Chapter 153 War

  Antanaron stood outside his temporary cloud nest.

  Standing with him, there are seven tall guards wearing golden full-body armor.

  Without exception, these seven are all outstanding members of the young generation of the Golden Dragon Clan, both male and female.

  The only ones who can let these eight giant dragons 'watch the gate' outside are the noble Platinum Dragon God and His Royal Highness the Prince of the Dragon Clan.

   "Old man, has your kingdom of God been smashed by Tiamat?"

  The implication: Otherwise, why do you always run down?

  The Platinum Dragon God who turned into an old man sat cross-legged on the ground, smiling and looking at his impatient son.

   "Isn't it normal for a father to visit his son?"

  The dragon prince who maintained the black juvenile form gave a 'chi' laugh.

  In the Kingdom of the Platinum Dragon God, although there are no corrupted ones like Tiamat, there are a few dragon concubines with metal backgrounds.

   Moreover, these dragon concubines have all given birth to heirs.

   I don’t see the old man going to see the heirs of Concubine Long every now and then.

   Seeing that his son was still reticent, Bahamut, who maintained the appearance of a wise old man, could only sigh.

   "Well, I just want to ask, what are you trying to do by suddenly summoning the strength of the dragon clan under your command?"

  The prince, who maintained the appearance of a black dragon cub, had expected this question a long time ago, "Eliminate the evil forces colluding with the lower plane."

  Although it has not been verified, it is likely to be wrong.

   It doesn’t matter if you are wrong.

  The pile of bad debts of the Raven Club is not short of such a **** pot.

  Bahamut believed it eight or nine percent.

  Before he realized that his son had single-handedly killed the lower plane, he was really shocked.

  Now, the main plane and the lower plane are in a 'peace period'.

  My son has overturned the dark prince's lair with one shot, and today he is "recruiting troops and buying horses". With these operations one after another, Platinum Dragon God thought they were going to war with the lower plane.

   Then I ran down to take a look.

  Cough, the old man will not admit it, he didn't run down to look for a chance to take a look because of Antanalon's 'little report'.

   "Collude with the lower plane... the picture may not be small."

  Platinum Dragon God frowned slightly, as if recalling something.

"What's your opinion?"

   "I wish I was just thinking too much."

  The black dragon's golden pupils stared unblinking at the dead old man who obviously wanted to say something, but still pretended to be 'you ask me, and I'll force you to tell you'.

   "Cough, you see, this is the side effect of you always using reincarnation to suppress the godhead, if you are not above the astral world, you can't listen to the voices of all living beings, right..."

  The black dragon's expression is getting more and more dangerous. If it goes on, the projection of the Platinum Dragon God will probably be shattered again.

   It is estimated that the black dragon is about to turn his face, His Majesty the Dragon God habitually comforts himself, forget it, and enlighten this stinky son next time.

   "The goddess of magic has fallen, but the godhead of the **** of magic has no new master." Closer to home, the dragon **** said seriously.

   "If you say that, I also remembered one thing."

   "At the end of the last era, more than half of the gods of the elves drove you crazy and killed more than half of them. Up to now, no new gods have been born..."

  Dragon God was very embarrassed.

  Dragon God was very reluctant to fight that battle back then.

  But I couldn't tell my son.

   If you say it, you will definitely be laughed at, right?

   Being coerced by subordinates or something...

  Hey, the gods who look down on all living beings don't always go well.

  When ninety-nine of your subordinates say that such a battle must be fought, then as the hundredth you, even if you are the 'coach', you have no power to influence the situation.

   "I always thought that this might be related to the fact that the elves are now rare in number..."

   "But it's not that simple when it comes to the God of Magic."

  Bahamut's expression became serious, "If that's the case, don't interfere. I'll ask the metal dragons to investigate."

  The black gold dragon never blindly obeys the orders of the gods, even if the one in front of him is his own father.

   "Reason."

  Platinum Dragon God sighed, "If the elf gods and the **** of magic are really related..."

   "Then the purpose of these guys planning behind the scenes is probably..."

   Gods above the astral world, right?

  …

   When Charlie returned to White Castle, his eye circles were still reddish.

  Utopia is her painstaking effort.

  I don't want to talk to those despicable people hiding in the dark.

  Whoever tries to reason with the enemy is really stupid.

  Is the trick used by the other party laughing at her?

  Utopia, Utopia, can only exist in the imagination, like a city-state that bursts like a bubble?

what!

  The point of the knife almost pierced the throat, there is no reason for this to be tolerated!

  Seeing that Charlie walked faster and faster, he almost lost the core layer who had been trained **** behind him.

  Christine is still in shock from the contagious speech just now.

  She saw the citizens of the new city before, after listening to the speech of His Excellency the Earl, they walked out of their residences and took to the streets.

  They surrounded Charlie from a distance, saluting her one by one.

  These strange races performed human etiquette jerky, and expressed their support for the city lord in this silent way.

