Chapter 291 Dragon Slayer

As the heavy metal door slowly opened, Medorash strode into the hall, half-knelt in front of the steps, and said in a deep voice:
"Master, Nocturne has received the latest intelligence."

"The Principality of Bosk spent a lot of money to recruit a legendary adventurer team from the south - the Bloody Blade. This team is well-known in the Fadlan Empire and is very efficient in completing tasks. They once killed thirteen dragons, and even..."

Medorash paused for a moment, then he looked up cautiously and found that Cassius looked normal before continuing:
"Including a red dragon in its very old stage."

"Oh?"

"It seems that the old lion has spent a lot of money."

Cassius said this while stroking his chin.

That was a very old red dragon, extremely powerful and violent, with a basic challenge level of 20. Even he would not underestimate such an opponent. And the adventurer team that could kill such an old red dragon was definitely not an ordinary one.

Kathy suddenly became interested.

"Any other information about this team?"

"Master, please forgive me. We still have too few people in the south and our foundation is still shallow. We can only find the most basic information that is on paper."

The Red Dragon nodded slightly, indicating that he should continue.

"There are five people in this team, all of whom should be top-level professionals at the legendary level. Among them are a paladin, a barbarian, a mage, a wanderer, and a priest. The personnel combination is very balanced."

The tiefling crushed a piece of crystal, and the image of a burly man in blood-red heavy armor appeared in midair.

"This is the leader of the Scarlet Blade, the paladin Dex Flamegold, who believes in Amaunator, the god of law and the sun, and once killed an old blue dragon alone. We don't know his holy oath yet, but based on his past deeds, he is most likely a black knight who has sworn an oath of revenge."

Then, a plump woman in a white robe appeared in the picture.

"This is Ingrid Garces, a legendary priest and one of the honorary bishops of the Church of Amaunator. Based on her beliefs, she can only be a priest of the realm of light or order."

The original scene disappeared, and a tall man with a naked upper body and red tattoos all over his body appeared.

"Rano, a legendary barbarian, was born in a barbarian tribe on the border of Fadran. He once defeated an entire tribe of giants in hand-to-hand combat."

"As for the remaining two, our spies in the south have not found any information yet. The information from the wizard is very expensive and is said to be related to the mysterious "Tower of Time". The wanderer is very good at disguising himself and rarely appears outside in public."

Medoraash gathered the broken crystal fragments, put them in his backpack, and waited quietly for the red dragon's order.

"You guys did a great job."

"Tsk tsk, what a luxurious team configuration, but how much did that old lion spend?"

Cassius was a little emotional, but he couldn't help but ask.

Medoraash answered without hesitation: "As far as we know, the basic commission for the Bloody Blade is as high as 60,000 gold coins. If you want them to attack a noble and powerful being like you, the price will double, and the conservative estimate is that it will reach 120,000 gold coins."

"According to our intelligence, this is equivalent to three years of tax revenue for the Principality of Bosk. Add to that the military spending in recent years, and they should be about to empty the treasury."

Cassius was satisfied with this answer.

"What a big deal! Is the Principality of Bosk planning to fight to the death?"

A smile appeared on the red dragon's lips.

"But the nobles of other countries in the North may not think so. They have already tasted the sweetness of being compradors. They may even sell us the gallows hanging around their necks."

"Fighting is so tiring and hard. Isn't it nice to be a comprador while exploiting the people of your own country?"

"Add to that Nocturne's covert interference, and the countries in the North will become a mess."

Medoraash immediately agreed, "Master, the many rebels in the North are simply vulnerable in front of your kingdom. Their order is as fragile as paper."

Cassius nodded again: "However, we still need to pay attention to the assistance from the south. The power of the Fadlan Empire far exceeds any power in the north. Anything they can give out is enough to affect the situation in the entire Anzeta. The Anzeta Wasteland is still too small and too remote." "Continue to pay attention to the information of that legendary team, and report to me immediately if there is any situation."

"Yes, Master."

Medoraash said respectfully, and then left under the watchful eyes of the tiefling guards.

Cassius slowly closed his eyes and relaxed his body, trying to relax from the tension of many days and do some meditation recorded in ancient books. This is also a good way to temporarily fight against the chaotic will deep in his heart.

But the voice of the tiefling was heard again outside the palace, interrupting his meditation.

"Your Majesty, Lord Trump requests an audience."

"Let him in, too."

The red dragon opened his eyes impatiently, and his sight seemed to see the outside world through the steel gate, leaving the territory of the Burning Kingdom, and even leaving the Anzeta Wasteland, to see the entire vast continent of Feanso.

"Tsk, it's another troubled time."

Duchy of Bosk, Stratford Castle, inside the Duke's Palace.

Archduke Leo paced back and forth anxiously.

"Telischka, when exactly will those people arrive?"

"You should know that our scouts have discovered traces of the Red Scale Conqueror on the border. Damn it, that red dragon has awakened. He may break into the Principality at any time and even destroy Stravburg alone!"

Unlike those northern nobles who were immersed in the fantasy of peace, Leo Bossk knew very well that no one in the north could stop Cassius now. The dragon could come at any time and destroy everything. He must get support from the outside world as soon as possible, even at a heavy price.

"Your Excellency the Duke, it will be soon. I am still trying to contact them."

Trischka looked quite helpless as he was constantly adjusting a token in the shape of a blood-red emblem.

Suddenly, the space around me twisted, deformed, and even shattered without any warning.

Grand Duke Leo subconsciously tightened the sword at his waist. This was a conditioned reflex from years of fighting.

"That is--"

The guard beside him also looked quite nervous and drew out his spear in panic.

Then, a dark space crack appeared in the hall of the Duke's Mansion, and several figures walked out of it.

The leader was a burly man wearing heavy blood-red armor, holding a shield inlaid with dragon scales in his left hand, and a gleaming long sword at his waist. His head was covered by a heavy helmet, and his face could not be seen behind it - it was Dex Yanjin.

Grand Duke Leo frowned slightly at these uninvited guests who broke into the Duke's Mansion without permission, but he still gave them a tactful reminder.

"Using a teleportation spell to enter someone else's house is not a polite act."

Dex Yanjin ignored him and silently drew the long sword from his waist. Then he said, "The etiquette of the North is meaningless to us. We are not here as guests. You just need to tell me the information about the red dragon."

The barbarian Rano beside him added impatiently: "And shut your stinky mouth."

Grand Duke Leo was slightly startled.

It had been a long time since he had been treated so disrespectfully.

Only then did Leo Bosque realize that the other party was a legendary professional from Fadlan, while he was just a duke in Anzeta.

The etiquette of the North has no binding force on them. Their only purpose in coming here is to complete the employment and get gold coins.

Telischka also showed a bitter smile on his face and shook his head helplessly.

(End of this chapter)