Throne of the North.

Chapter 488: Flame Dragon Knights, War of Contract
In the snow and wind, Ryan had to walk east for a while before continuing north.

"The Kingdom of Andara has the only road to the north, but there is a mountain blocking the road. Not many people know of the warthog carrying the mountain, but it is a demigod."

Ryan didn't know much about demigods before, until the appearance of Nidhogg and the battle between the tidal dragon Isabella and Surtur opened his eyes.

The frost dragon Areris had a deep hatred for Isabella, but from beginning to end, Areris did not dare to challenge the tidal dragon.

The warthog carrying the mountain on its back also makes some people who know the truth dare not approach it.

At this moment, Ryan was standing in front of the mountain.

Beside him is Allah, one of the ten legendary worshippers known as [Ivy].

"I can't leave the Andara Kingdom for the time being. In less than five months, that royal family member has been assassinated sixteen times. The Dawn Church wants to completely wipe out the Empire's faith in light and will stop at nothing."

"So, if we really want to talk about danger, I think the Church of Light is much more dangerous than here."

"It won't wake up easily."

Allah used the magician's hand to smash a huge stone towards the mountain. The huge noise caused by the collision of the stones made Ryan a little frightened and worried.

"This road is very safe. The Archbishop of Dawn has comforted it before. Without a huge stimulus, it will not dare to show its head."

Allah then said to Ryan:

"Don't underestimate the power of the Dawn. They also possess the power of blasphemy."

Ryan was surprised. He crossed the mountain with a hundred knights and attendants. Since Allah had confirmed their safety, he didn't have to worry about this demigod warthog.

Ryan thought about what Allah said for a long time along the way, until he saw round fortresses standing in the snow under the bright sunshine ahead.

Or houses.

In the snow, there were a few scattered people wearing thick white animal skins, holding bows and arrows in their hands, and some of them were carrying prey in their hands.

This is their food, and also the food for the 150 people in the village.

The only out-of-place building in the village is a small church. Such an unrealistic thing should not appear in such a snowy land, but its appearance is the hope of survival for everyone in the village.

The Frozen Territory is already the edge of the North, but here, it is completely trapped in the despair of the North.

Ryan moved forward all the way. The people here were already familiar with the flag of Rhino Horn Mountain in the army behind him. Ryan dismounted when he arrived at the church and saw the burning flames in the empty hall of the church.

“It never seems to go off.”

Ryan said in a gentle voice. There was no one else in the church except Adriana, who was kneeling in front of the flames, bathed in the snow-white holy light.

"Don't you need to eat in this state?"

Ryan asked a question bigger than the sky and the earth.

Adriana turned around, with a sacred expression that made Ryan want to take back the joke he had just made.

“The Lord’s guidance to me can eliminate all hunger.”

"Really?"

"The desires of mortals serve me no good."

Archbishop Adriana's words made Ryan frown. Why did they sound so heretical? But looking at Adriana with a sacred expression, he still didn't say it out loud.

The scary thing about this archbishop is that she sensed Ryan's thoughts.

"The evil heretics use this to confuse the piety of believers, but only a small number of God's chosen ones are qualified to absorb the Lord's glory and fill their stomachs."

The woman said, then looked at Ryan.

“You came here with great worries and need the Lord’s guidance.”

Ryan nodded.

"Do you have any allies in the Church of Dawn? The Empire and the Church have already gone to war. If the Pope's control over the Church of Dawn is still going smoothly, the Andara Kingdom and the Serra Kingdom will soon be caught in the flames of war."

Ryan's idea was simple. If he could control the army of the Holy See and the armies of the two kingdoms at the same time, he could use acting to get through this war between the Empire and the Holy See.

However, Adriana gave him the answer he least wanted to hear.

"The Church is already corrupt, and light may not bring peace. Desire and power will eventually bring disaster to everything."

"I am no longer one of the same kind as them. The holy mountain of dawn is filled with dirty deals and the deepest greed in people's hearts."

"Following the oracle of the Lord, I will dispel all the cold with fire and drown the darkness of the North with divine light."

“This is the only thing I want to do in my life.”

Adriana rejected Ryan. She had no interest in the war between the Empire and the Church.

"Then war is inevitable, but I hope you can give me something."

"An identity."

Ryan looked behind him and saw the bard Sven came out.

"I want to give him an identity within the Dawn Church. This should be easy for you."

No matter what Adriana herself thinks, first of all, she is the archbishop of the Holy See, and secondly, she has a strong favor from the God of Dawn.

