Chapter 73: Triumph
Chapter 73 Triumph
Above Deck.
Ahmed’s entire elf was on the verge of tears.
He had thoughts of being ignored by the Dwensel hierarchy for failing a mission.
After all, there was no one in the entire territory who could bear such a heavy responsibility.
But he definitely hadn’t thought that he actually did have a chance to return back to his return home.
Just to realize when he had actually become the general of his dreams!
And yet it turned out that he, Mard, was posthumously appointed!
All of the elves, including the Lords and the Elf King, had directly treated him, Ahmed, as a dead man!
What made him even more devastated and unacceptable was that the group of elves led by Otis were suddenly so bold and greedy.
Thanks to his good memory, he remembered Otis, the lowly fellow who sent him female elves year after year, but didn’t even deserve to lift his shoes.
But at this moment this stupid bastard even intends to directly treat him as a Drow to fill the patrol war merit!
He obviously only had his head scorched by the dragon’s breath, okay?
His body is still the white of a High Elf!
This group of profit-motivated guys were actually able to collectively turn a blind eye!
This kind of stifled depressed dead feeling, just ask who can understand ah!
Originally still on the timely jump back to the heart of his thoughts, immediately raised his neck, decided to simply follow that red dragon a road to the black.
He puffed out his chest and looked angrily around at the crowd of elves that had gathered around him:
“Get out of my way!
“A bunch of greedy fools!
“I am the nephew and heir of the Lord of the Wheel of Silver.
“and a Viscount by the hand of His Majesty, Elf King Ariando.
“Supreme Commander of the Seventh Fleet of Devonshire.
“Rohir Ahmed Soledas!
“If you really dare to pass me off as a Drell for a war hero, you’ll all die one by one!”
The group of High Elf crew members who had been called out for what they had intended to do inside were immediately subdued by this series of titles that were as skillful as a courtly halfling chef reporting the name of a dish.
So skillful, so natural and coherent, and so arrogant and unimpressed, without a few decades of shouting like that every day, one would not necessarily be able to learn it.
A Drow disguised as a High Elf might be able to put on an act, but if he wanted to hide from the eyes of all the High Elves, it would not be something that an ordinary Drow could do.
In an eerie silence, in the end, it was the patrol leader who spoke cautiously:
“That. This compatriot, may I ask if there is anything that can prove your identity to show? After all, the obituary about General Ahmed has been promulgated in the country for a long time, even if you say so, it’s hard for us to believe it.”
“No.”
Ahmed frowned and explained:
“Our fleet was about to arrive at the Old Continent’s harbor when the Crimson Calamity awakened, and that volcanic eruption she triggered wiped out our entire army, and I was the only one who escaped.”
He was only halfway through following the lines David had given him when he realized something was wrong!
He suddenly saw a sudden scowl at the corner of Otis’ mouth.
‘Damn! This guy is latching on to his own words, and after confirming that he has no witnesses or physical evidence he’s planning on pulling the same stunt of killing a good man!”
“Do it, kill this Drow who is trying to disguise himself as General Ahmed.”
“Yes!”
Accompanied by a gust of sharp sword-drawing sounds, a group of High Elves who were working for the sake of their interests and their own well-being raised their swords against the nobles that they could only look up to in the past!
In this situation, it was feared that they would have to chop him into mincemeat with their swords and directly destroy his body to prevent any retaliation after he returned home.
A body injury in the long imprisonment has not been well Ahmed, looking at the sky comes brightly shining sword blade, the heart of a piece of regret.
Still careless ah!
Finished!
Just when Ahmed was suffocating, thinking that he was about to be planted here, only a few nautical miles away from the New World and his home.
There was a sound of breaking wind.
With a crunching sound, the long swords of more than ten elves raised high, along with the bird’s nest wig on top of Ahmed’s head, all crumbled and flew into the sky, and then fell down again leisurely.
“Ouch!” Immediately, there were two unlucky people who were pierced into the flesh by the falling sword blades.
One of them was even more unlucky to be stuck directly in the sky.
Immediately, he sat down disheveledly on the ground, holding tightly the broken blade that might tip over and pull out automatically at any moment, shouting in panic while soaring with blood:
“Druid! Druid save me!”
“Giant gargoyles! How could there be a giant dragon on the ship?!”
Waving his tail to sweep away a blade, Davy almost just poked his head out of the cabin and nearly pissed a boatload of elves.
Combat power was secondary, but with the terrifying destructive power of a giant dragon, it could send them all into the sea for an ice bath in minutes.
Not a single one of them had the ability and stamina to swim back to land from here.
“Wait! It’s a silver dragon! It’s a silver baby dragon! Stop it! Stop it all!”
Even the most haughty High Elf, even if he was blind, would not dare to kill a silver dragon as if it were a five-colored dragon, especially a silver dragon that was obviously still in the juvenile stage. Although the High Elves didn’t have an explicit silver dragon ally, these guys who liked to pretend to be humans or High Elves had an ambiguous relationship with the Church of the Goddess of Magic, the Church of the God of Justice, and even the churches of some of their elven deities.
