Chapter 233.Chapter 233 – Dragon Lord Hints at Me

Chapter 233 – The Dragon Lord Hinted at Me
Only this kind of evil idea was dismissed with just a flash in Davy’s mind.

Marder, can only say that worthy of being a freak from Said Ponga, a red dragon that is just one generation older than myself almost let himself turn over on the spot, purely counting on Efilomont that old and unashamed to give the thing hard to play ‘fast silver fast music’, that is purely a death wish.

The reason is also very simple, this thing is not what chaos side similar to the spirit sucker kind of ‘brain control’ spiritual energy artifact.

It was more like a means of deterrence in conjunction with [Evil Scale Rampage].

Although he didn’t know exactly what the principle was, there was absolutely no way that he could make a Berserk Mother Dragon accompany him like a fool from now on and become a ‘following NPC’.

There was no way to permanently control it, it would only be like a spring, the harder it was pressed, the greater the backlash, with my own father, Attilicia’s ‘miserable first half of his life’ as a reference . As soon as I thought of some kind of dismal picture, I couldn’t help but shiver in my urine.

Even this urine has a slight color of blood – that female dragon in order to break free from his own ‘head pressing kill’, that ‘Spartan kick’ almost did not give his waist a kick to dry open the line cackle.

”Hiss” He didn’t feel it when he entered the battle state earlier, but as soon as he finished the fight and his brain fell back to rationality from the frenzied state of [Fury], he felt that his body was hurting everywhere.

Since the life and death battle with Monado back then, the chaotic battle with the barbarians and elves in the Katgana Mountain Range, and even the bloody battle in Bato Hell, he hadn’t suffered this level of injury for many years.

Only with today’s physique of up to 28 plus the [Stone of Regeneration], even with such injuries, he was recovering with time at a speed visible to the naked eye, not even using any recovery spells.

Moreover, once he thought of the strategic purpose of this trip, this pussy of his, he had to play it perfectly:

A Red Dragon Lord who had not yet arrived at the Legendary Heavenly Fate and was already invincible and high up in the world.

He couldn’t show any ‘weakness’.

Therefore, he didn’t even bother to look at the explosion inside the city gate fortress caused by his dragon breath igniting the ‘oil tanks’, as soon as the tip of his tail was rolled around the head of that Legendary Dragonslayer Warrior Baptiste, his wings erupted with dazzling flames, like a ‘Decepticon’ transforming and taking off in place, and swept past a somewhat helpless old man, the Red Dragon Lord, who had not yet reached the Legendary Divine Order. It swept over the heads of the somewhat helpless old dwarves and their followers, and once again landed back in the mid-air of the grand arena’s viewing platform.

As a result, he was surprised to see that the young king of Lulvaden, accompanied by only one palace guard, seemed to be waiting for himself here.

Thinking of some sort of further possibility, his mind moved, and immediately grinned a sardonic grin and opened his mouth to spit out half the truth, saying:
“Sorry, I didn’t want to get into this situation, there was an elder ‘visiting’ from ‘home’, and it was slightly heavy handed.”

Upon hearing these words, the face of the Palace Imperial Guardsman behind Klinsmann visibly twitched, a clear look of sadness appearing in his eyes.

Phantom Flame Christos.

Pavela the Crimson Calamity.

And now a second Red Plague, and the legendary red dragon named Brittany.

Sedeponga, a veritable mobile plague of heaven.

The two dragons had almost destroyed half of the royal capital with their playful fights and banter.
The fact that this was a joke on the five-colored dragons was like the last straw that weighed on the shoulders of this King of Lulvaden.

Tania, who chased out and flew back from afar, saw from afar that this king, who originally organized the ‘Dragon Slaying Army’, actually knelt down on one knee in front of David and pulled out the Lulvaden’s ancestor’s sword at his waist.

Tania, who was used to reading bardic biographies during the years she stayed in Dwensel, thought that this king who was afraid of committing a crime might not want to kill himself on the spot to atone for his own sins, and at the same time use his own life in exchange for David, the dragon, ‘not to continue to slaughter his own people’.

Then he was shocked and dumbfounded to see this king, who did not flee back to the palace in the first place, holding that sword high in both hands and pleading in a mournful voice:

“I, King of Lulvaden – Klingsman Sphinxus Ascencio, though I know that I will die ten thousand deaths, nevertheless, implore your forgiveness once and for all! For this, I would offer you all the one and a half million people of Lulvaden!”

Suddenly hearing words that were ‘shameless’ to such an extent, the silver dragon Tania, who suddenly felt a shock to her outlook, almost fell headfirst from the head of Murphylle, who was also so dumbfounded that she forgot to flap her wings.