Adriana glanced at Sven, and the next moment, holy light fell from the void, forming a fiery red mark on Sven's forehead.

That is the mark of fire.

"No one would doubt his identity as a believer of the Dawn."

Adriana said this, and Ryan frowned. He would not doubt that he was a believer, but could the clergy of the Dawn Church doubt his position?

In the true divine power, people are ranked according to their devout belief in the gods and the holy light they give back to the gods. However, the current Dawn Church...

The hereditary authority allows the Pope to always sit high in the clouds on the Holy Mountain.

He is less like a pope and more like an emperor.

Ryan left the snowy village in the north, his horse galloping non-stop towards the province of Calais.

It took Ryan three days to reach his former hometown at a very fast speed. The Earldom of Clayton was very large, but most of the territory was in the mountain range where a giant dragon once lived.

A group of hundreds of fully armed knights galloped inside this huge dragon-slaying city. Lord Ryan dismounted in front of the castle and quickly headed towards Earl Clayton's study.

"Father."

"I heard that His Majesty the Emperor has released Brother Aatrox. This is truly a cause for joy."

Lord Clayton looked at Ryan and replied:
"That is the power of the Grand Pope of Light. His Majesty the Emperor is merely exercising his right of exemption."

"Is what you said true?"

Lord Clayton, not so concerned about his children, asks about the story in Ryan's letter.

"It is true. Surtur of Twilight has restricted those two great beings. He is my ally. At present, it seems that the followers of Twilight will not overwhelm the land I control."

"But my current strength is not enough to launch an effective attack in the war between the dragons and the followers of the dusk. My army cannot fight against the dragons on the ocean."

Strictly speaking, Llane's army could not deal with a few dragons. The battle record of the Frost Giant Tribe and the Frost Dragon Areris was much more exciting than that of humans.

After a moment's silence, Lord Clayton took out a contract.

"I will make a deal with you in my capacity as Earl Clayton in exchange for the right to wage war on that world." Ryan solemnly extended his hand, on which was a badge of Ryan's surname.

At this moment, the two nobles, father and son, branded their emblems on the contract. As the contract turned to ashes, an invisible force surrounded the two men.

After a moment, the power of the contract disappeared, and Ryan and the other man sat down again.

"You are really lucky, or maybe it's not luck."

Earl Clayton said to Ryan that he was not shocked that Ryan could encounter a powerful alien world, but he was surprised at the speed at which Ryan encountered the alien world.

"Every powerful noble, royal family, and royal family of Flor that you know of on the Norris continent, they all inherited the legacy of the Pan-Plane War of the Gods."

"One world after another has become the foundation for us great nobles to rise up and confront the Church."

"For more than a hundred years, we have obtained the value of those worlds at all costs. We are the hunters, and the other worlds are the prey."

"If you want to become a great noble in an empire, hunting for other worlds is essential."

"You have completed the most important condition."

"If you can become a powerful noble in the north, then Earl Clayton will have a greater chance of becoming the fifth Grand Duke of the Empire."

"Clayton's bloodline will become one of the most noble bloodlines in the empire."

This is why Earl Clayton pays more and more attention to Ryan. The Earl Clayton family is now planning to become the fifth Grand Duke of the Empire, and he needs to expand his branches and cast a wide net.

But now it seems that among this wide net, a big fish like Ryan has emerged.

This is what surprised Earl Clayton. The efforts of one Clayton bloodline are not as good as the efforts of two Clayton bloodlines.

"I will follow the contract and wage war on another world."

At this moment, the Sky Fire Dragon let out a deafening roar, and in the study, Earl Clayton stood up and became extremely majestic.

Deep in the castle, Ryan followed behind the Earl's father, watching the vortex formed by the surrounding flames. Finally, the two of them were submerged in it.

The view suddenly became vast, as clear as the blue sky and white clouds. The distant earth was full of emerald green vitality, and even the fragrance of the soil permeated out.

Ryan saw an uneven field. Perhaps it was a hilly area, but due to some terrible force, it became much gentler, and even the mountain peaks were lying on the ground.

This is an alien world controlled by the Earl of Clayton's family.

Ryan saw snow-capped mountains at the end of the distant skyline, shrouded in a hazy sea of ​​clouds and difficult to see.

"The North covers every world, so I'm surprised to hear you say that there is no North in that world."

“There aren’t many resources here, but this world is the most indispensable place for Clayton.”

