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Darkfrey was startled: "I understand!"
Overwhelmed by Shana's grand ambition, it was now full of energy. After the blade trembled for a long while, it suddenly remembered something, the hilt twitched slightly, and asked curiously, "Then, my lord."
"If we don't kill anything... how will we get to the Demon King?"
"Well……"
After a long period of contemplation, Shana, with her "great ambitions," raised her head with a confident smile.
"...Let's talk about it then."
"Hey!"
Looking at the distant palace terrace, where Ota and Erwin were whispering to each other, Shana felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
"No, I can't just sit here and wait to die. Since the title trial is too difficult, I'll go out and achieve a great victory that will shake the kingdom!"
Clenching her fists, Shana decided that she would learn to run before she learned to crawl!
"The problem is... how did we manage to slip away from their protection..."
Looking around at the Paladin Order, who were both her sparring partner and protector, and who were keeping watch in all directions, Shana frowned in distress.
The safety of the hero is always the top priority. After awakening to become a hero, he moved into the palace—the paladins guarded him 24 hours a day, leaving him no chance to slip away.
"It seems the only option is to find an opportunity to set fire to Prince Ota's study..."
As I looked at the ground, a dark thought just began to form in my mind when a huge shadow suddenly swept across the ground.
Shana seemed to sense something, raised her head, looked at the suddenly darkening sky, and was startled.
Daylight had arrived, and the abundant sunlight bathed every area of the palace. But now, a shadow, as thick as the sky, suddenly appeared high in the air, causing the pupils of every paladin who looked up to shrink in shock!
"Roar--------!"
The majestic and terrifying roar shook the air, and a huge airflow swirled around the area. The people of the entire capital city were shaken to their core as they looked at the winged creature under the sun.
On the high platform, Prince Ota stood up in shock, feeling the chill that made the temperature in the arena drop sharply. Suddenly he understood something and looked up sharply!
Beside him, Erwin's voice trembled with fear:
"dragon!"
"It's here, Prince Ota!"
In the sky, huge wings fluttered gently, and a giant dragon with an ice-blue body and golden eyes seemed to have noticed them as well. Its majestic head turned slightly and it crashed down into the training ground!
"Those are pure white ice peaks perched atop the continent, ruled by a noble dragon race that commands countless ice dragons, pure-blooded dragons who are the most revered even among the dragon race..."
Irwin urgently signaled to the knights in the training field to give way.
"Frost Dragon King, Calest!"
The next instant, thick ice dust suddenly filled the scene, bringing with it a terrifying blizzard.
Countless paladins who couldn't dodge in time were frozen into ice sculptures in the blink of an eye, leaving only a pair of terrified eyes writhing within the ice.
Ota, his face solemn, walked to the edge of the terrace and met the gaze of cold eyes that reflected light from the pale ice mist.
"The king of mankind..."
The cold, deep words subtly resonated in the air. The Frost Dragon King's head hovered high above, looking down at Ota on the terrace, and he questioned:
Where is Mino, the Dragon Slayer?
Ota broke out in a cold sweat. The moment he saw the Frost Dragon King Calest, he knew that the person who intended to have an equal dialogue was not him, but his best friend, Mino Lake.
Mino the Dragon Slayer – this is the common name all dragons use for Mino.
The reputation of heroes among humans has no effect on these proud and rare dragons. These dragons are few in number and mostly live in treacherous environments inaccessible to humans. They are powerful and look down on the entire world.
For them, only the strong deserve respect! The truly strong!
Among the human faction, Mino, the unparalleled dragon slayer, is one such example.
For the Frost Dragon King, perhaps Lena, the Ice Saintess of the same attribute, who is known for her defensive prowess, would also be considered one.
There were no others...
Ota's palms were already soaked with cold sweat. Clearly, this Dragon King was unaware of the vague rumors that Mino had been captured by the demons a month ago, and the Ice Saintess had disappeared at the border...
Without anyone engaging in equal dialogue, the arrival of this frost dragon is not a good thing.
—It was a disaster! An unprecedented disaster!
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What to do... Ota knew this was getting tricky:
The Frost Dragon King must have come for that "contract," which I am fully capable of handling.
But for these proud dragons, a kingdom with Mino the Dragon Slayer and a kingdom without Mino the Dragon Slayer are two different things.
He seriously doubted whether, once the truth was revealed, the Frost Dragon King would still speak to him so calmly... instead of unleashing a riot in the kingdom no less devastating than the Night of the Rebellion!
"King Callest, it's been a long time, almost a year..."
With a slight twitch of his lips, Ota looked at the giant dragon before him and forced a smile.
My mind was racing... Who should I ask? Who should I ask to handle this situation?!
