Under the Red Dragon

The southernmost province of the former Cathay Empire has now become the Duchy of Charal.

The former lord's fortress of the southern province has now been rebuilt into the Duke's Castle of the duchy, about forty meters high and wide, with some city walls and sentry towers removed, making it look more grand than the original lord's fortress.

The former emperor of the Cathay Empire, now Duke Charal Caesar, loves to stand at the top of the Duke's Castle every day, overlooking everything in his territory: his remaining elite corps, his existing people, and his loyal generals.

And his most loyal warrior, the most valiant general, Kaire, is standing beside him, side by side with him. This is a transgressive behavior that he never allowed before. Obviously, Duke Charal Caesar has changed a lot in this long period.

"How was your inspection, Kaire?" Duke Charal Caesar, with his sturdy forearms exposed under his wide robe, rested on the castle railing, his expression calm and his eyes deep.

"Your Majesty, based on the population potential of the two provinces, two full corps can be raised within three years. Any more than that would be unaffordable, and it is necessary to ensure that each household in the territory retains an adult labor force in order to maintain the territory's normal basic production and food supply."

"If conscription is carried out by any means, four more corps can be mustered, but in that case, the territory will fall into a state of collapse, and many people may flee from the territory, which would be terrible. Without the supply of food, even the original directly subordinate elite corps will inevitably defect!"

Although he has been demoted from emperor to duke, General Kaire still refers to Duke Charal as Your Majesty in his daily address, and he is obviously worried that the former emperor is too impatient.

A faint dark green light flashed from the Duke's eyes. He was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth and said: "Let's take our time. This time we will learn from the last lesson, no longer retain the privileges of those lords and nobles, and re-establish a kingdom that is clean enough and strong enough."

The Duke, who had stepped onto the battlefield since he was a teenager, suddenly became heroic. He laughed and said: "It's just another time. I was able to succeed in the past, so can't I do it now that I am stronger? Kaire, let's do it again together, we are still young anyway!"

A trace of surprise flashed in General Kaire's eyes, but he lowered his head and said, "I will always follow Your Majesty's steps to rebuild the kingdom!"

Duke Charal Caesar nodded with satisfaction and turned to walk into the castle.

A girl in a white lace dress was waiting for Duke Charal Caesar in the castle. This was the former Imperial Princess, who had now grown into an outstanding young woman.

The former golden-haired, playful girl had now become quiet and ladylike. Seeing her father come over, she did not rush up like she did when she was a child, but elegantly lifted the hem of her skirt slightly with her two white and slender hands and bowed her head in salute.

"Haha, my most beloved girl is here," Charal Caesar strode forward, took his daughter's hand and then laughed: "I wonder if my pure angel has any good news to tell me. I seem to see joy on her face!"

"Father, the bounty issued secretly has already been taken up. Their identity is the famous dragon slaying team, the Scarlet Rose," Leah said with joy on her face. Her lively movements, sweet voice when speaking, and the two rabbit teeth that occasionally appeared made the girl particularly playful. Obviously, her demureness was only on the surface.

"Hmm," Charal Caesar nodded, suddenly gripping his eldest daughter's hand tightly.

"Ah," Suddenly, a feeling of pain came from her wrist as it was gripped tightly, as if the bones were about to break. The playful girl couldn't help but cry out.

"Damn it, I was distracted by some things just now and accidentally hurt my pure angel. Someone come, check Leah over," Charal Caesar seemed to come back to his senses at this moment and hurriedly summoned servants to come.

Teary-eyed Leah shook her head, widened her eyes and said, "I'm fine, Father, don't bother those people."

"Hmm," Charal Caesar nodded, suddenly said: "Leah, I suddenly thought of some things that still need to be dealt with, you go back and rest first."

Teary-eyed Leah nodded, watching her father walk into the study in a hurry. She always felt that her father had been a little strange recently. Although his personality hadn't changed, he was always mysterious most of the time.

"Huff, huff,"

Charal Caesar closed the heavy door of the study made of precious sandalwood, leaned against the castle's solid wall and gasped for breath. Under his wide robe, blue veins bulged, and his once majestic body was stained with a faint dark green light.

