Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 97 Royal Invitation

The city of Goebenland fell.

This tragedy that shocked Faerun spread across the entire continent at an alarming speed on the third day.

The popes of all the major churches of good gods have issued extremely severe condemnations to the Imbutu royal family for this matter. The Church of Dawn has even sent an investigation team composed of holy warriors and priests to Imbutu to thoroughly investigate the matter.

In fact, the last disaster that broke out in Degen City had already attracted the attention of the major churches of good gods, but at that time, the planner was clearly identified as a wizard from Sel, and it did not cause too tragic consequences, so the matter was left unresolved.

Do not underestimate the power of Cell. As a powerful country of mages, the force that Cell can mobilize is extremely huge. If it were not for Leatherman, a powerful country also ruled by spellcasters, which has been fighting with Cell to the death, Cell's iron hoof would probably have trampled all over the surrounding countries long ago.

Although the status of the Church of the Gods is lofty, it is also a rule that mortals are well aware of that gods cannot interfere in the world. If any church of a good god goes crazy and really wants to fight with Cel, then Cel's millions of undead armies and hundreds of high-level wizards will let the other side know how powerful the wizards are.

But now the situation is different.

The demon sealed in Gobenlan escaped and killed tens of thousands of people in the entire city. The nature of this crime was extremely bad. What was even worse was that the person who broke the seal was actually the sister of the Regent Chief Justice of the Inbutu Kingdom, one of their own people!

No matter what, resisting demons is the bottom line of all the major churches of good gods. Even if the demon has been captured by Sazas Tan, the result has already happened.

"I'm afraid the Inbutu royal family will be in trouble this time."

In Rosa Castle, Schneider was standing in front of Nemesis and sighed.

Nemesis looked up at the newly joined red-robed wizard. As an archon of Cel, Schneider not only had a wealth of arcane knowledge, but also had a very clear understanding of the international political situation.

Lothrien on the side felt a hint of threat. He also felt that this new outsider was quickly replacing his position in the heart of the Scroll Dragon. The half-elf took this very seriously and would never allow himself to become a burden to his master.

"It is said that the Church of the God of Nobility has sent people to join the investigation team of the Church of Dawn." Schneider said playfully.

Loslien's pupils shrank, and he looked at Schneider and said, "They are here too?!"

Schneider nodded, and explained to Nemesis's puzzled expression:

"The Church of the God of Nobles is the most effective protector of the nobles and even the royal family in the mortal kingdom. It is also the first line of defense that prevents the Church of the Gods from interfering in the mortal kingdom."

"It seems that the actions of the Inbutu royal family have even aroused the disgust of the Church of the God of Nobility, causing them to choose to stand on the side of the Dawn Church."

The silver-haired boy sitting in front of the desk raised his slender white fingers and played with the gyroscope in his hand, seeming to be thinking about something in his dim eyes.

Nemesis understood that the transaction between the Inbutu royal family and Sel was likely discovered by the Church of the Gods.

For these shepherds of the gods, no crime is more infuriating than trading with the gods' followers.

The Kingdom of Imbutu is a country where people generally believe in the Mother Earth Goddess [Chantia] and the Silver Mother Goddess [Selune]. This is why many ordinary people here always say "Chantia bless you", because they are all believers of the Mother Earth Goddess.

But Copenhagen is different.

This city, once ruled by Sel, was liberated hundreds of years ago by a powerful professional who believed in the Lord of Dawn. After Gobenlan returned to the embrace of Inbutu, in order to thank that powerful man, the city of Gobenlan established the Church of Dawn, and every city lord has been promoting the belief in the Lord of Dawn.

Today's Gobenlan has long been the territory of the Church of the Dawn. It is no exaggeration to say that among the tens of thousands of citizens who died, more than 80% were believers of the Lord of the Dawn!

This is also the reason why the Dawn Church is so angry.

After being blessed by Selûne a few days ago, Nemesis began to understand the position of faith in the hearts of gods.

True divine power, how terrifying it is. A mere crystal of condensed divine power can actually affect the existence of the magic web that runs through the multiverse, temporarily opening up the authority to release spells as high as the ninth ring.

Such terrifying energy is the product of the gods' processing of faith.

In fact, after understanding the true divine power, Nemesis felt the throbbing of the virtual Infinity Crown for the first time. The second gem was faintly visible, and it sensed the possible existence of a miracle.

Even though it has not witnessed this miracle with its own eyes.

Nemesis walked to the window and looked at the road outside. After facing the invincible demon, for the first time, he had a clear desire for his future direction.

He hopes to become a god, hopes to control the power with infinite possibilities, and he will become a dragon that controls everything!
But before that, let’s set a small goal.

Let me be the dragon behind the scenes that rules this kingdom.
Nemesis thought so.

"Perhaps, I should accept their invitation and go to the capital."

Nemesis took out a letter inlaid with gorgeous gold foil. It was a letter sent by the royal family to Rosa Castle. They sincerely invited Nemesis to visit the royal capital.

Although Juan Celong's two attempts to save the people of Inbutu were not necessarily out of pure kindness, they also made the great nobles in the royal capital want to make friends with him.