  They dare not get too close.

   Not afraid of Charlie, but wanting to protect him.

  I didn't want to give the assassin a chance to take advantage of the chaos, so I chose to keep a certain distance with restraint.

  These citizens did not have any communication, but made the same move.

   But, now, it's really not the time to be shocked.

  Christine ran up, trying to catch up with Charlie, but was held back by Mifakon.

  The rough dragonborn general didn't know how to express it, but he felt that at this time, His Excellency the City Lord wanted to sort out his emotions.

  The true feelings from the heart are different from the hypocritical speeches of those politicians.

  Your Excellency, you were really about to cry just now.

  Because distressed someone has ravaged their home.

  Naou did not let Christine return to the city hall, but brought her into White Castle.

  Charlie was in his room, and after being alone for less than ten minutes, he returned to his usual smile.

   Due to the insistence of the guards, when Charlie met Christine in the reception room of White Castle, the surrounding guards stood in a circle.

   Embarrassing her.

   "Sorry, haha...The subordinates are too worried, it's really hard to refuse."

  Christine hurriedly shook her head, "Everything starts with your safety, which is more important than anything else."

   "So, what information do you have about the Raven Society?"

  Kristen took a deep breath.

  She didn't immediately start talking about the Raven Society, but more like she had made up her mind.

   "You must know about Ray Teigrin."

   "Ah, now on the Green Continent, it's hard to find someone who doesn't know his surname." Charlie thought of the (former) marquis of the empire, and his expression was quite subtle.

  He is like a butterfly flapping its wings on the Amazon River.

   It was just that I was given a certain colored hat, but who would have thought that this **** would cause civil strife in the empire, and finally develop into a war of gods.

  Even a **** fell because of it?

   Well, although it is said that the fall of the **** of magic is the fault of the arcanist.

  But if there is no civil strife in the empire, the gods of the lawful camp don't end up fighting in person.

  How could that great red-robed legend have the chance to attack the God of Magic?

   In the final analysis, it's all Ray Teigrin's fault!

   "If I told you...his wife was not like this before, would you believe it?"

  Charlie was slightly taken aback.

  Wait, is there an inside story?

   "Fula, is my former classmate in the women's college, she is very good... Although she and Teiglin are politically married, she has no resistance, nor does she dislike that..."

   "She told me in private that that was an outstanding nobleman, and she felt very lucky to have met such a good fiancé."

  Charlie listened, frowning slightly.

  Although she has never met Ray Teigrin, he is a nobleman who has guarded the frontier for ten years.

   No matter how you look at it, it can't be compared with the **** and rice bag that only flirts with women in the imperial capital, right?

   Could it be that there is something hidden about this green hat?

   "You mean, the matter between Mrs. Fulla and the third prince's cousin was designed?"

"…No."

   "In fact, these are my speculations, and there is no real evidence..."

Charlie frowned slightly, "You said you came to tell me that there is information about the Raven Society, but what you are saying now...Could it be, Ray Teigrin, or his wife, who among them is related to the Raven Society?" Will it matter?"

  Christine was slightly taken aback, and then nodded slightly: "Yes, but I...but I'm not sure whether the civil war in the empire is related to the Raven Society."

  Hearing this, Charlie looked at Christine seriously.

   "As a noble lady of the imperial capital, I am a little more surprised that you actually know about the Raven Society."

   Sure enough, Count Violet noticed it.

  Christine smiled wryly.

   "It's like this. After graduation, Fulla got married. When she was newly married, she kept close correspondence with me."

  Charlie did not urge, but quietly listened to Christine's story about that Fulla.

   "I brought all those letters, here, you can read them, I think..."

   "If these things are really a terrible conspiracy, then... Fulla must hope that the truth of this matter can be revealed."

  After the civil war ended, this lady and her lover, the famous **** in the imperial capital, were both hanged.

   What happened in the past is no longer testable.

  Only these yellowed letter papers and faded ink stains euphemistically express some evidence that has been submerged by time.

  Christine took out a stack of letters and put them on the table, pushing them down in front of Charlie.

  Charlie directly picked up a copy and opened it to read.

  【Dear Christine: Ray is so gentle and considerate...】

   "But... Gradually, the letters between us became less and less, until one year after her marriage, our contact was basically broken." Christine slowly recalled.

   "I thought it was because she was married that we were estranged."

   "Until a ball in the imperial capital later on. She was supposed to be in Teiglin fiefdom, but she appeared at the ball at the third prince's aunt's house..."

   "Can you understand that you haven't seen each other for a year, but your friends have changed drastically?"

   "I still can't believe that she would have an affair with the kind of man that the noble ladies of the imperial capital would avoid..."

   "Until... I saw her at a secret gathering of the Raven Society."

  Charlie was so startled that the letter paper in his hand dropped.

  The guards around them almost ‘bassed’ their weapons.

  Christine smiled wryly.