And in his eyes, the deep green light was as thick as the deepest emerald, and whispers like the bewitchment of demons echoed in his heart and mind.

"Charal, why don't you dedicate your most beloved angel, your favorite daughter, to me as well? Dedicate her to me, just like you dedicated your eldest and youngest sons to me,"

"Your favorite pure angel is also my beloved soul angel. Dedicate her to me, and you will not only gain more lifespan, but also gain stronger power,"

"Dedicate her to me, Charal Caesar. A pure soul can take you a step further. Please me, and maybe I will grant you the Covenant of Godhood!"

Voices like the most evil demons and the most bewitching succubi from the depths of the abyss echoed in Charal Caesar's entire mind, bewitching his will, disturbing his spirit, and making it difficult for him to distinguish between reality and illusion, truth and falsehood.

"Bang,"

Charal Caesar suddenly turned around, faced the wall of the castle, and slammed his head against it. The skull of a Saint-level warrior collided with the solid stone wall, making a muffled sound.

A sharp pain came from his head, and a stream of blood oozed from his dented forehead. The pain also made Charal Caesar's will regain consciousness.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up for me," Charal Caesar's eyes were filled with unimaginable rage. He roared in a low voice: "I am the Emperor of the Human Empire, my will is supreme. Don't try to manipulate my will, you lowly demon who only dares to hide in the corner and bewitch people's hearts."

"I am the Emperor of mankind. Even evil gods need to submit to my will. Hehe, even the Covenant of Godhood that you promised, I don't care about. I will become the God of mankind, not a demon god like you!"

"Sacrificing my children was my choice, a choice I made to survive, but Charal Leah is my last pure land, not to be touched."

"My free will will not allow you to taint it either. Remember, demon, you are just a tool of Charal Caesar. If there is a next time, I will take you into the church, even at the cost of everything I have!"

Charal Caesar's spiritual will gradually became firm, and his will also regained its free tranquility, but the spiritual communication was more resolute than ever before.

"Okay, okay," the voices, as if illusory, overlapping, and as if coming from outside the real world, said intermittently: "Don't be nervous, Charal. I was just too happy to see the pure soul. I guarantee there won't be a next time. There definitely won't be a next time, definitely!"

Charal Caesar's eyes were firm, and he straightened his body again. The dented skull also slowly recovered under the agitation of power. He returned to being the duke, the emperor, with a heroic spirit and the will to rebuild the world.

It's just that in a place that Charal Caesar couldn't even detect, a familiar voice rang out, this voice chuckled, "Hehe, the more determined a person's will is, the more fulfilling it is to tame them. Charal, my dear little darling, when you learn that those so-called human gods have long been unable to protect themselves, I hope you can still have the will to resist me. It really makes me look forward to it!"

Tuk, tuk,

The small door of the courtyard was knocked lightly, the unique rhythm code relaxed the people huddled in the courtyard.

A nimble figure flashed, leaping over the high wall, landing on the ground, lightly and silently, showing the person's excellent control and flexible skills.

This was a handsome young man with black hair, named Bill, the assassin master of the famous dragon slaying adventure team, the Scarlet Rose, and also a rare Saint-level assassin, a stealth master proficient in shadow techniques.

At this moment, the handsome young man Bill had a sunny smile on his face, and a small dimple appeared on his left cheek, looking like a particularly harmless next-door brother, looking particularly approachable.

Bill raised a delicate parchment in his right hand, smiling and showing the dimple on his cheek and laughed: "Woohoo, we have work to do, everyone. I received a big job, enough for us to break up and go home after this one, and enjoy a happy retirement life!"

"What big job, Bill, don't just pick rewards casually. We can't capsize on our last one," the cautious team leader, the blonde high-level mage, looked over.

The rest of the team also looked over. This team was a relatively mature team, with a mage, assassin, warrior, priest, as well as an equipment logistics manager, and a druid.

"Hehe, it's that big job. Who doesn't know that the former Emperor of the Cathay Empire, Charal Caesar, hates that group of dragons to the bone, as well as the nobles and mages who betrayed him, but those mages are not easy to deal with, and they are not easy to provoke, and the rewards given are too small, only the rewards for those dragons are generous enough!"