But contrary to Tania’s imagination, if Klinsmann really wants to be a benevolent ruler who will die for the people as she originally speculated, then David will directly sweep his tail ‘as he wishes’ without saying a word.

That kind of king was useless to him, and he didn’t need it.

On the contrary, in front of him, a serious, eyes without the slightest fear, only a calm face declared that he wanted to be a ‘leading party’ for the people of Lulvaden, let David born a little ‘chat interest’:
“Oh? Why should I forgive you? If I kill you, won’t your people still be my spoils?”

Klinsmann, however, hung his head without any hesitation:

“No, Lulvaden, from top to bottom, is rotten to the core, and in Lulvaden’s current state, your killing me would only cause it to instantly fall apart, and descend into disorganized chaos once again.

“In the end, half a million of them will flee to the neighboring kingdoms, half a million will die from various wars and strife and even starvation, and the last half a million, even if they will obey you outwardly, will look upon you as a hated enemy because of the loss of their parents, loved ones, and children.

“For You to completely unify and utilize them, then You will need to go through three generations of at least fifty years of dissolution; I know that You don’t care about their hatred, and don’t even care too much about their lives and deaths, but You, it seems, care about this time, otherwise You, You, wouldn’t have rushed here in person to come in front of me.

“Perhaps, You need a being like me, like a faithful dog that licks Your paws, to herd the nations, for You.

“and then, when You need it, to step out for You on the battlefield You have appointed.”

At that, Klinsmann looked up abruptly, straight into the pupils of Davy’s eyes, and said in a voice only they could hear:
“Because we, humans, are not affected by dragon madness.”

Davy’s eyes widened slightly, and he also finally looked squarely at the human king in front of him, who appeared to be no more than in his twenties.

It wasn’t too hard for the other party to know that he was going to deal with the elves through his identity and the limited information he had, it was even a good guess.

But to be able to stand in his shoes, to use the logic of a red dragon to hold his needs firmly in his grasp and use it as a breaking point to survive, was not simple.

Especially with that last line.
“Elarria, is it true that the Dragon Madness Labyrinth also exists?”

It was a point he’d been speculating about but hadn’t been able to confirm.

Klinsmann’s heart jumped, knowing that he had made the right bet, and immediately replied:
“My ancestor Ascencio was one of the ancestors who traveled eastward from the old continent of Skanes, and according to his few remaining memoirs, he recorded a scene like this:
“On the battlefield, which was originally a fierce battle between five parties, the dragons suddenly went mad and killed indiscriminately, without any distinction between the enemy and us, but it didn’t last too long, and this havoc ended after a tower was smashed by a red dragon. The destruction that could be caused was still devastating. But it also created an opportunity for the elves, and even us humans, to escape from Skannis.

“I sometimes wonder if the High Elves had placed the Labyrinth Device, which triggered the dragon’s madness, in a place that was harder for the dragons to reach, such as under the ground or high in the sky.”

I’m sure.
David immediately laughed and said:
“In a main material realm called Toriel, the elves have already done so.”

What he didn’t say was that the group of High Elves that came from Toriel even had a way to ‘summon’ them over.

Klingsman immediately dropped his head even lower and more reverently:
“Then you are in need of me, Your Highness Davyutos.”

Hearing this, Davy instantly looked at the human king in front of him with a somewhat strange look in his eyes, rather having the illusion that ‘he was being courted by a licking dog’.

Especially since this human with the attitude of a licking dog, on the contrary, possessed all the potentials that the Sea King’s scum possessed, namely:
Confidence that could be described as conceited, charisma as a king, keenness to see into the hearts of ‘people’, superhuman resource allocation ability, and erudition to know a little bit of everything.

Even knowing that the other party was a ‘scum king’ actually made the dragon hate him, heh!

As soon as he thought of this, David lowered his eyes and asked:
“So, what can you bring to me?”

Klinsmann said with a serious but concise face:
“A loyal dog that herds the people for you.

“A kingdom that is steadily rebuilding and developing.

“A source of soldiers who will put their faith in dragons. “And the time you need most.

“Ten years. Just give me ten years to develop. I will return to you a Luwalden as strong as ever.”

David finally smiled in satisfaction.

Stretching out a claw, he lightly tapped it on Klinsmann’s raised Sword of Kingship.

But instead of flicking it away, a bit of magic surged.

In an instant, the entire Sword of Kingship became as red as calcined iron.

Klinsmann’s hands were also like touching a branding iron as they bared their teeth in the smoke.

