Chapter 231: Harper Alliance (I)

Looking at the twelve newly-appointed Dragon Paladins below, Cassius exhaled a puff of sulfurous smoke and praised casually:
"Fried, you have good taste."

After all, as a mortal, those who can accept the violent bloodline of the red dragon without being choked to death are definitely the best among a hundred, and the fact that all twelve candidates were successful this time was far beyond his expectations.

Fried lowered his head and responded calmly: "It is an honor for me to receive your praise."

He knew very well that his only mission was to find and train Dragonsworn Paladins for Cassius. As a "Black Lion Knight" who had served the enemy, he was not bound by interests like Medoras. Even with the absolute suppression of blood, Cassius would not be at ease to hand over all the power of the Dragonsworn Hall to him and let him be the direct ruler.

So Fried was very sensible and even took the initiative to hand over his power to the kingdom, deliberately downplaying his own influence and wholeheartedly cultivating candidates.

Cassius nodded slightly in satisfaction and turned his gaze to Antony.

"You will become the 'Twelve Dragon Guards' of the Dragon Oath Hall."

"Anthony, I admire you for being able to remain sane after the transformation. As a gift for your courage and perseverance, you will be ranked first among the Dragon Guard Knights and... you will be able to choose your own honorary title."

The young man who walked out of the basement has now completely overcome his inner demons and become a loyal supporter of the kingdom's order.

"Master, I am willing to become the 'Judgment', to enforce the order of the kingdom with an iron fist, and to burn with flames all enemies who attempt to disrupt the order."

He knelt on one knee on the ground, his expression excited, his eyes blazing like flashing flames.

"I allowed it."

Cassius said calmly, he looked back at Freed.

Fried immediately understood what he meant, stepped forward, and said respectfully, "Master, I am going to take them to accept the work of the Dragon Oath Hall. We will not disturb you any more and will take our leave first."

The red dragon nodded slightly.

Fried took Anthony away, each of them carrying two unconscious Dragonsworn Paladins, looking quite funny. The Tiefling attendants who received the order also entered the hall and assisted them in carrying the unconscious people away.

Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, watching their backs as they left, and thought with some amusement:
"Judgment? You have a big appetite."

These twelve young men who received the gift from Cassius personally will become the future leaders of the Dragon Oath Hall and train more Dragon Oath Paladins for the Kingdom of Ashes.

The blood seeds in their bodies that are connected to the power of the red dragon can also become the source of transformation into dragon vein followers, actively bestowing blessings on mortals. However, the effect is far less powerful than Cassius' personal blessing, and the blood is thinner after the transformation.

It only takes a few years, with them as the source, to spawn hundreds or thousands of dragon-loving holy warriors, becoming an important force in the Burning Ashes Kingdom.

Compared to the Red Scale Conquerors, who use reconnaissance and air strikes as their main means of warfare and are similar to aerial scouts, the Dragon Paladins are more like heavy infantry and can play a greater role in frontal warfare.

When a legion-sized number of dragon-loving paladins appear on the battlefield, marching like an indestructible mobile fortress, with countless protective auras and flaming auras shining against each other, that scene will definitely become a nightmare that no enemy would want to face.

Cassius studied the spell for a while and finally couldn't bear the sleepiness in his heart.

"Now I can finally get a good night's sleep."

"Notify Trump later and ask him to prepare the spell protection. It's time to start the next sleep."

Yawning again, ripples like magma flowed on Cassius' body, and the smell of sulfur became stronger.

Suddenly, Cassius's expression froze, and the scales above his golden pupils wrinkled slightly.

As a warlock who can influence reality with his will, the red dragon clearly felt the subtle movement of the magic network, as if a pair of invisible eyes were spying on him. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"Another prophecy spell?" "Oh, you really don't know how to live or die."

Cassius laughed in anger, feeling quite annoyed inside, and had the urge to burn the guy who disturbed his rest into charcoal.

Although the effect of this spell was barely perceptible, the authority of the kingdom allowed him to perceive everything clearly, and he could even vaguely trace the source of the spell - in the deep mountains and dense forests outside the palace, only a few miles away from here.

A ferocious smile appeared on the red dragon's face, and its wings gradually spread.

"Then let me see for myself - who wants to disturb my sweet dreams?"

Outside the palace, in the forest of Kaleba Mountain.

Because it is too close to the Iron Dragon Wing Palace and has served as a gathering place for rebels and a hiding place for northern nobles who fled North Wind Castle, this forest has become the back garden of the palace. Dragons and earth elves often patrol here to search for unidentified people coming and going.

At this time, there were rustling sounds and low discussions coming from the woods.

The pointy-eared female elf in an emerald green cloak whispered, "Richard, be careful and don't use magic to spy again. According to the intelligence from our allies, he is a spellcaster who can cast high-level spells."

The man called "Richard" turned around and patted the elf on the shoulder with a relaxed expression.

You can see that his ears are different from those of ordinary people, and his appearance is slightly delicate, which is obviously the symbol of being a half-elf.

"Abis, you are a little too cautious, but I know what's going on.

"Warlocks are just barbarians among spellcasters. This is a spell scroll made by Master Kavina himself. Even the evil red-robed wizard cannot detect this spell. A red dragon with a brain full of muscles? Oh, that goes without saying."

Then he focused his mind on spell snooping again.

His name is Richard Sieg, a well-known ranger in the Fadlan Empire, a "Fairy Wanderer" blessed by the Supreme Fairy, and a senior member of the Harpist Alliance.

He accepted a mission assigned by the alliance, which was marked as "extremely dangerous", and went north to Anzeta with the elf assassin Abis to investigate the evil force, the Burning Kingdom, which has been gaining popularity recently.

"I don't know why, but I always have a bad feeling. Believe me, this is the assassin's intuition."

Abis reminded with a serious look.

"and many more--"

Richard turned his head again, panic in his eyes.

"That red dragon seems to have discovered us."

Abil hurriedly urged, "What are you waiting for? Use your magic to leave here quickly! The mission our allies gave us is only to gather intelligence, not to slay a dragon!"

Richard lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, maybe I was really wrong."

"Abil, didn't you notice? The magic net here is gradually being restrained. I'm afraid we can't escape."

"Idiot! (Elf)"

Abil clenched the dagger and cursed through gritted teeth.

(End of this chapter)