   "You know, before you are fully recognized by the empire, my situation is really bad."

  People who are in a desperate situation will grab any life-saving straw without hesitation.

  At that time, an organization called the Raven Society offered an olive branch to a desperate noble lady.

   It is logical.

  The Raven Society became the 'life-saving straw' for this noble lady.

   "Wait, you mean, this cult-like organization still holds regular meetings in the imperial capital?"

   "You recognized Mrs. Fulla, so those who participated in this gathering did not hide their identities from each other?"

  Charlie was stunned.

  Are all the terrorist organizations in this world so powerful? Aren't you afraid that there will be a 25-year-old boy in it, and just take them all in one pot?

  Charlie now wants to write to the old emperor of the empire.

   Let’s make a real-name report first.

  Revenge does not last overnight, it has always been her motto.

   Those who dared to be so rampant in the imperial capital were probably punished by the Platinum Dragon God and sent to the Death God to report.

   "Actually, I only went to that rally once, and it was only by chance that I recognized Fulla."

   “Bella’s pearls were hot during that time.

   The black pearl ring I was looking forward to was just snatched by Fulla...

   And at that rally, I saw the ring on the exposed hand of a man in a black cloak. "

   "Afterwards, at a ball, I saw that ring was still on Fulla's hand."

   "Do you suspect that Mrs. Fulla's change is related to the Raven Society?"

   "The civil war in the empire is therefore also related to the Raven Society?"

   There is also a **** boss, also because of this raven will fall.

  Charlie was silent.

   She stared at the stationery in her hand.

  The lines above are full of a newlywed woman's admiration for her husband and her satisfaction with a happy life.

is it possible?

  The flapping wings of a butterfly can really cause the fall of gods, the arcanists are almost wiped out, and the empire is divided into two.

   If not possible.

  Think again of Ray Teigrene's path to rebellion.

   It's not hard to find out that the whole world knows that he was cheated, except for a thorn in Bella.

   Isn't this rebellion a little too smooth?

  Even if the empire raises millions of pigs and puts them on its territory, if Lei takes Green to cut them down, he will have to cut them down for a while, right?

  But, how long did it take for him to conquer half of the country?

  To be honest, Charlie, who wore the hanger through, couldn't help but wonder at that time, in fact, Teglin really opened the hanger.

   Rubbed between his eyebrows.

   So now comes the problem.

   If everything is true.

  Then how did the Raven Society target her? !

  What did she do to be targeted by such a terrifying terrorist organization? ?

  Oh my god!

  At this time, the door of the living room was pushed open, and a high-spirited black dragon ran to Charlie's side, jumped lightly, and jumped into his 'exclusive position'.

   Folding its claws, the black tail hooked aggressively on Charlie's other shoulder.

   It seems to be declaring sovereignty to the whole world.

  Antanalon then followed.

  Seeing Xiao Hei, Charlie's ugly face turned for the better.

  Before, I was worried that I was being targeted by some huge evil force.

  However, when it comes to the true greatest power in this world, apart from the dragon clan, everything else can only be the younger brother.

  The last elves who refused to accept the dragon are still live broadcasting "Survival on a Deserted Island" on a deserted island overseas.

   Besides, didn't she know the prince of Julong's family?

  Charlie looked at Antanaron with bright eyes, and the honest silver dragon almost turned around and ran away in fright.

   Now, His Royal Highness's rules of conduct are becoming more and more unpredictable.

  Bronze dragons are now the nanny dragons of brass dragons.

  Although he doesn't mind falling in love with the opposite **** he likes, but if His Highness arranges a wife every minute, let's forget it!

  If possible, he almost tactfully suggested to His Majesty today, asking him to choose a female giant dragon to take over his job.

   It's really hard to be by this person's side!

  Antanaron stiffened for a moment, "What's the matter, Your Excellency?"

  Christine's fingers trembled slightly.

  She knew that this handsome silver-haired man was actually a dragon, not an elf.

   But that's it, it was shocking to hear the dragon address Earl Violet as 'Your Excellency'.

  Although Yinlong has a good temper, he still has the arrogance of being a giant dragon in his bones.

...

  Charlie was not polite, and asked directly: "Can you contact that Highness?"

  Christine is here, Charlie can't be too direct.

  Silver Dragon resisted the urge to look at Black Dragon, and replied: "Yes."

   "I have something to talk to that Highness, can you convey it to me?"

   Before Antanaron could answer, a voice came from the bottom of his heart.

【tonight. 】

  Silver Dragon: "..."

  I forgot to ask His Majesty to persuade His Highness today.

   If you continue to toss like this, the day this secret is discovered, it will really...

   ‘knock knock knock’

  The knock on the door interrupted Antanalon's brief silence in the living room.

   "Come in."

  Naou hurriedly pushed the door open and entered.

   "Your Excellency, the Xincheng gate guards have urgently reported that the Silver Empire has sent an envoy to ask for an audience."

  (end of this chapter)