But he didn’t dare to throw away the Ancestor’s Sword in his hands, and could only endure the severe pain that seemed to penetrate into his soul silently with tense veins.

Gradually, this kind of pain began to follow his hands towards his whole body!
This is really the punishment of hell.
Hang in there!
If you can survive, you can live!
And the one who survives will be able to save the whole of Lulvaden!
Just as he was about to faint, the pain that had caused him to almost go mad several times suddenly disappeared.

He raised his head in dismay, and realized that at some point, the claw that had landed on his longsword was actually constantly rolling down towards him with blood flowing down the dragon scales.

This. This is actually . The Blood Ritual!

Not only had he survived, he had actually been given the Dragon Blood Ritual of Favors by this Second Red Plague?
Steeply rising out of uncontrolled ecstasy, he saw the teasing smile in Davy’s eyes:
“Deal, my loyal dog king.”

With that, Davy, who had over-achieved on this trip, slowly turned around and said without looking back:

“Herd the nations for me until the day I need it, and give the answer to your ten years of plowing.”

Klinsmann could not help but kneel down with his other half-crouching foot, and said with unparalleled excitement and fervor:

“Aye! My Dragon Lord, Davyutos, Your Majesty!”

Davy laughed, fanning the monstrous scorching winds once more, and just as he ascended to the Grand Arena under the accompanying flight of the dragons, it was as if he suddenly remembered something:
“By the way, for the sake of being so ‘great and clever’, why don’t we grant you a title.

“Well, from now on, you might as well be called the Blood Emperor.

“Red Dragon Dependent, Blood Emperor – Klinsmann Sfentus Ascencio, humph hahahahaha, hahahahahaha.”

[Arrogance]

With this arrogant and cocky and unrivaled laughter, David rushed up to the sky with the group of dragons and returned with a full load.

Leaving behind only the Blood Emperor who knelt down long enough to see it off.

Just complacent David flew halfway, tail steeply hit a loud explosion:
“Kam, just focusing on pretending, forgot to open the treasury!”

[Rage]

But then thought about Warrens so a big harbor all make the dragon egg pain amount of treasure, has been continuously so tossed back and forth to go potential several times Luwalden, more than half has long been empty for many years.

And also lazy to fly back to get so a little bit of two jujubes.

After David’s figure completely disappeared in the sky, the ‘Blood Emperor’, who was filled with surging power, took a big step and rose to the sky to let out a dragon whistle:
“Aang!!!

“Ancestors! Did you guys see that!

“My Dragon’s Favorite, Klingsman has been crowned Emperor of Blood by the Second Red Plague!

“Me! I will be the rising Lord of Luvaldon!
“And the ruler of Middle Earth and the continent of Granier!”

Behind him, Hamad, who was originally somewhat worried, nearly choked on his saliva when he heard the last sentence, revealing a stunned expression:
“Ah? This. In the future, are we going to fight against the Vitali Empire?”

So that red dragon has such ambitions?
Lewaldon is still being rebuilt, and he’s going to attack the Vitaly Empire and the High Elves in the north? Sweeping away all the countries in Middle Earth?

This is too crazy!
Klinsmann, who slowly turned around, showed unprecedented confidence and fervor in his eyes:

“Of course, my lord gave me the name Blood Emperor.

“What is an Emperor? The highest on earth!

“Well, there can’t be two emperors on a continent at the same time, can there?”

“Ah this.” The poorly read Hamad was speechless.

But it seemed, it was so true.

And yet.
Just as Hamad was worried about the suddenly changed Klinsmann and the uncertain future of Lurwarden.

The Blood Emperor once again took him into his arms and whispered in his ear:

“Don’t worry, Uncle Hamad.

“Our destiny, and even Lulvaden’s, has been completely reversed today, thanks to the dragon.
“No matter what the future holds, at least I’ve given Lulvaden another ten years.

“Isn’t that right?”

“And, thank you, for successfully guarding me again today.”

‘Obviously, it was you since you alone, who guarded all of our kingdom ah’

Hamad, who had a guilty conscience, was still a bit worried:

“But with the Red Dragon ravaging the royal capital only today, and us joining the ‘Second Red Plague’ under its banner, will the thousands of people of Lulvaden…”

Klinsmann, however, waved his hand and laughed:
“What do you mean by the Red Dragon ravaging the royal capital?
“What I have seen is clearly the Red Dragon descending from the sky, once again nipping the ‘Demon Descent’ in the bud!

“This, precisely, is our Lulvaden’s .
“the sign of the great fortune of the fire!”

“Huh?” Hamad, completely dumbfounded.

(End of chapter)