I was expelled from the team and was recruited by the demons?

"Secretary Stewart, let's go in and talk.

Cortavel stretched out his hand towards Stewart, his expression was very sincere, and there was a faint hint of request in his words, and there was no trace of His Royal Highness the Prince's shelf.

"..."

Stewart stared at Cortaville for a long time, and once upon a time, this was also the appearance of this prince appeared in front of her eyes.

Cortavel has always been a very wise crown prince, and Stewart hasn't been with the Knights of the Broken Moon for long, but Cortavel is indeed the first human to interest her.

Over the years, Stuart has traveled through the kingdom in a variety of capacities, but only because she is passionate about enjoying human life and does not commit everything she has to human hands.

But Cotavel was different, the man who had been chasing Stuart frantically since he was a child.

This was undoubtedly a feeling that Stewart had never experienced before.

Because the royal family knows her true identity.

No one in this world has ever been able to treat her like a friend after learning her dragon identity.

Except for Cotavel and Hemiuas in front of him.

For Stewart at the time, these two brought her a rare warmth.

Because of her eccentric personality, in the kingdom, even the silver dragon Randy and the white dragon Ravel, who are both protector dragons, are not willing to have too much intersection with her.

So Stewart was lonely, and had been lonely.

She can only hide her identity, trying to find some solace in the human being.

Even if the consolation is false, she is willing to accept it.

So for Stewart, these two are really important.

Even if she were to put her life in the hands of these two men, Stewart would be just as willing.

Because they... It's her friend, the only friend she's in the world.

But now, this friendship has deteriorated, and she has become a nail in the eyes of these two people.

It wasn't until now that Stuart felt that he was really ridiculous, and it had been her wishful thinking for so many years.

In the eyes of the two men, she was never Stewart, but a red dragon that would pose a threat to the kingdom.

"Cotaville.

This time, instead of addressing the other party as His Royal Highness as usual, Stewart faintly called out the name that had not been spoken for many years.

"Stewart!"

Hemius's

expression changed drastically, not only him, but also the knights on the side trembled when they heard this address.

Calling the crown prince by his name is a felony enough to destroy the family in a kingdom where the aristocracy is deeply entrenched.

"It's fine.

Cortaville raised his hand to stop everyone's emotions, and then he quietly looked at Stewart's pupils, waiting for the other man's next words.

"Have you ever treated me like a friend?" Stewart

smiled silently, but the smile only gave a sense of desolation at the moment.

“...... Yes.

Cortavel nodded slightly.

"Okay, it's enough to have your words, my years of hard work are not in vain, hahahaha..."

Stewart looked up to the sky and smiled, and finally she ripped off the Knights' badge from her shoulder and threw it in front of Cortaville.

"From this day forward, there is no such thing as Stewart, there is only a red dragon, and our friendship ends here. With that

, Stewart took a step towards the tent gate.

The knights kneeling on both sides looked at each other with a look at each other, they never thought that the head of the regiment they had respected for a long time was actually the Red Dragon King, one of the three great protector dragons of the kingdom.

"Stewart!" Hemiuas

subconsciously raised his hand to hold the other man, but Cortaville reached out to stop him.

"Let her go, we're sorry for her first.

Cortavel sighed, then turned and stared silently at Stewart's departing back.

"But Your Highness, the current situation..."

"It doesn't matter, this is the bane planted by you and me, and one day it will attract retribution, but now this retribution has come too early."

Cortaville collapsed in his seat with some weakness, and he only felt that his head was about to crack.

Hemiuas on the side hurriedly summoned the healers of the Knights, and the healing circle around him began to relieve the sharp pain in Kotawill's mind.

"Hemius, who are we playing against right now?" Cortavel

pressed his temple lightly, and then asked the man next to him with a wry smile.

"I don't know, but it won't be Her Highness the Princess, who can't do such a thing.

Hemiuas looked at Stewart as he drifted away, and this time even he was a little helpless.

The opponent just made a move, and they fell into an unbreakable dead end.

Cortavel stared into the distance with vacant eyes, and even he didn't know where he was going next.

However, Hermius's eyes gradually became gloomy at this moment.

In order to get to this point, he has paid too much, and the current battle for the crown prince can only be won and not lost.

So today's Stewart has become a powder keg for him that may explode at any time.

After Kotavel fell into a deep sleep due to a head attack, Hemieuas went to the back of the camp and used the teleportation circle to contact another faction far beyond the kingdom.

The contact object shown by the pattern of the magic circle was the Imperial Cardinal Council of the Stone Trace Empire.

............

The huge figure of the wings fluttering from the periphery of the Dragon Core Kingdom, the Shenlong Mountain Ridge, and the Red Dragon's Lair

slowly landed in the mountains, and as the howling wind gradually dispersed, a crimson dragon tightened its wings little by little.

Eventually, the red scale armor on its body fell off one by one, and its huge body gradually turned into a streamer and dispersed, leaving only a slender humanoid in red armor.

The strong magic that should have been around it had completely dissipated at this time.

Stuart sat weakly outside the cave behind her, and the sky was already overcast, and it wasn't long before a stream of rain fell on her pale cheeks.

This is where she once lived, or rather, her lair, to be exact.

Stewart had spent thousands of years here boring times, and she thought that her life would end so boringly, but now it seems that sometimes boring is not necessarily a bad thing.

At least, she didn't have to endure the bitter pain of being betrayed.

"Ahh Ah——!h

Things shouldn't have turned out like this.

Magical screams spread out in waves until they passed through the layers of cumulonimbus clouds in the sky, but they couldn't get rid of them and find the missing sunlight.

However, just as Stuart was frantically venting his inner anguish, an extremely familiar magical aura suddenly came across the sky.

Stewart immediately put away his emotions and looked in the direction of the magic in shock.

This breath... She couldn't be more familiar.

However, this guy should have been dead, he should have been dead many years ago!

The clouds shook to both sides like a tidal wave, and the huge silver body hovered in the air, and the two moon-like silver dragon pupils just crossed the space and stared directly at Stewart with a shocked face.

Silver Dragon—Randy!

No, not a Silver Dragon?

Stuart's pupils slowly erected, and in the scarlet dragon pupils, what seemed to be a huge puppet being pulled in the air.

Especially the pair of silver dragon pupils, there was no trace of vitality in them.

Can anyone make them puppets as dragons?!"

Randy, the silver dragon, retracted his wings behind his back and landed in front of Stewart with a blank face.

Randy's hands were wrapped in thick silver gloves, and the magic that swirled around them was full of murderous intent, and the way he looked at Stewart, he couldn't see the slightest warmth.

"Double Dragons, Randy, you bastard is still looking for trouble for me even if you're dead!" Stuart

raised his palm towards the sky, and a cold spear with a whole red body pierced through the sky, and finally landed firmly in her hand.

As the girl turned her wrist, the tip of the spear at the end cut a cold arc in front of her.

"Come on, I'm worried that I don't have a place to be angry! You bastard is in a hurry!"

Ps: This feeling of taking back the foreshadowing one by one is really good, and it makes people feel happy.