North Wind Castle, Iron Dragon Wing Palace.

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

The silver dragon has now transformed into a human form, still looking like the silver-haired girl, still wearing a long dress with sparkling stars.

"Casius, why did you continue to massacre those northern nobles? They have already surrendered. There is no need for unnecessary killing!"

"No, this is not a massacre."

"It's a trial."

Cassius opened his eyes and spoke calmly. He stretched out his claws lazily, and suddenly, a clear magic image appeared in the air.

"Death penalty! Death penalty! Kill him!"

The picture shows a crowd of angry people gathered in the square, raising their hands and shouting wildly.

Cassius admired the sight and smiled, "Did you see that?"

"It wasn't me who killed them. It was the angry northern people who killed them. Or rather, the northern nobles who destroyed everything they had—even their own lives—with their own hands."

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

"If the Northern nobles had not brutally oppressed and exploited us for thousands of years, how could the people of the North hate them to such an extent that they would drag them to the guillotine?"

"This"

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

Because the trial was indeed carried out under the supervision of the people of the North and was indeed in line with their wishes. Although the kingdom was deliberately inciting emotions, this is still an indisputable fact.

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

The high-sounding words such as "just judgment, resistance to oppression" are actually a good reason, which just happens to fit the metal dragons' mentality of admiring kindness.

Cassius thought to himself.

Olivia shook her head and whispered, "In any case, your methods are too extreme. I admit that oppression exists, but some of them are obviously not guilty of death."

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

Cassius still answered in the same way.

Faced with the Red Dragon's high-sounding massacre under the banner of "justice", Olivia was speechless and could only clutch her skirt and sulk.

Cassius slowly stood up and shook his huge dragon body:
"Olivia, the process of unification is often cruel and violent. The old forces that are about to perish will inevitably resist fiercely, and bloodshed is inevitable."

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

The red dragon turned to look at Olivia, a faint light flickering in its light 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 a country."

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

Olivia hurriedly lowered her head to avoid the other's deep, indulgent gaze, and pursed her lips slightly.

"I, I know."

"I will definitely do my duty."

The hem of her skirt was wrinkled and sweat was oozing from her forehead.

Olivia had been preparing for the argument in her mind for several days, and was fully prepared for a confrontation with the other party, and even prepared herself mentally to provoke the other party.

But when she really faced the red dragon, she was still timid and couldn't utter a word from beginning to end.

"This guy has taken control of us again"

Olivia pursed her lips and thought to herself.

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

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

Cassius smiled and said, "Come to think of it, I have to thank you for standing up for me at that time."

The words sounded sincere.

Faced with this sudden thanks, Olivia's tone suddenly froze.

Then she said stubbornly: "And when I stood in front of you at that time, it was far more than just to save you - it was to prevent you from being infected by the will of the abyss and bringing greater harm to the creatures of the main material plane." Suddenly, tiny magical lights flashed on her body, and her figure expanded rapidly, turning back into the slender and elegant silver dragon, with injuries on her wings spreading with chaotic energy.

"Since you are injured, don't maintain the Transfiguration spell, and don't be foolish enough to think about seeking justice for those nobles."

"Take good care of your injuries."

Cassius' voice sounded again.

Olivia only felt a silver-white light descending and soothing her wounds. The feeling seemed quite familiar to her.

"This is."

"The power of His Majesty Bahamut?"

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

This thought 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 recovering rapidly, and the chaotic energy was also being dispelled.

"Is this the power of order?"

Cassius pinched the silver-glowing "Wind of Bahamut" and gently waved his right claw.

As space twisted, a portal appeared in front of him, and Olivia's dragon body was teleported to the side hall of the palace.

Today, the Red Dragon's control over the [Kingdom's Territory] has reached its peak. If it were on the kingdom's territory, he would even have the confidence to defeat Osedro without resorting to any external forces.

……

"Owner."

A voice came from the magic mirror in the hall.

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

"whats the matter?"

"Master, I found a human with great potential in North Wind Castle. She is only nine years old and can already access the third layer of the magic network. She may have the talent to become a legendary warlock."

"In addition, she is very hostile to the northern nobles and has a strong sense of belonging to the kingdom."

"Oh?"

"what is her name?"

Kathy suddenly became interested.

Without any magical education, he was able to cast third-level spells at the age of nine without any guidance. This is considered a rare talent even in the entire Feanso continent.

"Misha, her name is Misha."

Trump quickly replied.

"Misha?"

"This name seems familiar."

Cassius' long-forgotten memories were once again aroused.

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

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

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

After the players came, Misha became the final boss of the "Mad Fire Witch" series of side quests and was defeated by the players. She was less than seventeen years old when she died, but she already had a challenge level of 16.

"This is going to be interesting."

"He is indeed a legendary talent, and his future achievements will be even higher. We must not let go of such a good seedling."

Cassius rubbed his chin and thought so.

"Trump, bring her here immediately."

"Yes, Master." (End of this chapter)