I am a wicked dragon, and you want me to fall into goodness?

Chapter 103 The Evil Dragon Isn't So Easy to Talk To (3k)

Gabriella walked slowly to the head of the long table and sat down, turning her body slightly to the side.

Her long golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her emerald green eyes gazed calmly at Karen.

Without beating around the bush, she directly exposed the boy's pretense of "eagerly listening in": "Your Highness Karen."

"Your visit today must have been for more than just joining the negotiations, right?"

In the living room fireplace, the firewood crackled softly, casting long and short shadows of the two people.

Leon and his two long-eared confidants immediately tensed up, their hands on their sword hilts, their eyes warily fixed on Karen, fearing that the Levi prince might suddenly attack.

Karen's smile faltered slightly, but she quickly regained her cheerful demeanor.

He showed no embarrassment at being exposed; instead, he calmly met Gabriella's gaze and slowly walked to the other side of the long table to sit down.

"Princess Gabriella is indeed wise." He chuckled, his voice carrying a maturity beyond his years. "I am actually more of a persuader."

A servant carried hot tea and snacks into the living room, carefully placed them on the long table, bowed, and withdrew, gently closing the door behind him.

Karen picked up a cup of hot tea, gently blew on the steam rising from the water, but her gaze, through the rising steam, fell on Gabriella.

"I think you've already witnessed Prince Puse's toughness."

"They imprisoned a king of a friendly nation in the embassy, ​​surrounded it so tightly that he was not even allowed to speak a word to his people."

Gabriella didn't touch anything on the tea table: "So, what are you here for? To apologize to me?"

Karen gently shook her head: "You should know that I'm not trying to persuade you about these things, but about the establishment of the Starshine Royal Court."

"Gabriella, Elia has fallen again. As for why I say 'again,' as royalty, you should know about a much longer history."

Gabriella's beautiful brows furrowed instantly, and a clear ripple passed through her eyes, no longer the unfathomable calm that had been before.

Karen took in all of her reactions.

"The destruction of Elijah was never accidental, just like the Kingdom of Hunter hundreds of years ago. Everything was destined under the will of the empire."

Hunter!

Gabriella Linxi Hunter's surname was also the former name of the Long-eared Tribe.

"In that long history, the Levi, Conrad, and Emir entered the territory of the Long-eared people and received your protection."

"But later, the empire's iron cavalry descended again, and the kingdom established by the Long-Eared Tribe was destroyed. I know that in the Long-Eared Tribe's records, it will definitely be considered that we brought this disaster."

Karen took a sip of her black tea and set the cup down. "Is that really true?"

"I got the answer from much earlier history. No, that's not it."

"The Crimson Empire and the Holy Radiance Empire have been at war for thousands of years over this continent."

"The Crimson Empire has never been able to advance south, and to the north lies the cold, snowy plains."

"If they choose to expand, they can only wage war in the east or invade the west."

"The historical Kingdom of Hunter, and now Elia, are both located in the western part of the empire —"

The nobles of the long-eared tribe looked at each other, many of whom had heard of this history, and let out a deep sigh.

According to the records of the Long-eared Tribe, the Levi, Conrad, and Emir were all treacherous and faithless.

After receiving protection from the Long-Eared Tribe, they broke their promise and, lacking any courage in the face of the vast empire, immediately chose to flee.

Since then, the Long-Eared Clan have also become exiles, abandoning their territory and transforming from masters of a former kingdom into part of Elia.

Mutual support is real, but so is backstabbing.

"It's like a curse." Karen's voice suddenly lowered, carrying a sense of fatalism.

Looking through the living room window towards the snow-covered horizon, one can almost see the blood-red iron cavalry that shattered mountains and rivers thousands of years ago.

"As long as the kingdoms in the west prosper to a certain extent, knights of the Crimson Empire will inevitably emerge in the surrounding areas."

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"This is how the Kingdom of Hunter fell, and this is how Elijah fell."

"After Elia's destruction, those who were unable to escape—the Long-eared, the Levi, the Emir, and the Spencers—will become slaves."

"Even the Conrades, who have always surrendered, only retained their nobility."

"Most commoners could not escape the same fate, being transported in cartloads to the heart of the Crimson Empire to be enjoyed by the nobles."

In the Crimson Empire, only those immortal bloodlines who have gained the favor of the Crimson Moon and acquired the "immortal" trait can be called nobles.

Therefore, when Karen talks about enjoying something, she means actually serving it at the table and tasting it.

He spoke these words calmly, as if he cared nothing for these former kinsmen.

"Thus we have arrived at an extremely cruel truth: Elijah was destined to be served on the dinner table of the Crimson Empire from the moment of her birth."

