Throne of the North

Lian was not in a hurry to get the information about Nidhogg. The land ruled by the dragon made it impossible for him to get the information directly.

So he could only send the bard to get the information from the villagers bit by bit.

As he gradually became familiar with and deepened his understanding, the bard began to appear in the city called Odin.

"All humans in Nidhogg are servants of the dragon. The noble dragon king rules the entire Nidhogg. Odin City belongs to Lord Drummond, including dozens of villages and towns around Odin City."

"The dragon king will start a war. Every year on the sacrificial day, slaves will be sacrificed to become servants of the noble dragon king and powerful dragon soldiers."

"They will bring war, a war between dragons."

"In Odin City, 80% of the people have participated in the war between the dragon king Drummond and another dragon, which ended because the dragon Drummond killed the other dragon."

"Will there be wars between dragons?"

Lian was surprised. Listening to the information collected by the bard, what is the difference between the dragon of Nidhogg and humans?

The most powerful among them is the dragon. In human civilization, the king is naturally the most powerful because he has terrible power and a huge army.

"Why did you start the war?"

"I don't know."

The bard shook his head. He didn't know the answer either. It could even be said that none of the dragon slaves in Odin City knew the answer.

The mental outlook of the humans in Odin City was much better than that of the villagers Ryan had seen at the beginning. Numbness and godlessness were common, because the dragons would not treat them differently because of the difference between cities and villages.

Odin City was also traumatized again and again by the wrath of the dragon monarch Drummond, so the city was always charred and dilapidated, without any brilliance.

Every time the dragon destroyed something, the human slaves had to repair it again. Therefore, under Drummond's rule, humans continued to become tools.

Tools of war, tools of farmland and farms.

Because the dragons here never sleep, they are always awake, which means that the dragons need to eat a lot of food every half a month.

Dragons are not keen on eating vegetarian food. In order to save their lives, humans can only raise cattle and sheep. All the meat raised cannot be eaten by humans themselves.

Therefore, the bard had never seen any strong human being. The humans in that world were all skinny and weak.

Nidhogg, the most powerful alien plane that Ryan had ever encountered, had the weakest humans he had ever encountered.

"The only way for humans to become strong is to sacrifice to the dragon monarch and become dragon soldiers. They turn into savage monsters through ancient sacrificial methods and fight endlessly on the battlefield."

"After being sacrificed and becoming monsters, these humans...are no longer human. They don't even remember what their relatives are called or what they look like."

"They stay in the cave of the dragon monarch like stones. Only the dragon's order can make them alive."

"The land to which Odin City belongs is called Ethir, located in the north of the world. Their enemies seem to be in the land in the south, which is called Muspel. The old people in Ethir said that they used to serve the great dragon god, not the dragon monarch Drummond."

"And in Muspel in the south, the people there seem to be serving the dragon."

Through the description of the bard, Ryan gradually had an outline of the world of Nidhogg.

That world is complete, the north is not obvious, and only in the coldest winter will the earth be covered with snow, and the last time there was such snow was a hundred years ago.

Then Nidhogg was divided into the south and the north.

The land in the north is called Ethir, and the land in the south is called Muspel, and each side occupies half of the land.

The dragons are also divided into camps because of these two names. Of course, it is more likely that the land is divided because the dragons have camps.

Humans are not qualified to be on an equal footing with dragons. Their only identity in that world is slavery. The role of slavery is to provide food, soldiers, and everything that dragons need and humans can afford to give.

There is only one connection between human slavery and dragons, that is, the warriors who are converted into dragon dependents by sacrifice, that is, the dragon soldiers.

Fight for the dragon.

At present, there are still a few problems here.

That is the purpose of the war. The dragons have no reason to start a war without reason, because after winning, the dragons did not rule the land of the other dragon. For example, the dragon monarch Drummond returned to the court after winning and did not declare sovereignty over another piece of land.

The second question is why these dragons can turn humans into dragon followers. Logically speaking, only great beings, that is, gods, can achieve this effect. Those dragons are just legends. Why can they accept human slavery sacrifices?

The third question is that there are two great beings mentioned, namely the dragon god representing the southern and northern lands and the magic dragon.

Among them, the name of the Dragon Emperor does not seem to be mentioned.

The last question, and the most critical one, is that these dragons are too human.

"What kind of dragon is the dragon monarch Drummond? Do you have any clues?"

Lian asked, after all, Areris is a standard frost dragon, while Earl Clayton, his father's mount, Christman is a fire dragon.

They all belong to the ranks of elemental dragons.

But Ryan still doesn't know what kind of legendary dragon the Drummond dragon monarch who rules Odin City is.

It is a legend, this is inevitable. According to the description of the villagers, the dragon cannot be just a sanctuary.

"Not yet."

