The Northern Empire, the city of the Three Mountains, the imperial capital.

The royal guards of the Imperial Capital Morley Palace saw Nostradamus, the chief imperial sect, walked out with a serious face after several hours. The expression on his face looked very worried, as if he had learned some bad news.

But then, he shook his head, laughed with relief, and then teleported away, not knowing where to go.

At first, the guards didn't think this was nothing. After all, the ** teacher was the mentor of His Majesty the Imperial Emperor when he was young. He had assisted the emperor in defeating other princes to seize the throne of the Empire, and also defeated the orc army as a military advisor. The relationship between the two was originally extremely close. Nostradamus didn't even need to ask for instructions to enter and exit the palace, and just walked in directly. Although his expression was a bit wrong this time, it was within the normal range.

They originally thought that this was just an ordinary teacher-student meeting. After all, His Majesty the Emperor had just wiped out the Orc Court, and it was normal for the two big names to talk about the past.

But in fact, this statement is generally correct, but there are still some slight differences.

On July 23, 832, after several days of thinking, analysis and research, a secret order was passed on to all the senior and senior forces of the empire through various channels.

The author of this secret order was Isreel Delmond, also known as His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire.

The Southern Fortress Group, the Shuang Dukes in the Northwest, the Northern Mountains and the Eastern Frontier Coast. Due to the convenience of magic, everyone received this secret order, and all regions of the Empire except the Central Committee began to take action.

Some of them frowned, some were worried, some were dissatisfied, and more people began to prepare for war according to the secret order.

The army, which was originally immersed in joy because of the elimination of orcs, is now busy again. Of course, this is the name of acting and daily exercise, but anyone can smell a slightest smell. No matter how it is an exercise, the tension on the verge of war cannot be erased.

Moreover, the administrative departments that had already been leisurely also began to collect food and repair fortifications. Most of these fortifications were not ordinary, but special air defense attack fortifications. The soldiers at the bottom were fine. As high-level officers, many people could see at a glance that these fortifications were not targeting ordinary civilized races, but seemed to be guarding against some beasts that could fly.

For example, dragon!

In the Royal Study, in the Royal Palace, His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire was personally placing the skull of an orc in the corner of the table. The skull was not decorated, and even the scars and cracks on it were not repaired. But even so, it was the most precious collection on this table, no doubt about it.

Because this is the skull left by the last orc Khan, if nothing unexpected happens, this is the most important contribution of His Majesty the Emperor in his life.

In terms of emotions, Isrell is naturally willing to believe what Nostradamus said before.

He was particularly interested in the Dragon Clan attacks that Joshua said. His Majesty, the Emperor of the Empire, naturally had his own channels to understand and analyze these things. You should know that the dragon beast attacks the villages all over the place, not only the Northland. If you don’t pay attention to it, you will probably only think that it is a legacy of the Black Tide, but if you think in other directions, it is indeed very suspicious.

Even if he was born in a military force, the process of seizing the throne was not harmonious, but even so, Isrell could not sit idly by and watch the dragon beast cause large-scale panic and devour the people in his own country. He was not so cold-blooded.

Because of this, although there is no definite evidence, he also issued a secret order to prepare for precautions and investigate the current situation of the Five Colored Dragon Clan.

And in Moldavia, the North.

The lord's deeds of slaying the dragon are slowly spreading.

This is a very normal thing. After all, no one ordered a ban to hide the words. When Qiao Xiuya was driving the black, he walked all the way through the fire, ran out of the city and headed to the north, everyone saw it. After a few people spread it, everyone knew it immediately.

Whether in the local mercenary guild or the gathering place of foreign adventurers, whether in the tavern or Liuying Street, people were drunk and swore that they had seen several huge dragon heads in the hall, which was enough to prove the lord's deeds of killing dragons.

If Joshua heard this, he would probably smile. In fact, these bragging adventurers were not wrong. However, the dragon heads placed in the lord's mansion were the black erosion dragon and the ice-tooth dragon, not the white dragon heads that killed the dragon this time.

And in the north of the city, a family of scholars welcomed two new members.

Edward, who was nearly seventy years old, had a little grayish temple. He stood at the door with a pair of alchemy glasses, and looked at the two somewhat uneasy children in front of him. A feeling of love was revealed in his gray pupils.

The boy and girl in front of her had the same platinum hair, the girl tied a long ponytail, and the boy, like his father, used a hairband to tie a hunter's short braid. Their eyes were also the gray pupils that were often found in the northerners, which could be seen as a very pure-bred northern bloodline.

"Ivan, Amira, don't be afraid."

Taking a step forward, the old man poured the two children into his arms. His voice was filled with pity. He comforted the two poor children who had not long been losing their parents: "Children, grandpa is your new home."

In fact, Edward was not the father of the hunter Andre, but his young uncle. However, because he didn't want to stay in his hometown as a hunter, he had conflicts with his family. Then he ran away from home and went to the imperial capital to work hard with the Dragon Caravan.

Ten years later, he returned from his studies and returned to the North to work as a teacher and scholar. However, due to conflicts in the early years, he rarely contacted his family. He only went back a few times when his parents and elder brother passed away. The relationship between this younger brother and his elder brother was naturally not very good, very weak. However, now, no matter how many conflicts are, they have become insignificant under time and death. After Edward, who had no descendants, he suddenly felt that the sky and the earth were broken and almost fainted after learning that his elder brother's son and wife were both killed by the dragon beast attack.