Does the Crimson Empire not want to exterminate them? Don't they understand the consequences of leaving them as a threat?

No, if they kill them all, then the missing food can only be distributed from within the empire.

If we kill them all, how can we properly take over the newly developed territory of Elia?

From the perspective of the Crimson Empire, it's like asking, "How come new territories and new food suddenly appear outside the border?"

Oh, these are free-range animals, so there's no problem with that.

"They've fallen to this level—"

Karen's gaze slowly swept over the solemn faces of the long-eared tribe members in the living room, finally settling on Gabriella's emerald green eyes, which were swirling with complex emotions.

"Should the two races truly continue to be hostile to each other, with their royal courts remaining independent?"

"The Long-Eared Tribe resented the Levi's treachery," and the Levi, too, have carried the burden of infamy for centuries in the dust of history.

He raised his fingertip and pointed to the snow-covered land to the east outside the window.

"But can hatred stop the Crimson Empire's iron cavalry? Can it bring back to life those people who were transported to the heart of the empire as 'food'?"

"cannot."

Karen answered her own question with a resolute and unwavering voice, carrying an irrefutable force.

"The royal courts are independent of each other and fight their own battles. On the surface, they are protecting the dignity of their clans, but in reality, they are pushing their own people step by step to the table of the Crimson Empire."

His gaze fell on Gabriella again: "The destruction of the Hunter Kingdom and the destruction of Elijah have proven with the blood of countless people that the only end of this road is destruction."

Other long-eared nobles lowered their heads, while others bit their lips tightly or touched their noses, their eyes flickering.

Gabriella slowly raised her head, her emerald green eyes meeting Karen's gaze: "Your Highness Karen."

"What you want is for the Long-Eared Clan to submit to the Levi, and for a Starry Royal Court to be established with the Levi as its supreme ruler?"

Before he could finish speaking, the wooden door to the living room was violently smashed open by a forceful thud.

"Wrong."

Poseidon has just returned from a massacre.

The firelight in the stove flickered suddenly, and a figure more than two meters long slowly stepped in, casting a huge shadow on the wall.

"In the dragon's kingdom, it is only natural to establish a Starry Royal Court with me as the supreme ruler."

"Whether they are Levi, Long-eared, Spencers, or Emirs—"

"All the races living on this land will be my subjects, Phuthe."

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"I don't need your unity, I don't need your reconciliation, I only need your submission!"

"Gabriella!" Pousser really disliked this cramped place, where he couldn't move around freely, and his tone became extremely cold.

"You now have two choices: either bring your long-eared tribe and submit to me, becoming part of the Starshine Royal Court, in exchange for the lives of your people."

"Either you continue to be a prisoner, watching your people being killed one by one by my Red Fang Knights, becoming stepping stones for unifying the regime."

Almost the instant Puse finished speaking, Leon drew his longsword from its sheath.

"Your Highness Gabriella!"

Leon suddenly took a step forward, firmly protecting Gabriella behind him.

Two long-eared confidants behind him also drew their swords at the same time, surrounding Gabriella in the center.

Karen's face darkened instantly, and he stood up from his seat almost at the same time Leon drew his sword.

He slowly straightened up, his gaze shifting to the three men—Leon, Gabriella, and his voice suddenly hardened: "Knights of the Long-Eared Clan, sheath your swords immediately!"

"Since we have received the favor of the Star Dragon, there is no reason for us to point our blades at the offspring of His Majesty Kavismas."

Leon and his knights were at a loss for what to do. Just as the three were caught in a dilemma, Gabriella gave the order.

"Leon, sheathe your sword."

"Your Highness! But—"

"Sheathe your sword," Gabriella repeated. "That's an order."

Puse's eyes were fixed on Leon: "I don't like it when someone points a sword at me."

The blue dragon approached Karen: "Gabriella, if you refuse to submit now, I will kill him immediately."

Gabriella's gaze swept over the pale-faced members of her tribe behind her: "Your Highness Puse, I need some time to think."

"This is not a transaction, but a matter concerning the future and destiny of the entire Long-Eared Tribe."

"I cannot send my people into the unknown based on a momentary decision."

The fireplace in the living room was still burning brightly, the firewood crackling, but it couldn't warm the stagnant air.

Upon hearing this, Pu Se's lips curled into a cruel smile: "Time? No, I'm not giving you a choice, I'm giving you a command."

"I'm not as easy to talk to as Karen, who will give you a long lecture. Either you nod and submit now, and let your Long-Eared Clan become a part of my Starry Court."

"Either watch your knight die before your eyes, and then lead your people down the same path of destruction as Elijah."

"I don't have the patience to wait for a predetermined answer."

The blue dragon's words were icy: "Now, tell me, will you choose submission or destruction?"

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