duke Luton's legs trembled, and his luxurious pants were wet, making the palace filled with a fishy smell.

"He is indeed a coward."

Wilham looked down at him with some disgust, and casually ordered: "Guards, Duke Luton's mental illness has recurred, drag him away."

Two soldiers in silver armor immediately stepped forward and carried the trembling Duke Luton away.

Before leaving, Luton was still crying loudly: "Your Majesty, you can't hit him!"

Wilham, who was already in a particularly bad mood, looked even uglier after experiencing this ridiculous farce, and he called out one of them again.

"Duke Sasisa, you have been an envoy to the Burning Empire. What do you think of this matter?"

The foreign minister, dressed in luxurious robes and holding a scepter, walked out of the crowd, came to the bottom of the steps, and bowed his head in thought.

After a long time, Sasai said respectfully: "Your Majesty, it is just a greedy and short-sighted red dragon, no matter how powerful he is.

I admit that the Burning Emperor is powerful enough to change the world situation, but he only cares about the treasures in his own treasury - this can be seen from the fact that the Burning Empire sold us their most advanced weapons.

In order to make money, the red dragon doesn't care about anything.

So we don't need to be afraid of the red dragon at all, and we can even let him become our helper. We just need to - fill his greedy appetite."

"Oh?"

Wilham nodded slightly, rubbing his chin, as if thinking about Sasai's words.

The ministers all agreed with Sasai's speech. It is undoubtedly the best way to solve the problem without facing the terrifying dragon.

Seeing the king lost in thought, Sahisay hurriedly went a step further: "Your Majesty, if you can give me 10 million gold coins, I will be able to stabilize the dragon in the north."

Suddenly, an anxious voice came from the crowd: "No, Your Majesty, the emperor is definitely not as simple as Duke Sahisay said!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked sideways, focusing their attention on the person who spoke.

——The speaker was also a diplomat of the Thracian Kingdom, Sahisay's subordinate, Dayev. (End of this chapter)

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