Humans, or human slaves in the world of Nidhogg, cannot contact dragons, and the information on them is incomplete, and they cannot tell the bards what the whole world looks like.

"Go find them. Also, we need to find out how many cities like Odin City there are in that world, and whether each city is ruled by a legendary dragon."

Lian needs to know this news. If there are not many dragons, then it may not be too difficult to capture Nidhogg. But if Nidhogg is like a dragon's nest full of blood at the top of the food chain, then Ryan can't think of any way to rule such a world full of legends and high-level combat power.

As for the traces of the great existence, Ryan does not intend to touch them for the time being. He can only rely on luck. What if the dragon god and the magic dragon are sleeping and are awakened by him? It will be bad.

"There is one more thing."

Lian's voice made the bard listen attentively.

"Ask what the dragon chooser is and why those dragons are looking for the dragon chooser."

Nidhogg, Odin City.

The city is circular. As a bard who can often see Master Ryan in the frozen land, Sven has many ancient stories in his mind, but he still can't imagine how this tall city, where each stone weighs thousands of pounds, was built by a group of human slaves who don't even have much muscle.

Moreover, the city is not flat. Odin City is built around the mountain. The upper city is halfway up the mountain, and the lower city is at the foot of the mountain. As for the top of the mountain, there is a terrible dragon's might, which belongs to the palace of the Drummond Dragon Lord.

This is his second time here. The oppressive atmosphere of Odin City is incompatible with Sven, the bard. He doesn't seem to be a person from this world. This is the first impression of Sven by everyone around him.

Because of this, Sven did not encounter many obstacles. The slaves instinctively fear those who look noble, either of the same kind or different kind.

"Grandpa Zion, we meet again."

"Welcome, Mr. Sven, a traveler from afar."

A white-haired old man is Sven's target this time. The news he got before, especially the news many years ago, was told to him by this Zion.

Sven did not directly ask what kind of dragon monarch Zion was, nor did he ask how many Odin cities there were in this world, because if there was an answer, the other party should have told him last time.

Although the old man in front of him was wiser than others, he was still too immature compared to the bard Sven.

"Grandpa Zion, where is your granddaughter?"

"Millie, I don't know where she ran away."

Millie, the granddaughter of Grandpa Zion, is more like a person than other human slaves in this world in Sven's opinion, because although she is also thin, she is more innocent and active.

"That girl always makes people worry."

Grandpa Zion is not too worried. Maybe this world is too enslaved, so many insidious and cunning things in human civilization do not exist. In other words, the people here have a kind of numb simplicity.

"I'm very interested in your story. Last time, I only talked about how Lord Drummond led you to defeat another Lord Dragon. I don't know what happened next."

"There's nothing much to say about what happened later. Lord Drummond has ruled Odin City for many years. Every day since that war is no different from today."

"But I'm really curious, Grandpa Zion, tell me, how about I help you herd sheep?"

Sven said this, and Zion shook his head and laughed.

"You think I don't know, you just called others to help you herd, but you didn't actually do anything."

"But you don't have to go out to herd sheep, right?"

"Young man, sometimes curiosity is not a good thing, it will kill you."

"If I can understand this world better, then what's so scary about death?"

"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of living like a bird in a cage."

Sven looked at Grandpa Zion's hand, where there was a cage with a magpie with yellow fluff on its chest.

He did not choose this old man randomly when he went to see Grandpa Zion, but he felt that this old man had a story in his instinct as a bard.

"Grandpa Zion, do you know the Chosen Dragon?"

The old man stared at Sven for a long time with his cloudy eyes.

"I heard them say in the village outside the city that the Dragon Lord once asked them for the Chosen Dragon, but they could not give it, so most of the village was burned down by Lord Drummond."

Grandpa Zion still looked at Sven, a little dazed and a little confused.

"It turns out that fifty years have passed."

He said in a hoarse and low voice, then shook his head and sighed.

"Grandpa Zion, can you tell me about the Chosen Dragon?"

Sven asked with eyes full of curiosity. This is not a performance, but as a bard, he really wants to know the story of this world, all the stories, the stories of every person, and the stories of every dragon.

Dead or alive, as long as there are stories, they are all the targets that the bards are chasing after.

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And he already knew that the old man in front of him really only wanted the Dragon Chosen One.

"Dragon Chosen One..."

Zion's eyes were fixed on Sven. He would not have said a single word to another person, but the young man in front of him gave him a vitality that no slave could have.

Very similar, really similar.

"About fifty years ago, there was news that the Dragon Chosen appeared in this land."

"No more."

"No more?"

Sven's eyes widened. The story had just begun and it was gone?

"In Drummond's land, only news of the Dragon Chosen has spread. I have not seen the Dragon Chosen."

"What does the Dragon Chosen do?"

"When did they start recording it?"

"The Dragon Chosen for fifty years, is this the first Dragon Chosen?"