The one favored by God, the scroll dragon, the hero who saved Degen City, these labels can be said to be green lights for those politically sensitive nobles.

There is never a shortage of giant dragons that are friendly to human factions in the continent of Faerun, and the major kingdoms are often willing to offer benefits to make friends with such dragons. After all, the only shortcoming of such a powerful monster is greed for money. To those nobles, it is like having no shortcomings. Who doesn't want money!

Nemesis was not disgusted by this, as he had not forgotten that the reward promised to him by the royal family had not yet been fulfilled! With a "bang", the door suddenly opened, and Segna walked in carelessly and sat on the sofa.

"I said, the surface is really boring, I want to go back."

Segna complained. She began to hate life on the ground. The sunlight was too glaring, the streets around her were too clean, and she had to be trapped in her human form every day.

Nemesis was somewhat helpless about this. Although Segna had already appeared in front of the army, the army had already left Degen City after Sel withdrew his troops. Loga also took over his father's position and continued to lead the army to attack Cesk.

The remaining citizens of Degen City had no idea that a black dragon was wandering around the city they lived in. In order to ensure that the citizens did not panic, Nemesis strictly ordered Sgena not to change back to her original form.

Of course, he himself is different. As the hero who saved Degen City, he would transform back into his original form from time to time every day and fly over Degen City. Not only did he not cause panic, but he also made the citizens who saw him kneel down and praise the name of "White Secret".

This made Sgena jealous and almost crazy. The name she carefully designed, [Tide of Corrosion], was only known by that green ghost woman until now. The dragon was so angry that it was going to die!

"Are you about to fall asleep?" Nemesis glanced at Sgena and found that the magic power around her was somewhat turbulent, which was a sign that she was about to fall asleep.

The black dragon nodded weakly and said, "I want to go back underground. It's too uncomfortable to sleep here. I can't sleep without my gold coins and treasures spread under my scales and accompany me as I sleep."

Nemesis was somewhat speechless and waved his hand in disdain: "Got it, you go back first."

Signa's eyes lit up and she walked away happily.

Nemesis put the letter away. Losrien, who was standing beside him, seemed to remember something and called him.

"Master, if you go to the capital this time, you can try to contact Prince Ryan."

"Prince Ryan?" Nemesis asked doubtfully.

Loslien nodded and said, "You should know that my mother was once a noble from the Elf King's Court."

"When she was traveling in the mainland, she met my father, a royal family member of Inbutu, and gave birth to me."

"In fact, Prince Ryan is my peer. Prince Ryan's father is my father's cousin."

Nemesis was a little surprised and said, "Logically speaking, you are also of royal blood, how could this happen?"

Loslien shrugged. Although he did have a good social status as an eighth-level wizard, there was still a big gap compared to a member of the royal family of the kingdom.

"I am a half-elf." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Losrien's eyes.

He has always been proud of his elven bloodline, but the Inbutu royal family, as a long-standing human royal family, does not really like mixed-bloods like him.

Although Loslien looks young, he is actually not young anymore. After all, if his father were still alive, he would be about the same age as the current King of Inbutu, Saint Delis.

"Since my father's death, the royal family has not given me the corresponding status. Instead, they have only given me the option of becoming a hereditary viscount with my own fiefdom."

"I was also arrogant at that time and looked down on the royal family's charity. I decisively chose to refuse it and lived a wandering life relying on the books left by my mother." Loslien said with a wry smile.

If you ask him if he has any regrets, the answer is definitely yes. If he, a scheming half-elf who has experienced the hardships of society, were allowed to choose now, he would most likely accept the royal title, which is better than his past when he had nothing.

"Prince Ryan was my childhood playmate. Although I probably don't have much face to talk about with him, after all, we haven't seen each other for nearly 50 years."

"But he is still a good person." When he said this, a trace of nostalgia flashed in Loslien's eyes.

The concept of time of the immortals is different from that of humans. For him, a half-elf, fifty years is just a stage in life, but for humans, it is a huge change.

The silver-haired boy tilted his head, staring at Loslien with his dim eyes. The wizard's words made him feel strange. What did "not bad" mean, and why did he want to contact a "not bad" person?
The other party's mentality at this moment was even more incomprehensible to him.

"To fight for the interests of your childhood playmate?" There was a hint of confusion in the dragon's eyes. Was there a problem with the control of the Mind Gem? The apostle's proposal was made for other people.

No, there is no problem with the power of the mind. Nemesis closed his eyes and felt it.

He did not sense fear, tension, or uneasiness in the other person's heart, and Loslien was not worried that his little thoughts would be discovered.

He sincerely believed that there was no harm in his master's contact with Prince Ryan, and he was willing to advise his master to do so for the benefit of his childhood playmate.

Nemesis gained a new understanding of the minimum control of mental power.

When the interests of the master are not involved, the apostles may also be inclined due to their own selfish motives.

"I understand." The young man gently put down the letter and replied as if nothing had happened.

After all, they are my own relatives. As long as they don't cross the bottom line, it's okay to satisfy this small request.

(End of this chapter)