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Callest's face turned pale instantly, and his legs trembled as if he were recalling some unpleasant memories.
"You want to stay here...? Right now...?!?"
The usually calm and composed Dragon King's voice trembled with fear.
“Otherwise?” Ignis licked his lips, his dark golden pupils gleaming.
"Calester, don't forget... in the beginning, you were the one who pestered me, weren't you? Heh, who was it that said you'd accompany me as many times as you wanted?"
"The divorce agreement hasn't even taken effect yet, you're not saying you've forgotten about it, are you?"
"Wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait!" Callest shook his head repeatedly, backing away in terror. "The past is the past, the present is the present! Ignis, don't go crazy!!!"
“Once a dragon is over 25,000 years old, it can only chat—really! Believe me!!!” Callest couldn’t help but plead.
In the distance, a group of humans stared in disbelief at this scene.
Prince Ota, who was in the lead, opened his mouth in shock: Good heavens... are these two dragons playing such tricks?
“Shut up. From now on, I’ll take the lead.” Ignis moved closer to Callest again, his eyes revealing a long-suppressed desire: “Next, I’m going to take you back to the lava volcano… ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times—you have to fulfill what you owe me this year…”
"Please, I really can't take it anymore," Calest wailed, his voice a low growl. "Why don't you try someone else? I recommend Rob? Or any ice dragon, or even the human king over there!!!"
"Hey!" Ota's eyes widened in shock. What kind of outrageous talk was this dragon spouting?!
"No, no one but you can satisfy me." Ignis's words, leaving no room for negotiation, plunged Callest's eyes into darkness. He lost all will to resist and collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.
Just when everyone present thought that Callest was about to be "executed on the spot".
The flames on Ignis's body subsided, and he took out a set of extremely familiar gear from some unknown dragon scale. Most of the paladins present had seen it before, but it looked incredibly small on the massive dragon claw.
Elwin, the commander of the Knights, who often roamed the streets and alleys in his spare time, suddenly held his breath, somewhat unable to believe the cards that appeared before him.
With a snap, a deck of cards was thrown onto Calest's frail body. Countless cards, protected by the most precious dragon-like protective barrier, fluttered in the air, revealing chibi-style figures on their faces.
There is the hero Mino, the ice saint Lena, dragons of both ice and fire races, and even demons are among them—
"Please, please let me go!" Upon seeing these cards, Calester burst into tears as if suffering from PTSD.
The roar of the dragon echoed through the mountains:
"—I'm never playing Lent again!!!"
Chapter 128 One Sentence
Calliste's wailing echoed across the fields, enough to bring tears to the eyes of all who heard it and break their hearts.
"Waaaaah... I was wrong, I was so wrong. I shouldn't have introduced you to Lent decks in the first place; if I hadn't, you wouldn't be even more addicted than me; if you weren't so addicted, you wouldn't have learned so many weird decks; if you hadn't learned so many weird decks, I wouldn't have been getting crushed by you every single game..."
The lingering sound lingers like a wisp.
Within the knightly order, a paladin twitched his lips and subconsciously muttered a complaint under his breath:
"So it was just playing cards? I thought it was just playing cards, what's the big deal..."
"What are you saying?! What are you saying?!"
On the ground, Callest immediately sprang to his feet, his indignant gaze sweeping over: "You humans living in greenhouses, you clearly haven't experienced the brutal beatings of a hellish deck!!!"
"Don't advise someone to be kind if you haven't experienced their suffering, understand?! Don't you all understand?!"
"Further words are useless." The Fire Dragon Queen Ignis impatiently interrupted Calest, flapping her wings against his dragon body as she urged him on.
"Hurry up, let's play a couple of rounds here first. I haven't played in so long, my skills are a bit rusty..."
"No!!!" Callest screamed at the top of his lungs.
It retreated frantically in utter terror, having learned its lesson and no longer believing Ignis's nonsense: "Don't think I don't know what you're up to?!"
"What kind of terrible decks are these?! Low-level cards, trap beats, lockouts... You're using all those awful decks on your own dragon?! Do you even know how much psychological trauma that is to a young dragon?!"
"What the hell is it to send half of your hand to the graveyard at the start?! What the hell is it to forcibly put a monster that drains your health and cards onto my field?! What the hell is it to directly steal the three Egyptian God cards that I painstakingly summoned and then sacrifice them to summon a slime?!—I was almost winning a game, and just because I said 'your life is as fragile as a candle in the wind,' I got wiped out by you with a sliver of health and a full health!!"
Callest roared, tears streaming down his face:
"I dreamt my bed was filled with divine monuments, the Golden Kingdom, and the Silver City!!!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Erwin shivered and gasped, "Wow, this female dragon is really ruthless—"
Overwhelmed with grief, Callest couldn't help but howl to the heavens: "Who?! Who invented this thing called the Lunt brand?! It's a disgrace to the dragons!!!"
"Uh……"
Prince Ota couldn't help but interject, "It looks like... Mino?"
Callest paused, then looked up again, gritting his teeth and roaring, "—Mino, it's you again!!!"
"You're the scourge of this world!!! You destroyed a family!!!" Carlist roared, his face contorted with rage. "I'm not finished with you!!!"