The young, handsome, but particularly approachable assassin said with a smile.

"Are you crazy? Bill, stick your head over here and let me see what you're thinking in your head!" Another Saint-level member of the team, also the team's breakthrough player, the team's solid shield, the Saint-level warrior stood up, his face changed drastically, and he asked loudly.

This Saint-level warrior's whole body was bulging with muscles, and his standing height reached about two meters and three, but even the gifted centaur warriors were overshadowed by his sturdy figure.

"That's a Lord Dragon, and unlike the wandering, lone dragons we've hunted in the past, he's not those wild dragons. He not only has his own dragon group, but also countless dependents. Even a team led by a Legendary warrior wouldn't dare say they could complete this task!"

This Saint-level warrior said in a muffled voice, although the power of a Saint-level warrior is strong enough, and the destructive power of an explosion is enough to harm ordinary young and even adult dragons (not specifically referring to white dragons).

But that doesn't mean he can directly compete with a young dragon. The gap in individual qualities will always exist. The dragon's body is much larger than him, so his strength is far from enough to compete with it, unless this Saint-level warrior enters the Legendary realm, involving some edges of the rules.

In that way, the Legendary warrior may be able to compete with the dragon head-on. And this Saint-level warrior has also seen the magic record crystals circulated by those mages, and the red dragon in the picture showed that its power was obviously not fully exerted, and so much time has passed, who knows how far this red dragon can grow.

If this task is accepted, it means that the team will inevitably face the dragon group head-on. According to the team's previous tactics, he will definitely need to temporarily resist the red dragon's attack as the team's shield, and then the other members will gradually cut out the red dragon's claws and fangs and the dragon group, and finally concentrate their fire to kill the red dragon.

The problem is that this Saint-level warrior himself is not sure that he can withstand the red dragon's attack. Competing with a red dragon head-on, even a warrior with a head full of muscles can't do such a thing.

What's more, this red dragon is a Lord Dragon with countless dependents. At that time, just those dependents will be able to leave the entire team there.

The team leader, the blonde mage, also spread his hands and said helplessly: "Why do you think this reward has been hanging for so long and no one has taken it, Bill, were you stunned by the snow-white breasts of those girls?"

"Boss, didn't we decide to stop doing it after this one," Bill smiled lazily on his face, making all the members of the team couldn't help but give him a punch.

"The amount of this reward is so large that, uh, how should I put it, each person gets a deposit of 20,000 gold coins," Bill raised the sheepskin in his hand and winked at everyone,

"Anyway, we've decided not to do it anymore, why not take this money? We can go to the dragon's territory and take a look around. If we have a chance, we'll do it, if we don't have a chance, we'll go home and retire,"

"As for the name Scarlet Rose, do you care?" Bill asked the mage,

"Or do you care a lot?" He asked the warrior again.

"Or are you very concerned about this title?" Bill asked everyone one by one with a smile.

Everyone fell into silence. After a long time, the blonde mage sighed, clapped his palms, gathered the attention of the entire team, and then said: "Tsk, let me calculate, Bill, this order is planning to sell the reputation and name of our entire Scarlet Rose for, um, one, two, three, four, five, ten people, 20,000 gold coins per person, that's 200,000 gold coins to sell,"

"But I personally think this deal is very profitable. Does anyone want to object?" The blonde mage's eyes swept over everyone in the team.

"Hey," The Saint-level warrior grinned. He laughed: "Boss, why should we object to this kind of business that can make money without spending any effort? Whoever objects, come and try my fist!"

A burst of laughter suddenly rose in the courtyard. People who have been able to wander around the world for a long time and still get away with it have never been trustworthy and kind!

……

On the top of the mountains, the dragons gathered here. Except for Kalon and Alina who were far away, all the dragons gathered on the top of the mountain, and even the Red Copper Dragon Alfred was invited.

This is the Dragon Council, and also the highest council of the future. Although the overall system of the Dragon Kingdom is still under discussion and consultation, the supreme rule of the dragons has long been established.

