Rump was still talking nonstop: "Master, you unified Anzeta in just a few years and wiped out the frost giants in the north. This is an achievement and feat that no one in this land has been able to achieve in the past thousands of years."

His tone became increasingly high-pitched and passionate.

"The title 'King' of the North is not enough to describe your greatness."

Having said this, Trump deliberately paused for a moment, lowered his head deeply, his eyes full of admiration and respect.

"I believe that you should be given the title of 'Emperor' and elevate the Kingdom of Burning Ashes to an empire - just like the Holy Fadlan in the past. This is what all the subjects earnestly hope for."

"Empire?"

Cassius fell into thought, his eyes flickering.

Rump continued to advise in a low voice: "You can hold the coronation ceremony at the same time as the awarding of honors, showing the power of the Burning Kingdom to the entire Anzeta and even the continent, and completely destroying the resistance forces in the north."

"Also, this ceremony will also make the entire Fianso aware of our existence, letting them know that Anzeta is no longer closed and insular.

We can use this as an opportunity to participate in the division of the Fadlan Empire's legacy. The descendants of the gods in Fadlan are constantly fighting each other, and we, who have always been isolated from the continent, can become the external strong support they are competing for. "

Cassius nodded slightly, having been somewhat persuaded by what he said.

Trump is not wrong.

The Burning Kingdom, or rather the Empire, needs to show its fangs to the world.

The current Kingdom of Burning Embers has a vast territory of 2.7 million square kilometers and a total population of over 9 million.

Although it is only a remote corner of the vast continent of Feanso, it is already considered a well-known major force - not to mention that it has a ruler who has reached the pinnacle of power in the material world, a terrifying alien dragon.

Without much hesitation, Cassius said, "In that case, let's get ready."

"But... I need a grand coronation ceremony, one that will spread the name of the empire across the entire continent."

"Yes, Master!"

Trump knelt on the ground, his face flushed with extreme excitement and joy, and he quickly said goodbye and left in a hurry.

As the current Chief Minister of the kingdom, there are still many matters waiting for Trump to deal with, and the most important one is undoubtedly the newly proposed coronation ceremony.

——However, the kingdom’s think tanks had already prepared dozens of plans long before the war began, and even compiled a detailed plan of more than 300 pages and hundreds of thousands of words.

It covers everything from ceremony steps and etiquette to various funding budgets.

After Trump left, Cassius finally began to put into practice the idea that had just occurred to him.

He moved his mind slightly and took off the crown.

He took out the silver-white gemstone again——it was the [Wind of Bahamut]

He had noticed before that Oszedro's silver disc did not match this gem, but it was forcibly elevated to the level of a divine weapon by the "Wind of Bahamut".

Under the control of the force field magic, the silver-white gems inlaid in the fine gold of the crown actually slowly merged into it.

The surface of the crown glowed silver.

They are not of the right kind, but this is Bahamut's orderly and gentle power, enough to blend into everything.

"Wow—"

[Crown of the Supreme Dragon-Holy Glory]

Quality: Sub-artifact
"Tsk, it's worthy of the power of the Lord of the North Wind. He actually upgraded the equipment to this level."

Cassius could not help but sigh. He stretched out his dragon body, put the crown on his head, and felt the purification of order.

Finally, he took off the crown, took out the silver gem and carried it with him.

Cassius also had a coronation ceremony to attend - even though the Metal Dragons had already known about it, he did not want to expose treasures of this level to everyone.

Suddenly, the voice of Tiefling Guard Captain Ekmon came from the communicator.

"Your Majesty, Lady Christina wishes to see you."

Cassius wrinkled the scales above his eyes and exhaled a breath of hot, sulfurous air with some impatience.

"Why is it her again?"

No wonder Cassius is so irritable.

In recent months, the blue dragon has come no less than ten times, but was rejected by the guards every time with the excuse that "His Majesty is sleeping and recuperating from his injuries", and returned in disappointment.

Cassius casually ordered:

"Tell her I'm asleep."

Ekmon was silent for a moment, then said helplessly, "Your Majesty, Lady Christina said she saw Lord Rumple and a human coming out of the palace."

"Lady Christina asks you to let her in and lie down at the gate of the palace."

Cassius sighed.

"Forget it, let her in."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Soon, a soft female voice was heard from outside the door.

"His Highness Cassius"

The door slowly opened, and outside the hall was Christina in human form.

She was still wearing her revealing satin dress, and she was walking quickly in the hall, almost impatiently.

Christina lifted her skirt with one hand and saluted, a pitiful look on her bright face: "Your Majesty Cassius, you are finally willing to see me."

Cassius lay on the throne, not even looking at her, and said calmly: "The task assigned by Her Majesty the Dragon Queen has been completed. Is there anything else you want to do?"

"Uh"

Christina was a little speechless, but she immediately responded and said with a smile: "Of course I came to congratulate you."

"You defeated the famous 'Silver Wing' Ossedro and annihilated the northern coalition forces. You have achieved such a brilliant record. As your loyal ally, I must come to congratulate you."

Cassius looked calm, "Then the congratulations should be over now."

"Then, Ms. Christina, please leave now. I need to rest."

Christina's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly waved her hand to explain: "Of course not, please let me stay here for a while."

"why?"

Cassius tilted his head.

Christina's body was flickering with tiny magical lights, and her figure expanded rapidly, transforming into a young blue dragon that was more than ten meters long.

The blue dragon gently shook its thick tail, stretched out its sky-blue wings, and the dragon face with a single horn on the tip of its nose "smiled":

"Your Majesty Cassius, according to the tradition of our Five-Colored Dragons, after experiencing a thrilling battle, we often relax our bodies and minds by reveling all night long."

"Before you take a break, why not have a good time?"

Then, the blue dragon approached the red dragon step by step, and the deep blue dragon body was still twisting deliberately.

"What a bullshit tradition."

Cassius had a strange expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, Cassius——"

Along with the fluctuation of force field magic, the blue dragon suddenly flew out and rolled on the ground more than ten times before stopping.

Just as Cassius was about to kick her out completely, Christina, who was lying on the ground, quickly got up, raised her paws in panic, and gave a forced smile.

"Wait! Your Majesty Cassius!"

"That was just an accident. This time I really brought the Dragon Queen's new decree!"

"explain."

Christina whispered, "Her Majesty the Dragon Queen said, please don't forget the previous agreement."

"I see."

Cassius replied expressionlessly.

The red dragon looked into the distance, with a faint light flickering in its light golden pupils, and the majestic figure with five colors and five heads seemed to appear in it.

"The dragon is ruling the country. I want to see who gets taken advantage of in the end."

He thought so in his heart.

Christina, on the other hand, left the kingdom with a sad face and returned in disgrace again - the charm she was so proud of had no effect at all.

The Blue Dragon attendant who had been waiting for a long time comforted him:

"Miss, don't be discouraged. At worst, we can ask the clan to find you another male dragon with ancestral bloodline. With the power of our Faria clan, we can still..."

Christina shook her head like a rattle, and her skin made tiny crackling sounds due to the strong static electricity effect.

She looked resentful, slapping the ground to vent her anger, and gnashed her teeth as she said:

"I don't care. This is the promise made by Her Majesty the Dragon Queen herself. Only he is worthy of me! And where can I find a dragon like His Majesty Cassius? They are all just a bunch of trash!" (End of this chapter)