"Cut the nonsense."
The intense flames engulfed the area, and Ignis said impatiently, "In that case, come home with me now, Callest."
"No! You're forcing the dragon to be free! We may be engaged, but that doesn't mean I 'agree' to it!!!"
Carlest shook his head vigorously.
"I demand 'freedom to play cards'!"
"You really aren't going back?" Ignis's tone grew colder.
"I'm not going back! I'm not going back!" After a year of calm, Callest became unusually resolute, stubbornly turning his head away.
A scorching stream of air emanated from the Fire Dragon Queen's nostrils. After taking a deep breath, her dragon wings fluttered slightly, and Ignis soared into the sky.
Just as everyone thought Ignis was about to return, in mid-air, Ignis's eyes suddenly turned violent, and terrifying heat spread in all directions, like a layer of sky about to melt.
The next moment, obscure and ancient dragon language emanated from Ignis's mouth:
"Labor and management on the Shu Road—"
As soon as the words were spoken, Calester's body trembled.
"one……"
"two……"
"Enough!" Callest exhaled cold air. "Dragonwoman, do you think you can threaten me like this? You're sorely mistaken!!!"
Ignis's eyes flickered slightly, and he was about to utter a soft "sa..."
Boom-!
Callest wagged his tail and soared into the sky, wagging his tail and saying, "Hmph, you want to force me to go home? I won't!"
"I volunteered!!!"
As everyone stared in disbelief, the two dragons, one red and one blue, gradually disappeared into the horizon.
A crisis that could have utterly devastated humanity passed by so easily… But Ota, as a human, was not much happy; instead, he was seriously considering something:
"So the root of all evil in this disaster... is actually Mino?"
Ota shook his head and chuckled. He didn't dwell on these things too much. In the end, they had once again secured the assistance of the Ice Dragon Clan. For this, they should actually thank Mino.
"The problem is how to end this anti-Mino alliance." Thinking of this, Ota looked worried again.
If the people knew that he, the future king of the kingdom, had become Mino the Hero of Light's number one hater, who knows what kind of chaos it would cause... But judging from Calest's appearance, he probably won't do anything for a while, so there's no need to rush.
"His Royal Highness Prince."
At this moment, Grand Master Erwin approached, his communication token flashing frequently. After a thorough investigation by the surrounding paladins, he seemed to have made a discovery: "We just found some traces near the ridge of the mountain."
"Oh?" Otta raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
Erwin's eyes revealed clear hatred: "It's the Wolf Mercenary Group! They've all come to the Dragon's Lair Mountains!"
"These scoundrels who kick someone when they're down!" Ota immediately became furious, his chest heaving violently, clearly genuinely angry.
These wolves, relying on their advantage in the suburbs, have always been a thorn in the side of the capital. But no matter what, they've gone so far as to try to provoke the dragons' wrath, making them utterly enemies of humanity!
"Don't let me catch them, or I'll tear them to pieces!!!"
“Uh, that’s not necessary.” Erwin raised his head, a strange look on his face, and said, “Your Highness, the Wolf Mercenary Group… has already been torn to pieces.”
“What?” Ota was taken aback.
Somewhat unbelievably, as Erwin arrived at the scene, the Knights cleared away the surrounding rubble, revealing a large pit filled with countless broken limbs and heads. Judging from the remaining clothing, it was the Wolf Mercenary Group that had been ravaging the outskirts of the capital for a long time.
“They…are all dead?!” Ota rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
This scene completely overturned his understanding.
It was initially thought that the mysterious mole was the biggest culprit in this explosion operation in the Dragon Hidden Mountains, while these vicious mercenaries were the main participants.
But looking at this tragic scene now... he would believe it if you told him they were victims caught up in it!
Chapter 129 To prevent the contract from being broken
"How could this happen? Who, who could possibly commit such a heinous act!"
Ota sighed with a wry smile, his lips curving into a groan that was harder to suppress than the spear of Gungnir.
*Beep*—Another message sounded, but this time it wasn't from the internal communication array; it came from outside the capital.
"Your Highness—"
After reading the intelligence he had received with a mixture of surprise and doubt, Erwin turned to Prince Ota, his voice trembling slightly:
"I think... I know who the real culprit is?"
"Oh? Tell me more?" Erwin's expression suddenly turned serious... Could it be that even the wolves mercenary group scattered all over the ground were just a smokescreen used by the traitor?
Who exactly are these mad thugs who could commit such horrific acts?
Erwin wiped the sweat from his brow and said carefully, "Shortly after the Wolf Mercenary Group appeared, the entire outskirts of the capital received a unified message saying... that the Hero is on the mountain stopping the Wolf Mercenary Group's actions!"
"A hero?" Ota was stunned, and for a moment he didn't react.
Who is the current hero of the Kingdom of Kur...?
That unexpected hero who won a thousand gold coins at the Hero's Ritual, that premature ejaculation hero whose divine power seemed to have a leaky valve, that guy whose head seemed to have some issues...
The forgotten names gradually surfaced with her memories, and Ota's eyes widened as an absurd thought arose in her mind.