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

Chapter 130 The Black Dragon's Counterattack, the Birth of the Bully Monster (3.3k)

Linor was right.

A major event has indeed occurred in Starfall City recently: Karen intends to hunt down the black dragon Malcolm and kill the beast completely.

A map of the entire eastern region was spread out on the table, the yellowed pages densely marked with defense zones and outposts.

Standing on the other side, Cedric raised his hand and pressed it against the edge of the map, his brow furrowed, and retorted incredulously, "Your Highness Karen, I disagree!"

"You should know that Malcolm's territory happens to be a natural buffer zone between the Star Kingdom and the Crimson Empire's Elijah territory!"

Cedric took a deep breath, then puffed out his beard, glared, and slammed his staff into the ground.

"That black dragon is our mortal enemy, but with him around, there is room for maneuver on our border with the Crimson Empire."

"Malcolm is entrenched here, and although it's disgusting, it has effectively separated Elia's territory from Bloodhoof. If the Crimson Empire wants to invade us, it must pass through the Black Swamp Forest and the Kingdom of the Black Dragons."

After seven years of recuperation, Cedric has now recovered most of his lost essence, and his complexion is rosy, clearly indicating that he is in excellent condition.

As a spellcaster who has reached the pinnacle of the Heroic rank, Cedric is not incompetent.

He had countless opportunities to cause trouble for the black dragon Malcolm.

Even if the black dragon has high magic resistance, it can still cause a lot of trouble for the black dragon.

But why didn't he make a move?

If this black dragon escapes, the territories of the Crimson Empire and the Starshine Kingdom will once again border each other.

What does this mean?

This means that the Crimson Empire's iron cavalry could instantly cross the border between the two sides, and could even use the border as an excuse to constantly provoke each other.

This is troublesome, this is extremely troublesome.

"Your Highness Karen, we are no match for the Crimson Empire. Do you still dream of reclaiming Elia? Of regaining our kingdom?"

Karen, who was being questioned, stood on the other side of the table. The 25-year-old was tall and upright with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and had a resolute and sharp demeanor.

He wore armor made of red dragon scales, and the magic runes engraved in the center of his breastplate gave him great magic resistance and physical defense.

Seven years have passed, and the youthful naiveté and recklessness have faded away, leaving only the sharp edge of a young man tempered by bloodshed.

Karen lowered her eyes and stared at the boundary lines of the Black Swamp Forest on the map: "Grandpa Cedric, you only see the bad, but not the good."

"How many Levi and Long-eared people are imprisoned under Elia's rule?"

"They tried to escape to Starshine, but were stopped by the black dragon of Blackswamp Forest."

"Malcolm doesn't care what race you are. Anyone who steps into his territory will either be engulfed by dragon breath or become nourishment for his lair."

He looked up at Cedric, his voice firm and resolute: "Kill Malcolm, and the Blackswamp will be free of the evil dragon blocking its path, allowing the Levi and Long-eared tribes of Elia to escape along the route."

"As for the conflict with the Crimson Empire, rest assured, I will handle it."

Cedric's brow furrowed even more, unmoved by Karen's confidence: "No! This is non-negotiable! I disagree."

The candlelight illuminated his solemn face: "You're thinking too hastily! The safest approach is to wait until I've steadily entered the legendary realm, wait fifteen years!"

"In these fifteen years, you have honed your foundation, while I have strived for legendary status. Those children in the kingdom who are still in swaddling clothes or in school will also be able to fully grow up."

Seven years have passed since the implementation of the grain tax policy.

The kingdom has many children aged six and under, who form the foundation of Starshine. Starshine's future requires time to grow.

"Fifteen years from now, they will become knights, spellcasters, and the future of all professions, and will be the main force in pioneering."

"With legendary combatants in command, we'll be confident in slaying the Black Dragon, taking in refugees, and resisting the Crimson Empire!"

Cedric slammed his hand on the map, landing on the heart of the Star Kingdom: "Make your move now! I haven't broken through to Legendary level yet; I can't protect this kingdom!"

"Your Highness Karen, you are the hope of Starshine. You cannot gamble your own life and the stability of the entire kingdom on this uncertain future!"

Cedric paused, looking at the sharpness in Karen's eyes, and softened his tone: "The blood feud must be avenged, the refugees must be saved, and Elijah must be taken back."

"But all of this has to wait for the right time! Fifteen years, I'll wait with you, the kingdom will wait with you, but we absolutely cannot take this risk now!"

Karen's sharp brows held a hint of anger, but she didn't immediately retort.

Cedric's words were all very insightful and to the point.

But the deep-seated hatred and the expectations of his people made him unable to wait fifteen years any longer.

Unable to contain the surging anger in her chest, Karen suddenly looked up.

"But that damned black dragon, are we just going to watch him breed predatory monsters near his lair?"

The Leper Monster, a creature that looks like a giant cockroach, is the Black Dragon Malcolm's counterattack against the Starshine Kingdom.

This creature can awaken a distorted fear deep within people's hearts, and its lifelong pursuit is to destroy all that is beautiful and kind in the world.

They mainly live in forest or underground environments and are a derivative of human fear.

Whenever fear overwhelms the emotions of intelligent life, or when fear affects a particular area, one or more monsters that prey on the weak are born.

Those who escaped from the territory of Iraq were all consumed by fear, yet at the same time harbored hope and longed for salvation.

Those who tried to escape were practically made prey for bullies.

The road that had been painstakingly cleared was now occupied by a group of monsters that preyed on the weak.