"Legend has it that every fifty years, a Dragon Chosen One will appear. They will inherit the will of the great gods and restore prosperity to the world."

"As for when it started..."

Zion looked at Sven and said seriously:

"Since the existence of the Dragon Lord, a Dragon Chosen One will appear every fifty years."

"Every fifty years? What about those Dragon Chosen ones? Where did they go? Or were they all killed by the Dragon Lord?"

"Are they throne thieves? Are they the ones who want to replace the dragon monarch and become the new rulers of mankind?"

Sven asked quickly. In his opinion, it is very unreasonable for humans in this world to be ruled and oppressed by dragons. So it is a legitimate and natural need for humans to want to rule themselves.

The Dragon Chosen may be such a human king, like a noble, leading mankind to achieve peace and no longer need to sacrifice human beings to the dragon.

"Young man, are you really so curious about the Dragon Chosen?"

"That will kill you quickly."

Uncle Zion said warningly, but his gentle eyes remained firm.

"Grandpa Zion, I have already said that I am not afraid of death. What I am afraid of is death that is ignorant and ignorant."

"That would make me think that my life has no meaning."

"There is no point in living..."

Zion lowered his head and suddenly laughed, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Yes, my son said the same thing at the beginning."

He looked at Sven and said calmly:

"My son, Milly's father, is a... follower of the Dragonchosen."

"Back then, after the news of the Dragon Chosen came, he just thought about it for one night before decisively leaving Odin City to find the Dragon Chosen."

"He told me that if he lives like this and becomes a servant of Master Drummond one day, then he will live in pain forever."

"He left to follow the Dragon Chosen. He believed that the Dragon Chosen could put light in human eyes."

"I never heard from him again until more than ten years ago, when he came back and brought me a child, Millie, and told me that this was my granddaughter."

"Then he left again."

"At that moment I knew that he would never come back, because his body was bleeding, a lot of blood. He had found the Dragon Chosen, but they were about to fail."

"I begged him to stay and he was on his knees begging me to let him go."

"He told me that if he could follow the Dragon Chosen, even if it meant facing doomed failure and death, then he would be willing to dedicate himself to it all."

"I know he is right, and I don't have the courage to stop my son from going further into the sky."

Uncle Zion said a lot, and Sven didn't ask, but what Uncle Zion said has been suppressed in his heart for too long. He needs someone to talk to. Some people are unwilling to hide any secrets, especially in life. in the last period of time.

He didn't know who to talk to, but the gentle man in front of him gave him the only chance to talk.

"After that, I started looking for news about the Dragon Chosen."

"At that time, I was still young, and many old friends and elders were still alive. They knew more than me."

"Later I found out that the Dragon Chosen is the challenger of the Dragon Monarch. The meaning of the existence of the Dragon Chosen is to kill the Dragon Monarch."

"Every fifty years, the Dragon Chosen will appear. They are people chosen by the gods, and they will never stop challenging the Dragon Lord. Until one day, the Dragon Chosen will win and kill the Dragon Lord."

No one knows the legend after killing the Dragon Lord, because the legend of the Dragon Chosen will always stay in this never-ending stage. Every fifty years, they will appear, and then they will all fail.

"My son died in such a war. The Dragon Lord killed him."

"Because he is a follower of the Dragon Chosen."

Zion looked at Sven and finally laughed easily.

"Young man, it's time for you to run for your life. Leave as quickly as possible. The further away from here, the better."

"Flee to a place where the dragon cannot find you."

Sven blinked and wanted to ask the reason, and Zion said:

"You are different from us, you are too different from us."

When he said this, Sven had already reacted. Yes, he did not belong to Odin City. He was too different from the dragon slaves. His spirit was as lively as the morning sun, his clothes were bright and beautiful, and his behavior was not what a slave should have.

Someone in this city will go to their noble dragon monarch Gaomi.

"I'm leaving, Grandpa Zion."

Sven turned and walked towards the door. When he crossed the threshold and turned back to close the door, he saw a girl with dark skin squatting at the door because of lack of nutrition.

She raised her head, her little hands curled up on her knees and stayed in her arms, with crystal clear eyes.

"My grandfather never told me about my father."

"Because he wants you to live happily."

"Will you die?"

"Me? I don't know."

Sven closed the door, turned and left, deliberately turning a corner before walking to the street. He stood on the street. The humans around him were far away from him and dared not approach him. Until a certain moment, the sky darkened, the wings of the dragon crossed the sky, and the Drummond Dragon King fell from the sky, smashed on the street, and slowly walked towards Sven.

It has amber dragon pupils, which are different from the dragon pupils that Sven had seen with Ryan before, and the dark dragon scales and skin on its body made it impossible for him to distinguish the other's species.

The sharp claws approached Sven's heart.