Is it Shana, the hero in the training ground? No, the dragon race values strength above all else. Even if Shana is Mino's sister, in Calest's eyes, she's just an ordinary little girl.
Grand Duke Thanaus of Glory? As a grand duke who fought alongside the old king for many years, he certainly possesses considerable strength, and is subtly able to overshadow his own knight commander.
However, he has a hidden ailment, and unless he has other powers to enhance him, he is still somewhat outmatched by the dragons.
As for the kingdom's strongest holy archmage, Chief Lak... he still has a fatal flaw.
age!
Dragons revere strength, but they do not fear those who are old and frail, whose strength has permanently stagnated.
...Whether Chief Lak, now old and frail, can even be given a second glance by the Frost Dragon King is another matter entirely.
Ota's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He had to admit with frustration that without Mino, humanity no longer had the leverage to speak with the dragons on equal terms.
"I am asking you a question, King of Humanity." The Frost Dragon King's eyes were indifferent, his tone somewhat impatient.
"Where is Mino, the Dragon Slayer?"
“King Calest, you’re too late…” Ota took a deep breath. He finally gave up the idea of delaying, as that would only further enrage the Frost Dragon King.
"Just a month ago, Mino fought a fierce battle against the demons on the border, and was ultimately imprisoned in the Demon King's Castle by those treacherous demons."
"Wh...what...?" The Frost Dragon King's pupils suddenly contracted, and soon, a hint of anger spread across his golden eyes.
"He's not here? He's actually not here... Then what about that notarized contract... You... you're playing with fire... Roar!!!"
The next instant, a violent surge of power exploded in the air, and a deafening dragon roar resounded through the heavens, spreading outwards throughout the entire capital city—!!
"Please calm down! King Callestron!"
Ota's heart tightened, and he quickly said, "We can still discuss the notarized contract. I can speak with you on behalf of Mino; this won't affect the contract..."
"talk?!"
Heavy waves crashed against his face, and Callest's icy voice washed over Ota's cheeks; Ota could almost hear the sound of his blood vessels freezing.
"You, these ant-like humans?!"
Upon learning of Mino's absence, the status of these humans and the kingdom before them plummeted in relation to the Frost Dragon King. Their voices were filled with deep disappointment and rage as Callest raised his proud chin:
"I am the eternal being atop the pure white ice peak! The noble Dragon King who commands countless ice dragons!"
"In this world, besides the dragon slayer Mino and the Demon King, the only one who can rival me is the Fire Dragon Queen of the Lava Volcano..."
The Frost Dragon King glared angrily at Prince Ota:
"Do you believe I can spray you to death with a mouthful of ice-cold soda?!"
"You think you can stand up to me..."
"Brother—!" A frantic and weak female voice suddenly came from afar.
The sound seemed incredibly small in the frozen air.
Ota shuddered instantly, turning around in shock and fear to look at the white-skirted figure running towards them in the distance. He roared, "..."
"Don't come any closer, Kalia! Go! Go now!!!"
"Erwin, take Kalia away! Quickly! Even if it means stepping over your and my corpses, we can't let her get hurt!!!"
Ota's eyes instantly hardened with a death wish. Without a second thought, he drew his longsword from his waist and turned to give instructions to his most trusted knight commander, Erwin. He didn't notice that the Frost Dragon King Calest's eyes froze the moment Kalia appeared.
The anger and murderous intent in his eyes vanished, replaced by a deep sense of disbelief.
As a divine, illusory rabbit-eared phantom flashed past above Kalia's head, a sight only it noticed, Callest changed its tune.
"talk!"
"We can discuss anything!"
*Click!* Just as Erwin was about to carry out Prince Ota's death order, he suddenly slammed on the brakes, nearly scraping sparks off the terrace floor before finally coming to a stop.
His eyes widened in astonishment, and as if he were hallucinating, he looked up at the terrifying dragon casting a huge shadow overhead.
The latter's rage was gone, replaced by an unprecedented calm and gentleness:
"Prince Ota, how should we talk?"
Were they so gentle that they even remembered the prince's name?!
Irwin was shocked.
Is this still the legendary, ruthless and brutal Frost Tyrant, the Frost Dragon King Kalista?!
Even more terrifying was that when Princess Kalia, dressed in a white gown, entered the room, the Frost Dragon King, whom he was meeting for the first time, even lowered his head and gave a slight bow according to human etiquette.
"Your Highness, hello—"
"Hello, you must be the legendary Frost Dragon King, Calest, right?" Arriving at the suddenly changed room, Kalia's eyes were slightly puzzled, but she still adjusted her dress and gave a very dignified bow.
“You’re right, Your Highness,” Callest replied patiently.
Ota froze on the spot. He keenly sensed the change in Callest's attitude, which happened almost the instant Kalia appeared... What was going on?