The future Dragon Kingdom will implement a relatively democratic system under the dictatorial rule of the Red Dragon. Below the Red Dragon is the highest-level Dragon Council. Only dragons recognized by the Dragon race can join this council, possessing the highest power to control the kingdom.

Below the Dragon Council are the organizations of various kingdoms and various departments and institutions.

Although the Copper Dragon Alfred has not yet obtained permission from the dragons to build a nest in the mountains, he has been recognized by the dragons as a future member because of his personality, so almost no dragon will dislike him.

However, although Alfred was invited, he was very self-aware. He has neither qualifications nor has he made any contributions yet. It can be said that a fart he makes now is more useful than what he says. So he just stayed quietly at the end of the dragons, watching the dragons argue and discuss.

The blue-haired Blue Dragon Kalyt, along with the young Countess Bartoli and the young squint-eyed mage Hughes, stood in front of the dragons, waiting for the dragons' decision and judgment.

And the Blue Dragon Kalyt, now with indifference and calmness on her face, wrapped her heart in a piece of ice. Since she betrayed her dragon race, she cannot be accepted and recognized by the dragons.

This is a betrayal that all dragon families cannot tolerate. Even the dragon family composed entirely of blue dragons would execute this blue dragon after learning of Kalyt's behavior, and hang Kalyt's head at the highest point of the dragon's territory to warn the dragons who come later. This is the order and rule that even the chromatic dragon queen Tiamat cannot stop.

"I think Kalyt should be killed, her head hung on the top of the mountains, her flesh and blood used as fertilizer for the dragon's orchard, and her scales and bones will become the dragon's collection," the blue dragon Doss's azure pupils flashed with subtle lightning patterns, and there were also irritable electric sparks jumping between his breaths.

Obviously, the betrayal of this fellow race made the blue dragon Doss feel deeply ashamed. He looked at Kalyt, who had a calm face, full of killing intent, and the feigned indifference aroused his surging killing intent even more. "Kalyt, she doesn't even have the slightest remorse, nor does she apologize to the dragons, she deserves to die."

Even Akxz, the former simping dragon, this teenage blue dragon, didn't dare to help the blue dragon Kalyt speak. He now identifies more with the dragons. As for Kalyt, Akxz believes that the increasingly powerful dragons will definitely not lack mother dragons in the future, and he will not hang on one tree.

However, the blue dragon Akxz did not kick her when she was down. He just looked at the former goddess dragon indifferently. After abandoning the halo that he had attached to himself, he realized that Kalyt was nothing more than that.

The Black Dragon Rosani agreed with the Blue Dragon Doss's opinion. Black Dragons are the most cruel and bloodthirsty dragon species among the chromatic dragons. Although Red Dragons are violent, Black Dragons simply like to kill.

The Black Dragon Rosani raised his dragon claw and agreed with the Blue Dragon Doss's opinion, "I agree with Doss's statement that traitors are unforgivable. The dragons must punish sins and reward merits. This is also our habit!"

The Green Dragon Antagina didn't care about this matter. She just focused on holding the small pixie Raven with her two dragon claws, occasionally licking the pixie's cheek, which exuded a very tempting fragrance for the green dragon.

Although the pixie Raven was not included in the Dragon Council, she now has a prominent official identity, Deputy Minister of Agriculture. While other departments have not yet been determined, the Department of Agricultural Affairs has already been finalized first. This is the most important thing, the foundation of a country.

The pixie Raven is now starting to fool other pixies to come and serve the Dragon Kingdom. These pixies all have a talent for plant affinity, and they will soon become specialized masters in the field of agriculture.

Karon once fantasized that the scene of these pixies waving small hoes and sparking might be realized. Although these pixies will not go to the fields to farm like farmers, pixies who like to plant flowers will also become gardeners in the dragon's garden in the future.

The Red Dragon Kleineria had no feelings for Kalyt. She even looked forward to challenging this blue dragon, who was the leader of the dragon family, when she grew up, and then creating a red dragon family. She would be the noble red dragon matriarch.

But the current Kalyt is no longer in her eyes. Her goal is only to catch up with Karon's footsteps. This kind of mediocre and ordinary dragon is just a road dragon in her eyes and is not worth paying attention to.

