"Oh? Is that your son, Drenvar? Your so-called Dragon heir with the SSS Dragon? Is that him?" Duke Lavi asked, rubbing his hands together. "I see. What do you think, Duke Draemir, should we put him in chains and keep him as our pet?"Duke Draemir seemed to think about it and then he sighed. "I think I would like it if he could serve me wine with a cup made from the skull of his father."The conversation chilled everyone on the battlefield. Those on the Drakemont's side felt their helplessness climb, and bleakness filled their hearts.Quinn, as well as anyone seasoned enough in those kinds of things, knew what was going on. The war had already started, but right then, it was psychological warfare.If it was a standard kind of war, Quinn would have said things to lift his own army's spirit, but he found no need. Instead, he turned his back against the two Dukes and faced the Drakemont's army.He clasped his hands and bowed to them. "From now, till the end of this war, I, Quinn Drakemont

"So... are you saying the Drakemont won the war?"The voice belonged to a young man with blue hair and sleepy-looking eyes. He sat on a simple throne of blue that radiated with intense power that made even his attendant sweat.The kneeling attendant bowed. "Yes, Grand Duke. They won it, and right now, they are the only Duke in the Western Region."The young man smiled and opened his eyes. His eyes were the deepest blue, putting pressure on anyone that looked at them. "Is that so? Tell me everything.""... and that was how they won the war. They now appear to have a War Artifact."The young man was Jaryth Rhydric, the Grand Duke of the Eastern Region. "Oh? But the War Artifact belongs to the Orcs. The same Orcs that are currently at war with each other and will not have the time to come collect their Artifact."The Dragons are finally showing their claws, eh."Jaryth Rhydric sighed. "This is troublesome. The Western Region as a whole is not powerful. They are absolutely very weak compa

The meeting held for a long time. A lot of back and forth happened. Salva contributed where he could, but mostly he left Drenvar alone to deal with things.Now that the war was over and he had, with the help of others, pulled his family one step out of doom, he was reflecting on everything that had happened and what his next step would be.For one thing, he was now greatly suspicious of Drenvar Drakemont, the Dragon Lord and Grand Duke. The man had plotted behind his back and somehow became a half Sovereign Ascended with Authorities and Law.'Isn't this the same thing as last time? Just when it seems all hope is lost, he got his hands on forbidden techniques that made it possible to summon Dragons with the help of his family's death and blood.'I find it hard to believe that he just luckily became a Sovereign Ascended. Someone was behind it all. Can it be the Shadow?''But one thing is also clear. I am still so weak. Far too weak that Drenvar can kill me anytime he wants. I was too bu

"I think you should know just as much about the Shadow from what I have told you. He had been absorbing Dragonkins since he suddenly appeared, and around the time you finished your Pathway rite, he moved here with his followers."The Shadow seems wary of you and was the one that gave the Black Accord the mission before he finally joined the Accord himself."The Shadow is a shadow. But he has his own followers, and his subordinates are pretty strong from different Advancement stages with the blessing of Shadow. That is the Shadow."Quinn nodded."Phoenix is one of the Numbered Accord. She is ranked Twenty and is in the Sovereign Ascended stage, the first crown of it.""First crown? What is that?" It was the first time he had heard something like that.But Jellyfish did not answer. "You will naturally know that. She came from one of the ancient families of the ZerylithEmpire, but her family fell a long time ago."Quinn blinked. He could not remember any of that from the history lessons

The door to the library was thrown open, and something that wore a black robe with a wide-spreading hat that covered their face appeared.Even before the door hit the ground, they were already in front of the Dragon Lord, their hand reached out and punched him in the chest so hard he slammed into the wall, blowing through it.The assassin snorted. "Do you think because you are now a half step into the Sovereign Ascended that you are powerful? Fortunately, I'm here for the Dragon!"The voice was unmistakably that of a man, and he carried a sense of danger that had Quinn's body moving before he even knew what he was doing!He shot out from his seat and towards the entrance, a black void umbrella opened behind him as he swept forward, but it was all for nothing as an invisible force grabbed hold of him, collapsing his umbrella and dragging him back, forcing him into the seat he had just vacated."You want to run? Your death is already certain, boy!"Quinn's eyes narrowed in fear. The ass