The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 1121 - 1118: The Stripped Glory
The footsteps of war did not cease in the slightest. The Knight Order of the Flame Kingdom mobilized in full force, riding on Iron Dragon warships and Fire Dragon merchant ships. With the powerful propulsion of the mermaids, they quickly surged towards the Eagle Kingdom.
They did not immediately land, as the hinterlands along the coast were already desolate, lacking resources to plunder.
Thus, these warships and merchant ships continued to be propelled by mermaids, sailing up against the current of several famous rivers of the Eagle Kingdom, penetrating deep into the inland areas for pillaging.
Most of the large cities of the Eagle Kingdom were distributed along these rivers. The lands were exceptionally fertile from years of cultivation and rich in produce, leaving residents with no means to evacuate and seek refuge. The nobles here had never imagined that their domains would be attacked, nor were they willing to leave their lands.
But facing the overwhelming Knight Order from the Flame Kingdom, their resistance was feeble, after all, there were dragons in the skies guarding these knights.
"Why don’t the Flame People show any restraint at all, aren’t they afraid of the royal family’s wrath!" Some nobles, who were late to receive the news, were still unaware of the Dragon-slaying Battle—without Magic Platforms, their means of disseminating messages was mainly by letters.
Unfortunately, how could the speed of sending letters ever surpass the speed of warships propelled by mermaids.
When the Knight Order began their charge, these nobles were still indulging in feasting and revelry, leading lives of debauchery. As expected, they were easily overpowered by the Knight Order of the Flame Kingdom, who rode on Magical Beasts and fine steeds, conquering one castle after another. People, food, and Elves were all captured.
"Be careful, don’t bump into the Elves!" Marcus Wheel rode on the back of a Super Magical Beast — a Fire Raven, flying close to the ground, supervising the knights in looting the spoils, "Remember His Majesty the King’s orders clearly, all Elves must be handed over to the Royal Family for unified allocation, no private hoarding is permitted!"
Elves.
Beautiful Elves.
Marcus knew very well of Liszt’s fondness for Elves; as an early confidant who followed him, he knew that Liszt was different from any noble, his affection for Elves came from the heart.
In the Flame Kingdom, mistreating Elves was a serious violation of the law, and killing an Elf was a crime comparable to killing a Noble.
"The King has over a dozen dragons, his glory rivals that of an Imperial Emperor, but the King lacks Elves, causing the Flame Kingdom to have a dimmed jewel," Marcus jumped off the Fire Raven, stood with hands behind his back, gazing at the newly conquered castle, his heart swelling with pride.
"As a member of the Burning Legion directly under His Majesty, I will light up this dimmed jewel for His Majesty!"
His strength was weak, merely at the level of an Elite Earth Knight, even now as the Earl of Storm City, he lacked neither Magic Potion nor Magical Beast Meat, yet he had no opportunity to break through to Sky Knight.
But Marcus was very content; when had his life goal ever exceeded becoming a Noble, the lowest Honored Knight.
Now he was an Earl.
"All I have is bestowed by His Majesty, the Wheel family has only to forever follow the Flame Family, to become the apostle of the Flame Family, in order to repay the glory given by His Majesty!"
In his heart, he already had an idea: "After this war, with His Majesty’s consent, I will change the surname of my family to Flame Apostle!"
...
"The times are changing, they truly are," lamented an Earl, standing in his own castle, muttering to himself as he watched the Knight Order surging toward him, flags of the Fire Dragon fluttering in the distance.
He was holding a letter in his hand, an urgent message sent over tens of thousands of miles by a Flying Beast, from his elder brother who held an official position in the King’s Castle.
The letter did not say much, only a few sentences: "The Flame Kingdom has invaded, the Dragon Knight patrol has been defeated, Tracy and Warren have perished, the Silver Dragon, Topaz Dragon, and Lead Dragon have been snatched away, the Ruby Dragon and Edward have been captured, the Eagle Royal Family is at the brink of doom, the Morning Glory Family must prepare."
The Earl crumpled the letter into a ball, then let out a prolonged sigh, "Prepare, prepare, oh my brother, what preparations can I make?"
"Milord, the enemy is attacking, please give your orders!" The Knight Commander knelt on one knee, speaking urgently.
The Earl closed his eyes, remaining silent, until the surrounding knights urged him again and again. Only then did he speak with a sense of loss: "Labrador, open the castle gates and hang the white banners." After speaking, the Earl felt the Dou Qi in his body vanish, feeling powerless in a way he hadn’t since his promotion to Sky Knight.
"Milord!"
"Milord!"
"Milord!"
The knights were in a panic: "We swear to defend Morning Glory Castle to the death!"
"It’s unnecessary, these are the knights of the Flame Kingdom. No one can stop the footsteps of the Holy Dragon Knight, sooner or later he will reign over this land. The Morning Glory Family has no choice but to change its allegiance." The Earl turned around, descending the stairs with heavy steps, "Butler, prepare my clothes, I will go and surrender myself."
...
Bang!
Boom!
Crash!
In the Iron Dragon Chain Palace, Adonis Moonlight Silver of the Eagle Kingdom smashed crystal vessels to the floor, roaring out his anger.
"Why!"
"Impossible!"
"My dragons, my kingdom!"
He crushed a delicate crystal goblet in his hand, the shattered crystal pieces piercing his palm, blood flowing freely: "Liszt, how dare you do this to me, you Sapphire Fly, I should have crushed you from the start! Ah! I cannot accept this, my dragons!"
"Adonis, the ministers are all waiting for you to preside over the meeting," the Queen said quietly as she walked in.
"Get out, let them all get out, these useless parasites. What do they want, to laugh at me, and then secretly fawn over the king of the maritime Fly Kingdom?" Adonis cursed violently, "Do you think I don’t know their plans? The Eagle Kingdom is finished, why haven’t they gone to please their new master?"
The Queen spoke loudly: "Adonis, you must keep calm, the Eagle Kingdom has not yet perished."
"How to stay calm." Adonis looked coldly at the Queen, "When I inherited the throne, we had eleven dragons, but now? Only three remain! Two White Maw Iron Dragons, one Brass Dragon, tell me, with what shall I rule the Eagle Kingdom? The glory of the Eagle Royal Family has been completely stripped away, turned into a joke!"
The Queen was left speechless by Adonis’s words.
The Royal Family rules the kingdom, not with politics or wealth, but with giant dragons. It is the dragons that stabilize a nation, showcase its glory, and rule over the vast territories. The Eagle Royal Family once had eleven dragons, but through death and theft, only three remained.
They no longer had the right to call themselves a kingdom.
After a moment of silence, the Queen, forcing a brave front, consoled him: "Adonis, we are in a dire situation, but we must do something. The Moonlight Silver Family and the White Maw Iron Family must continue... Discuss with the ministers properly, and also Prince Alex’s opinion will be very important."
Adonis fell into a chair: "What’s there to discuss? I don’t want to see anyone, I, as a king, am nothing but a joke."
"But you must meet them, even if not as a king, then as the head of a Dragon Rearing Family, trying to salvage what little benefits we have left." The Queen showed a terrifying calm, "Not just with the ministers or Alex, but also with Steel Ridge, Blast Furnace Fortress, and even... with Liszt."
"Hmph!"
At the mention of Liszt’s name, Adonis’s eyes widened instantly, and the fire of hatred blazed within him: "I will not enter into negotiations with the Sapphire Fly!"