Only the White Dragon Germott, the young dragon who was once respected by many as the White King, stood up.

The White Dragon Germott walked out of the dragons, and then stood in the middle of the dragons. His rational eyes full of peace and wisdom scanned the pupils of all the dragons, including Kalyt, Countess Bartoli, and the mage Hughes.

"I have read all the history in the dragon's inheritance, and I have realized that tolerance is never a sign of weakness, but a powerful quality," Germott's voice was low, sonorous, and powerful.

"How many of the chromatic dragons can openly and fairly be active in the world now? We should absorb every force to strengthen ourselves," the White Dragon Germott's eyes lit up. He said loudly, "Of course, tolerance does not mean indulgence. Kalyt should also pay the price for her choice."

The White Dragon Germott turned to face the Blue Dragon Kalyt. He raised his head and looked down at the Blue Dragon, "Kalyt, you now have two choices. The first choice is to be expelled from the dragons and never be allowed to set foot in the place where the dragons are. No matter how far the dragon's territory expands in the future, and wherever the dragons step, you need to retreat to show your fear and respect for the dragons!"

"If the dragons find your figure, then you will become the enemy of all the dragons, our prey. We will mercilessly regard you as an invader, kill your body, and let your soul return to Tiamat's kingdom forever!"

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The Blue Dragon Kalyt's calm face finally showed color, like a blank piece of white paper suddenly being stained with other colors. She raised her head and stared into the White Dragon's eyes, waiting for his words.

"The second choice is to atone for your behavior. Before you are forgiven and pardoned by the dragons, you will always remain in a sinful body and will not be able to transform into a dragon."

"You will need to rush to the front in every battle that the dragons take part in, holding your weapon, wearing your armor, and cutting open the flesh and blood of the enemy for the dragons."

"You need to charge ahead in the most dangerous places, and you need to be the first to do the most arduous work, in order to atone for your sins, until you have lived a life as a mortal, with a time limit of one hundred years!"

It has to be said that the White Dragon Germott's approach is different from most dragons. The two choices he gives to the Blue Dragon Kalyt are actually only one choice.

If Kalyt chooses the first path, then she immediately falls into the White Dragon's language trap and becomes the target of hunting by all the dragons.

I'm afraid that as soon as she steps out of the dragon's territory, she will find several dragons following her. The Blue Dragon Kalyt is not a gifted dragon. Facing the siege of the dragons, there is only a 30/70 chance of winning, and Kalyt will turn into seven pieces in three seconds.

And the second path is the blessing path of 996 that the White Dragon customized for her. Even if they become humanoids, dragons have strength that most creatures cannot compare to. Kalyt is more useful than ordinary humans whether she is a warrior or responsible for other work.

Because dragons are energetic and almost never get tired, it can be said that they are flesh and blood robots.

This is also the point where the White Dragon Germott is different from other dragons. He more rationally assumes the identity of a ruler, rather than simply acting based on the instinctive preferences of the dragons.

This is also the reason why Karon did not release the other dragons, like the Bronze Dragon Alinna, to open up cities and develop territories.

In Karon's view, the chromatic dragons who have not received enough experience and transformation are only suitable for big events, but not suitable for doing big things. Many chromatic dragons want to do one thing with another, taking care of the head but not the tail. It is difficult to say whether they are developing the territory or messing up the territory.

And the White Dragon Germott has now gradually stood out from many young dragons. Even the Blue Dragon Doss, who has a more stable personality, cannot compare to the White Dragon in this regard, a White Dragon who knows how to learn knowledge and knows how to summarize history.

"I choose the second path," the Blue Dragon Kalyt made her choice. She had no other choice. Not being executed immediately was already the best result for her, the betrayer.

"Very good," the White Dragon Germott nodded like the Red Dragon. He turned to the dragons and asked, "Everyone, my brothers, what do you think of my approach? Can we reach a unified opinion!"

"I have no opinion," the Blue Dragon Akxz raised his claws first. He suddenly discovered Kalyt's beauty again. He felt that the Blue Dragon Kalyt could be saved again.

"I have no opinion either," the White Dragon Camid lazily raised his long tail. This White Dragon would only support Karon and Germott's ideas without reservation, and he didn't care about other things. He was even sleeping just now, and he didn't even open his eyes.

