Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

North Wind Castle, Steel Dragon Wing Palace.

Cassius was lying on the huge Iron Throne, and not far in front of him was Olivia who looked angry.

This silver dragon has now transformed into a human form, still looking like the silver-haired girl, and still wearing a starry dress.

"Cassius, why are you still massacring those northern nobles? They have surrendered, there is no need to carry out unnecessary killings!"

"No, this is not a massacre."

"It's a trial."

Cassius opened his eyes and said calmly. He stretched out his claws lazily, and suddenly, a clear magical image appeared in mid-air.

"Death penalty! Death penalty! Kill him!"

The picture shows a group of angry people gathered in the square, raising their hands and chanting and shouting fervently.

Cassius admired the sight and said with a smile, "Did you see that?"

"It wasn't me who killed them, but the angry people of the North who killed them, or the nobles of the North who personally ruined everything - even their lives."

"This is the price they need to pay, and it is also a trial that implements justice and justice."

"If there had not been brutal oppression and cruel exploitation by the nobles of the North for thousands of years, how could the people of the North hate them so much that they would guillotin them?"

"this"

Olivia frowned slightly and was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to refute.

Because the trial was indeed completed under the supervision of the people of the North, and it did comply with their wishes. Although the kingdom was deliberately inciting emotions, this is still an indisputable fact.

For a lawful good person like Olivia, it is obviously inappropriate to explain this public trial with pragmatic reasons such as "dividing people's hearts and stabilizing rule".

And the high-sounding terms of "just judgment, resistance to oppression" are a good reason, and they just fit in with the benevolent psychology of the metal dragons.

Cassius thought to himself.

Olivia shook her head and whispered: "In any case, your methods are too extreme. I admit the existence of oppression, but some of them are obviously guilty of not going to die."

"But this is still the people's choice - isn't it?"

Cassius still replied.

Faced with the majestic red dragon's massacre in the name of "justice", Olivia was speechless and could only hold her skirt tightly and sulk.

Cassius stood up slowly and stretched out his huge dragon body:

"Olivia, the process of reunification is often cruel and violent. The old forces that are about to disappear will surely resist fiercely, and the bloodshed is inevitable."

"And only in this way can we bring more lasting peace."

The red dragon turned to look at Olivia, a faint light flashing in his pale golden pupils.

"But absolute violence cannot maintain long-term rule, nor can it establish a new order. Therefore, kindness and order are also necessary for the existence of the country."

"And this - this is why I invite you to join the kingdom, my Senator Olivia."

Olivia hurriedly lowered her head, avoiding the other party's deep and sinking gaze, and pursed her lips slightly.

"I, I know."

"I will definitely do my duty."

The hem of the skirt in her hand was wrinkled and there was sweat on her forehead.

Olivia made mental plans for several days, fully prepared to confront and argue with the other party, and even mentally prepared to anger the other party.

But when she actually faced the red dragon, she still shrank and couldn't say a word from beginning to end.

"Under the control of this guy again"

Olivia pursed her lips and thought to herself.

Suddenly, Cassius's voice interrupted her thinking: "By the way, Olivia, how is your injury?"

The silver-haired girl shook her head slightly: "It's okay, the target of that spear was not me, so I was just infected by a little bit of abyss energy."

Cassius smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for coming forward at that time."

The words sounded sincere.

Faced with this sudden thank you, Olivia's tone suddenly stopped.

Then, she said stubbornly: "And when I stood in front of you at that time, it was not just to save you - it was also to prevent you from being infected by the will of the abyss and bring greater harm to the creatures of the main material plane. "

Suddenly, tiny magical light flashed across her body, and her figure expanded rapidly, transforming back into the slender and elegant silver dragon, with wounds on her wings spreading with chaotic energy.

"Since you are injured, stop maintaining the transformation technique, let alone think foolishly of seeking justice for those nobles."

"Take good care of your injuries."

Cassius's voice sounded again.

Olivia only felt a silvery white light descending, soothing her wounds. The feeling felt quite familiar to her.

"This is."

"His Majesty Bahamut's power?"

"Could it be that Cassius has really converted to the Lord of the North Wind?"

Such thoughts flashed through Olivia's mind, and then she slowly closed her eyes.

The slender and graceful silver dragon body rose and fell rhythmically with its breathing. The wounds on its wings were rapidly recovering, and the chaotic energy was also being dissipated.

"Is this the divine power of order?"

Cassius held the piece of "Bahamut's Wind" that emitted silver light while gently waving his right paw.

Along with the distortion of space, a portal appeared in front of him, and Olivia's dragon body was transported to the auxiliary hall of the palace.

Nowadays, the red dragon's control over the [Kingdom Territory] has reached the extreme. If it is on the territory of the Kingdom, he is even confident to defeat Oszedro without borrowing any external power.

…

"Owner."

A voice came from the magic mirror in the main hall.

The ban on the magic network was lifted, and Trump's ugly face appeared on the mirror.

"whats the matter?"

"Master, I found a human with great potential in Beifeng Castle. She was able to access the third level of the magic network when she was only nine years old. She may have the talent to become a legendary warlock."

"In addition, she also hates the nobles of the North and has a strong sense of belonging to the kingdom."

"oh?"

"what is her name?"

Cassius suddenly became interested.

Without any magic education, he was able to teach himself and cast three-ring spells at the age of nine, which was considered a gift even in the entire Fianso continent.

"Misha, her name is Misha."

Trump quickly replied.

"Misha?"

"This name seems familiar."

Cassius's long-lost memories were evoked again.

"The Flame Witch" Misha was sold as a slave to a certain noble count since she was a child, and was brutally tortured in the basement.

Later, she went completely crazy, but also awakened her unparalleled talent for fire magic.

Misha burned hundreds of people to death, including the count, turned the entire city into a sea of ​​flames, and built the "Tower of Evil Fire" on the ashes-covered ruins with the goal of burning everything.

After the players arrived, Misha became the final boss of the [Crazy Fire Witch] series of side missions and was defeated by the players. She was not yet seventeen years old when she died, but she already had a challenge level of 16.

"This is going to be interesting."

"It is indeed a legendary talent, and his achievements will even be higher in the future. We must not let such a good talent go."

Cassius rubbed his chin and thought this way.

"Rump, bring her here immediately."

"Yes, Master." (End of Chapter)