Even civilians attach great importance to the continuation of their bloodlines. After being hit by such a huge blow, even with his calm mind, he could not bear it. Fortunately, his maid later found out that in the village where almost all the people died, two children survived, and they happened to be descendants of the hunter Andre. In the midst of great sorrow and joy, the scholar immediately found someone to find his elder brother's last offspring and took it to the main city.

Ivan was still a little nervous when he was hugged by the old man who claimed to be his grandfather, but the child's unique intuition told him that the old man had no malice towards him and his sister, but was filled with true joy and love. Therefore, his originally tense body slowly softened, and even the trace of sadness that had settled in his heart began to surge in his heart.

But then, he held back the feeling of tears that he wanted to flow out, instead shook his head and said softly in a tender but firm voice: "I will not forget it."

“…what won’t be forgotten?”

Edward was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand.

Ivan looked at each other with his sister Amira, then took a deep breath and said, "I will never forget those monsters!"

Those monsters! Those dragons!

He destroyed the village he lived in since childhood, killed his loving parents, and burned everything in his memory... Although the terrifying momentum still made him tremble when he recalled it, he would never forget those enemies he had in his life!

Even if he heard that the local young lord had successfully gone to the dragon nest to kill the dragon, his hatred would not be reduced in half.

A creature like a dragon should not exist in this world!

Looking at the young child, Edward was silent for a while when he heard Ivan's words, and then he showed a happy smile, even laughing louder and louder until he finally burst out laughing loudly.

"OK!"

After laughing, he agreed loudly. The old man's eyes flashed with the same brilliance as the boy's eyes. He patted the boy's shoulder heavily and said in a firm tone: "It's great that you didn't have a shadow on the dragon because of this tragedy! The hunter's blood flows in our people forever. Even if it's death, you shouldn't be afraid of your prey!"

Hatred can only produce new hatred, but hatred is the greatest motivation. As a scholar, Edward naturally understands this truth.

But he is definitely not a person who promotes the public and lets go of hatred. As a northerner with the same pure bloodline, even if he has studied in the imperial capital for ten years, he cannot change his bad temper in his bones and is beaten back when he is beaten. If he is bleeding, he will also make the enemy bleeding. Even if he dies, he will take those sluts to hell together!

If you are tooth for tooth, eye for eye for eye! If your parents are killed by a dragon, you will be slaying dragons for the rest of your life. This is a normal logic for the people of the North.

"I, too, I feel so!"

Amira, the little girl beside her, also clenched her fists. She said loudly in an equally firm voice: "I am the same as my brother! If I kill those monsters, I will go too!"

"Okay, they are all good kids!"

As Ivan and Amira shouted, Edward laughed and then excitedly picked them up: "Grandpa, even if I spend all my savings, I will definitely give you the best education! Ouch!"

Click!

His movements suddenly became stiff: "My waist..."

The maid on the side came skillfully, put down the two children, then picked up the old man who had no waist and carried it on his shoulders, and sent it back to the room. Under the maid's greeting, the boy and girl followed her steps and walked into the room.

As night gradually fell, lights also lit up in this small house. The sound of children's activities also appeared among the originally quiet scholars. The aroma of the food was everywhere, and everyone had their own goals.

And in a small village in the West Mountain.

A blonde paladin held a warhammer and wore bloody white armor, with seven holy emblems of seven gods on it, but only the holy emblems of the God of Life flashed with light. He silently dragged a huge dragon beast that had been blown out of the forest and came to the villagers who were waiting nervously.

"Okay, you're safe, this is the last crazy dragon beast."

Beside the paladin, there were a pile of towering dragon beast corpses, with dozens of dragon beast corpses on it. The paladin clapped his hands and said in a plain voice: "However, although all the monsters around me have been wiped out by me, you cannot relax your vigilance. The evil power is spreading. I think it is better for you to move to a place close to the big city as soon as possible, so that it is safer."

His voice was a little dull because he was wearing a helmet: "Continue to stay in the mountain, maybe I won't appear next time."

"You are right, Lord Knight, we are already preparing things."

The leading old village chief nodded quickly. He bowed gratefully, took out a bag from his arms, handed it out with both hands, and said respectfully: "This is for you sir..."

“I don’t need to be paid.”

Before the other party could finish speaking, the paladin reached out and pushed the bag away, rejecting the other party's actions. A dull voice came from behind the helmet, and it was extremely calm: "Helping humans is the purpose of the church. Instead of giving me money, it is better to buy more clothes for the children. You should also prepare some weapons to protect yourself."

"Oh, you knights never receive rewards. They are completely different from those lords. We can't help but be grateful..."

Several attempts were rejected. The old man sighed and took the bag back into his arms helplessly. He seemed to want to say something. At this moment, a little nervous little girl sneaked out from behind the village chief, and then ran to the Paladin before the village chief reacted.

"Uncle Knight, I'll give this to you."

She handed out a wooden amulet.

In his dirty little hand, he was holding an amulet. Although it looked a little simple, it could be seen from the carving traces that he was very attentive.

After the Knight was silent for a while, a dull short sound came from his helmet, which sounded like he was laughing.

Next, he knelt on one knee, took the amulet from the girl, and stroked one hand over her head. After the helmet, a gentle voice finally came out: "Thank you, child, your blessing is my motivation."

“This is the best reward.”

After hanging the amulet solemnly on his wrist, the paladin simply turned around and left amid the thanks from the villagers.

Paladin Lorenda, the trip caused by the loss, continues.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!