Because Camid heard Karon say that the teenage years are the most important time to grow, you should eat more, sleep more, and it's best to watch less mother dragons!

"I have no opinion either," the Green Dragon raised the pixie, and Kleineria also expressed her affirmation of the White Dragon's approach.

The Blue Dragon Doss watched all his companions agree, so he also raised his dragon claw and agreed with the White Dragon's proposal.

The Copper Dragon Alfred finally said in a low voice, "Then, I agree too?"

The White Dragon Germott achieved satisfactory results. He turned back to the young countess and mage who had been waiting quietly and said softly, "Your attitude has won the friendship of the dragons. Please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the dragons. Next, it's time to talk about your affairs with the dragons!"

Karon's huge body stood on the top of the mountain, quietly overlooking the pioneer corps lined up in a long line at the foot of the mountain. His body was like a mountain on a mountain, blooming with shimmering brilliance under the sunlight, like a divine halo surrounding his body.

Loud, rough, wild, and varied songs rose from the crowd at the foot of the mountain, and even the Red Dragon on the mountain could hear it clearly.

The Bronze Dragon Alinna spread her wings and raised her head below, and under her leadership, everyone raised the wooden bowls in their hands and sang loudly.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon;

Sing the beginning of the first world;

Created in chaos, color gives beauty.

Sing the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut,

Sculpting majestic shapes for mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas.

Sing the myriad-colored Dragon God Tiamat,

Painting a colorful appearance for the endless world.

They awoke together from the darkness,

And worked together to create the world.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon;

Sing Sadivo's birth into the world,

The Dragon Gods followed their own appearance,

Carving his image with ruby,

The firstborn dragon and the two dragon gods,

Laid the foundation for the dragon race,

Metal dragons and chromatic dragons.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon!

Because he was given at the beginning of creation,

The power to inject life into you.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon,

Sing the visit of the outsiders,

The gods set off a raging war,

The number of mortal descendants is vast.

They came to the first world,

To seek homes for many followers.

With powerful magic and numerous armies,

The invading gods finally achieved victory,

The noble Bahamut was knocked to the ground,

And Sadivo hid in the heart of the world.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon;

Sing Tiamat's current appearance,

Burning with anger for a hopeless victory.

She will never run away or surrender,

She will fight until the claws of death fall.

However, the gods who started the war imprisoned her,

She will not usher in death,

Only pain will bury her,

She will never see the light of day,

Bound by the usurping gods who stole creation.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon;

Sing the outsiders who tamed the world,

Their people are thriving in the new world,

Like seeds sprouting and growing on the earth.

Elegant elves live in the vast forests,

Stubborn dwarves dig into the towering mountains,

Crude orcs occupy the canyon caves,

Cunning goblins are divided into barren borders,

Halflings cultivate green fields,

Lizard races hide in the deep swamps,

And humans spread in all directions.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon;

Sing Bahamut forging peace,

He was invited to the mountain paradise,

And was revered as the Holy King by the Platinum Holy Knights.

Sing his journey of exploration,

Understanding the new gods and their descendants,

He yearns for Tiamat to regain freedom,

Mourning that she no longer walks in the halls of the world.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon;

Sing Tiamat breaking free from her shackles and returning to freedom.

Describe her summoning many children, ordering the chromatic dragons to spread chaos.

Sing her fire of revenge,

Lightning venom, frost flames, strong acid corrodes bones.

Now the Dragon God has five heads,

Terrible in shape, to its great power,

She set off a catastrophe for the world,

Bringing destruction, unstoppable.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon;

Sing the past first world,

Falling apart into boundless reality.

Sing Bahamut and Tiamat,

Mourning that their hard work was destroyed in one fell swoop.

Also sing Sadivo,

His divine sense scattered into tiny fragments.

Sing with joy, descendants of the dragon;

You shall inherit the great cause of the Dragon God,

Reign over the past first world—even though it is a broken past!

The Dragon Song is not original. It comes from the officially published Fizban's Treasury of Dragons. It should be a translated version by some bigwig, with slight modifications.