If you offend an elf nobleman, the big deal is to quit your job, leave your hometown and run away to your relatives, and then you can also run to the human countries in the Middle Kingdom as an adventurer or mercenary to make a living.
But if they accidentally stabbed a silver young dragon to death!
They didn’t even dare to think about the horrible scene.
It was only when these High Elf navies had just softened their hands in fear due to the appearance of the ‘Silver Dragon David’ that the two Drow who followed behind them once again raised their broken blades by reflex:
“Drow! Why are there still Drow?!”
NOT! There are still barbarians?
And what the hell was this winter wolf that couldn’t stop baring its teeth at them!
They were straight up not going to be whole by the complex composition of the crew on this ship!
“There’s no need to be nervous, these are all followers that I have sensitized with justice and kindness.”
Davy looked around at the crowd of confused and hesitant High Elves and wagged his tail in a sweeping motion across the foreheads of Hiatt and the Drow Mage.
Revealing two magical seals that emitted a faint silver luster.
This!
The High Elves led by Otis nearly vomited blood on the spot.
Indeed, they were sensitized!
It’s just that the way this penitentization was done was really magical enough!
Two magical slavery deeds at once.
And it’s even used on a Zorro!
It was estimated that only this group of wealthy silver dragons could come up with such a profligate and absurd thing to do.
At the same time, these High Elves also had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, saw this silver dragon stride to the edge of death hovering on the edge of the feet of the High Elf Ahmed beside, a claw gently tapped on the shoulder of Ahmed, the heavy force on the spot will be the elf to slap the knee on the ground, spoke aloud:
“As for this Ahmed officer, I saved him on the seashore and he brought me back from the Old Continent.
“He and I are both each other’s benefactors and dear friends whose lives depend on each other.
“To bring a stray silver dragon like me back to the mainland, as you High Elves are so fond of doing.
“he should be called a hero?
“and then hold a grand triumph ceremony, celebrated by the elven civilians along the way, sent off with flowers, right?”
“Ah this.” The crowd of High Elves were dumbfounded and looked at each other in disbelief.
Although the reasoning seemed to be true, they had never seen such a brazen Silver Dragon before.
Besides, Ahmed said that their entire 7th fleet had died out, but they still organized a triumphal ceremony?
The families of the fallen elves who just took some condolence money and settled down, would not directly lift the roof of the general headquarters to the canopy!
“However, my silver dragon friend, we still have no evidence to prove that Mr. Ahmed is our friend. Mr. Ahmed, is our fallen General Ahmed.”
“Just address me as His Highness Saphis Duin, this thing of evidence is not simple, take us directly to whoever that was?”
Zor looked directly at the High Elf hinting a glance, Ahmed hurriedly said:
“We’re going directly to the Atilicia Resident Priest of the Temple of Justice in the city of Ceolus.”
Satisfied, Davy took over the conversation and said:
“Right, let’s find that priest and directly give him a seven-ringed spell [Regeneration] won’t that be enough, it’s always impossible for his lords and even the Silver Wheel Lords to recognize the wrong elf, right?”
“This,” the patrol captain’s entire elf froze.
But this time, before he could rack his brain for a compromise, the elven crew next to him immediately dropped to one knee with their broken blades:
“We welcome the return of His Highness, Saphis Duin, to the realm of Dwensel.
“Dwensel welcomes you.
“Congratulations, General Ahmed!
“You will surely be the hero and pride of Devensel.”
Ahmed, who was being browbeaten by a crowd of elven crew members, then had the feeling of being in a dream, and burst into tears on the spot.
He had thought of the scene where he returned as a hero with a silver dragon before he set out from the New World.
However, he had never expected that it would be realized in such a dramatic way with nine turns and eighteen turns.
He, Ahmed, could only be an impostor hero who could not see the light of day after all!
Looking at a group of subordinates who had already surrendered and patted their asses, the Customs Patrol Captain also sat on the ground in dismay:
“It’s over.”
Then he embraced the tearful Ahmed as if he was trying to grab a straw to save his life.
“Lord Ahmed! Do you remember me? I’m Otis! The one who sent you elves every year. Ah!”
“Get lost!” Ahmed kicked the vile High Elf into the sea.
“Huh, it seems like an elf has fallen into the sea, save the elf! Hurry up.” A group of elf crew members said ‘as an afterthought’.
David looked away from the new continent, where the coastline could already be seen, and said to himself:
“Tsk, but it’s almost June, besides the Hundred Years of Fragrance, there’s mostly not many flowers left, so why don’t we have some snowflakes to set the mood?”
Since he had already been bumped into, he simply didn’t bother to hide it.
Who said smuggling had to be sneaky?
He, David, was going to come brightly this time.
And then leave openly and honestly.
While talking to himself, he rushed up into the sky under the dazed attention of the elves and flew into the clouds, coming up with a blast of chilling spit.
The sky above Devensel, which was already dim from the drifting volcanic ash, instantly erupted in a clap of thunder.
Half a dozen times, the elves on the coast were stunned.
It was a June day.
Flying snow actually drifted up!
(End of chapter)