Earl Clayton said this, and the next moment, the sea of ​​clouds tore apart, and the terrifying fire dragon Eristman descended and landed in front of the two of them.

Stepping on the dragon's back, Ryan felt the strong wind in his ears. Soon, he saw dense black spots on the ground beneath his feet, like ants moving in one direction.

Those were not ants, but an army, the extraordinary army of the Earl of Clayton's family.

The giant dragon advanced in the sea of ​​clouds, and tens of thousands of terrifying cavalrymen under its feet were also galloping wildly on the ground. The iron hooves of the Highland warhorses trampled all obstacles and crushed them. Countless amounts of mud were in the direction of their galloping. The fragrance of mud that Ryan had smelled before came from here.

The giant dragon landed on a broken mountain, and tens of thousands of knights also stopped in front of the broken mountain.

"Glory to Clayton!!!"

The shout of one knight drew the shouts of tens of thousands of knights.

"Glory to Clayton!!!"

The Knights of the Flame Dragon. This was the first name Ryan heard when he came to this world. This was the name of this extraordinary legion. They could cross three thousand miles of the northern border of the orcs and slaughter mammoth people. They were the most powerful foundation of the Earl of Clayton's family.

Clayton, a dazzling bloodline of the Flor Empire, is glorious because of them.

This is Earl Clayton, who was brought up by his father. At the moment, tens of thousands of eyes were staring at him, making Ryan's breathing quicken.

Earl Clayton remained calm and composed, with a giant dragon hovering in the sky above his head until a small group of knights arrived on the Broken Mountain.

"Father."

Ivar Clayton, the second blood of the Earl, is also the successor to the Earldom when the Earl is away from the territory and the heir, Aatrox, is imprisoned in the Imperial prison.

He is also the only heir of Earl Clayton's bloodline who has the talent of a magician.

"Ryan, you're back too."

Ivar gestured to Ryan, using aristocratic etiquette, indicating that Ryan was no longer his younger brother and the earl's child, but a nobleman.

"Brother Ivar, long time no see."

Looking at the tens of thousands of Flame Dragon Knights below, Ryan also understood why Earl Clayton said that this world was an absolutely indispensable alien dimension for Clayton.

Because the Clayton family needed a piece of land like this where the cavalry could gallop, and this was the only piece of land that Clayton controlled.

Without this place, these tens of thousands of extraordinary legions that can bring fear to legends can only run wildly in the earldom. In such a scene, the nobles will collectively doubt and fear such a terrible extraordinary legion.

"They can go anytime."

When Lord Clayton said this, Ryan swallowed his saliva, feeling envious.

"Don't you need to prepare food and fodder?"

For such a large army, the logistics should be very complicated.

"They will get all the supplies on the way to the war."

Earl Clayton said this, and just a few words made Ryan feel infinite cruelty.

This army has no burdens. Even the war horses themselves will become food if they lose their combat effectiveness during the war.

The extraordinary legion is not called the extraordinary legion because of its number, but because of its extraordinary characteristics.

Just like the Stag Legion, after Ryan's various blessings, they maxed out their attributes and skills, and with the supply of Northern war horses and the forging of weapons and equipment, they truly entered the ranks of the extraordinary legion.

The Flame Dragon Knights don't have as many blessings as Ryan to stack up various basic attributes, but they have characteristics that look extraordinary.

The dragon's stomach.

That is the power that Ryan gained after refining one tenth of the dragon's heart.

Ryan even suspected that the extraordinary characteristics of the Flame Dragon Knight Corps were not limited to this one.

Earl Clayton didn't say anything, and Ryan didn't bother to ask. After all, he was already the head of the Ryan family.

Ryan put on the crown of the Dragon Emperor, and an ancient and noble power enveloped him. The fire dragons suddenly fell to the ground, and the blood flowed back from each of the tens of thousands of Fire Dragon Knights.

He stretched out his hand, and invisibly, just like the Dragon Emperor who once sat on the throne like a human king, his dragon claws penetrated deep into the skeleton and tore open the space in front of him. A crack hundreds of meters long appeared in this world.

There are only three keys leading to Nidhoggr. Their scarcity represents the power of the keys, as they can open the portal back to the dragon's hometown at any time.

"Nidhoggr..."

The fire dragon opened its eyes wide and stared at the crack. It smelled an ancient scent.

"His Majesty the Demon Dragon has awakened..."

It said this, catching both Ryan and Earl Clayton off guard.

(End of this chapter)