The Leper Monster avoids bright light, can sense nearby dark and shadowy areas, and can teleport between two dark areas to ambush its prey or escape during a hunt.

These creatures, born from the shadows, are extremely difficult to eradicate.

It's one thing to be difficult to eradicate them, but it just wastes more time.

What Karen found most unacceptable was that the Leper Monster would bring humanoid creatures back to its lair to torture them.

Once a humanoid succumbs to the mental torture inflicted by the tyrant, he will transform into an evil, mature tyrant.

The weakling monster that the Knights killed with a single sword strike was likely one of their own kind, who had fled from Elia's territory with hope, and was subsequently tormented and transformed by the weakling monster.

That black crawler is absolutely disgusting!

"Grandpa Cedric!" Karen said through gritted teeth, "You should know the despair with which the Levi and Long-eared people who fled from Elia embarked on their escape."

"The Blood Empire's blade relentlessly pursued them; their bones were steeped in an indelible fear, filled with hope only to be plunged into despair!"

He raised his hand and pointed sharply at the path along the edge of the Black Swamp Forest on the map: "In recent years, they have been able to bypass the Dragon's Nest and risk their lives to enter the Starshine Kingdom through the forest edge path."

"But what about now?"

"The monsters that prey on the weak are everywhere, turning the edge of the Black Swamp Forest into a living hell! They haven't left them a single way out!"

Karen's pent-up anger exploded, and her aura surged dramatically.

"I can wait fifteen years, but can my people, struggling on the brink of life and death, wait? Malcolm, that evil dragon—"

""

That beast deserves to die!!

"If I don't take action, the sharpness in my heart will be worn down by this thought, and I will even be distracted at times when I am training and fighting monsters."

A spirit of unwavering determination is a non-renewable resource.

If Karen chooses to compromise, his fighting spirit will melt away during the long ordeal.

He had a strong premonition.

If he doesn't kill this black dragon soon, he might miss the chance to become a legend.

Unlike mages, knights' knowledge deepens with age, much like fine wine that increases with age.

If Karen cannot break through to the Legendary level before the age of 40, then when her physical strength declines, she will lose the opportunity to break through for life.

This campaign is fueled by Karen's hatred for the Black Dragon and her desire to save the future.

Cedric's heart sank as he looked at the fury burning in Karen's eyes, a fury that seemed to consume everything.

He knew the boy's personality all too well.

Once a decision has been made in one's mind, there's no going back. Trying to change it by speaking up again might only backfire and strengthen his resolve to attack.

If anyone can persuade him—

Cedric looked at the sleeping Puser; the commotion inside the palace had not disturbed the enormous beast lying deep within the Dragon King's court.

At this moment, Puse was already twenty-one meters long, and its dark blue scales, covered with fine luster, were covered with a layer of black soft light.

It shimmered faintly with starlight.

When its wings fold up, they resemble a cascading ribbon of silk from the heavens. Even in its deep sleep, its coiled posture exudes the immense power and majesty of a dragon.

Cedric no longer hesitated, and without the slightest beating around the bush, he spoke directly: "Your Highness Puse, what are your thoughts on the matter of defeating the Black Dragon?"

The eyelids covered in dark blue scales slowly opened, revealing icy blue vertical pupils that showed no sign of sleepiness, but it still pretended to yawn.

"My thoughts?"

Seeing that the blue dragon wasn't pretending to be asleep, Cedric saw an opportunity: "Yes, I implore you to overturn Karen's will and stop this campaign."

"Malcolm is powerful, with numerous servants throughout the Black Swamp Forest, and the vast swamp is the natural territory of that evil dragon."

"What we should do is wait, not take risks at this moment. Your Highness, please persuade Karen not to have such thoughts."

He stared intently at the blue dragon, feeling that only the dragon's presence could overwhelm Karen's anger.

Unexpectedly, a cold sneer flashed across Cedric's icy blue vertical pupils, arrogantly shattering his expectations on the spot.

"Venom? Why should I veto it?"

Cedric's hope froze instantly, only to hear the blue dragon continue, "Malcolm has been entrenched in the Blackswamp for years, and he has already found a way to die."

His tone was full of disdain for the black dragon: "Killed it, so what? Why think so much? Just kill it directly."

After so many years of careful cultivation, it's time to cash in on the farm.

Puse only complained that things weren't chaotic enough. If neither side was using their brains, how could they possibly prevent the war from starting?

Cedric was struck dumb, standing there stunned for a long time, his face full of astonishment.

Karen was taken aback at first, then her anger instantly turned into ecstasy, and all her pent-up frustration dissipated.

Young Karen suddenly threw her head back and let out a hearty laugh, patting her chest in a loud response, her tone full of high spirits.

"Haha, good! You're absolutely right! That black dragon should have been killed long ago!"

He looked at Pu Se with a hearty smile and full of sincerity, and made a loud promise.

"Once I slay that damned black reptile Malcolm and raze his lair to the ground, all the black dragon's treasures will be yours!"

A bright light flashed in Puse's icy blue vertical pupils, and the languidness he had just maintained vanished completely, his massive head slightly raised.

The starlight on the dark blue scales suddenly lit up, revealing the dragons' blatant covetousness for treasure.

His deep dragon language was tinged with obvious satisfaction, and the last syllable of his voice carried a hint of lightness.

"Hmph, at least you're sensible."

Such a sure-fire way to make money is unparalleled on this entire continent.

He just needs to wait for the harvest.

"This way, we can get rid of Malcolm, that pesky black dragon, seize all the treasures he's accumulated over a century, and even gain evolution points."