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

Chapter 83 Hehe, I want to see rivers of blood (3k)

The evidence came so quickly?!

He was still speculating in his mind, wondering which Levi nobleman was so audacious, or if the Conrad were behind it all.

They had even planned how to use the dragon's power to suppress the conflict if no evidence was found.

He also took the opportunity to gain another favor.

But who could have imagined that the culprit would so brazenly walk into the line of fire with his personal guards!

Blue Dragon let out a cheerful hum, a mixture of surprise and amusement at the spectacle.

He slowly turned his head, his blue gaze first sweeping over the bloodshot eyes of the long-eared knight, then landing on the group of arrogant Levi knights clad in silver armor.

The final image focuses on Karen's face, which instantly shifts from confusion to a grimace.

"Heh." Puse's dragon roar was filled with mockery, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"I'd like to see how you plan to end this show, Karen, Cedric?"

Poseidon is on the side of Karen and Cedric. Now that the murderer has appeared, it is unknown how Karen and Cedric will deal with it.

Karen's jaw clenched so tightly that it clicked, her face ashen with disbelief and fury.

His gaze was fixed on the middle-aged man in silver armor, and he said in a deep voice, word by word, "It's you, Duke Valerius! It's actually you!"

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Valerius slowly raised his hand, removed the silver helmet from his head, revealing a slightly ruddy face.

He looked at the hysterical long-eared tribesmen with an arrogant demeanor: "Yes, it was me, Your Highness Karen. I was the one who did it."

Valerius's gaze swept over the long-eared warriors with their bloodshot eyes, his tone full of disdain.

"I stole five cartloads of grain from their woodland!"

His gaze was fixed on Karen, his voice carrying a seductive undertone: "Your Highness Karen, these lowly long-eared beasts actually dared to lead their remaining forces into Starfall City for revenge!"

"They don't respect us Levi people at all, let alone you, their leader!"

"Look at the scimitars in their hands, look at the hatred on their faces!"

Valerius suddenly raised his hand, pointing at the angry long-eared tribesmen, his voice rising abruptly.

"If we let them go today, they'll come back with even more people tomorrow! Let's take this opportunity to have the knights kill these damned beasts!"

Puse's gaze slowly swept over Valerius's arrogant face, finally landing on Karen and Cedric.

He wanted to see how these two guys, who were being roasted over a fire, would deal with this fool who dared to provoke him.

Karen, below, was already trembling with rage at Valerius's words, her left fist clenched and her right hand already resting on her sword.

He abruptly looked up, his gaze fixed on Valerius, his voice filled with raging fury: "Valerius! How dare you!"

"What do you mean by secretly leading knights to raid the Long-Eared Tribe's territory and instigating racial conflict?"

Cedric's face was so dark it could drip water, and he gripped his staff tightly, wishing he could kill this person.

Vallejo looked at Karen and Cedric as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, as if they were traitors and clowns.

Now that there is a food shortage, he snatched the food back from the Long-Eared Tribe, but instead of receiving praise, he was blamed.

"What?! Princess Karen, Great Sage, what do you mean? Are you blaming me?"

He stared at Karen and Cedric in disbelief, his tone filled with questioning and incomprehension.

"Your Highness Karen, Sage Cedric! We have Levi blood flowing in our veins! We are the children of the Levi!"

"Those long-eared fellows are hoarding the food, while we Levi people are starving in the dead of winter!"

Vallejo's voice suddenly rose, tinged with a pained indignation: "I merely cleared some obstacles in our path for the survival of us Levi!"

"It's one thing if you don't reward me, but why do you have to question me instead?"

His face was full of absurdity: "Are you really going to turn against your own kind for a bunch of alien beasts?"

As soon as these words were spoken, an eerie silence fell over the room, with only the howling of the wind and snow echoing through the streets.

The conflict between the Levi and the Long-eared Tribe was like a volcano buried deep underground, accumulating heat and restlessness for thousands of years.

Even during Elia's lifetime, the Long-eared tribe frequently clashed with the Levi nobles, who were expanding their cultivated land, due to their preference for coniferous forest habitats.

The Levi people disliked the Long-Eared Tribe for their reclusive lifestyle and lack of agricultural activity, while the Long-Eared Tribe despised the Levi people for their greed and arrogance.

They thought that shared suffering would bridge the gap, but unexpectedly, the pressure of survival only made the conflict more acute.

In Karen's heart, which weighs more: race or justice?

From a racial standpoint, the duke viewed the long-eared tribe as enemies, and his act of robbing their food was entirely justified.

As for the massacre of the elderly and children, it was indeed excessive, but from the perspective of the Levi people, since the knife didn't fall on them, what did it matter?

Looking at the entire Starshine Kingdom, as a unified kingdom, the internal racial conflicts have reached an irreconcilable level due to this guy's actions.

If this guy doesn't die, this country will inevitably fall into division.

Even if a forced repair is done, it is only a superficial peace; the hatred will continue to take root in their hearts, forever buried in the hearts of the Levi and the Long-eared Tribe.

Valerius's words, like a lit match, instantly pierced through the thin layer of window paper, completely exposing the deepest resentment between the two races to everyone.

The long-eared knights' breathing grew heavier, and the Levi knights, and even some of the Red Fang knights, looked at the long-eared people with a hint of complex hostility.

Faced with the instinct for survival, the so-called "coexistence" seems incredibly fragile.

Cedric took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger and anxiety in his heart.

He slowly turned around, his thin body slightly hunched, and bowed deeply to the blue dragon in mid-air. His voice carried a hint of weariness, yet was extremely solemn: "Great Prince Puse!"

The old sage's gaze swept over the two warriors, who were locked in a tense standoff, over Valerius's arrogant face, and finally settled on Karen's conflicted and pained expression.

"What happened today is no longer an internal dispute within my Levi clan, nor can it be resolved by the personal grudges between our two clans."

"Duke Valerius's actions have not only inflamed the deep-seated hatred between Levi and the Long-eared Tribe, but have also shaken the very foundations of the land His Majesty Kavis is about to rule!"

"You are the dragon who will inherit this land, Your Highness to all living beings under the starlight!"

Cedric's voice suddenly rose, carrying a hint of desperate resolve.

"Your Highness, please advise on the actions of Duke Valerius and the conflict that nearly reduced Starfall City to ruins."

"What exactly is your opinion?!"

The blue dragon let out a sneer, containing the dragon's indifference and arrogance towards ants.

"My opinion? My opinion is very simple."

His voice was casual, but the words were chilling: "Since you enjoy killing each other, then this dragon will grant your wish."

"Kill all the Long-Eared Clan members, the idiots of the Levi Clan, and that duke who dared to cause trouble on my territory. That will settle things once and for all."

"Wouldn't that resolve all the disputes, all the hatred, all the noise?"

He seemed to have just completed an exquisite masterpiece: "Without the ants tearing each other apart, this land will only be more peaceful!"

The blue dragon's light suddenly locked onto Cedric, and the voice emanating from its throat carried an undeniable command.

"Cedric! You old sage—tell me, isn't my idea absolutely brilliant?!"

Cedric looked at the Bodhisattva's expression, which seemed to be begging for praise, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

His gaunt cheek muscles stiffened for a moment, and a fleeting, indescribable silence flashed across his eyes.

"What!?" Duke Valerius's face was filled with anger and panic upon hearing Puse's chilling suggestion.

Valerius’s voice suddenly rose, his gaze sweeping over Karen and Cedric before landing on Puse in mid-air, his tone carrying an almost obsessive certainty.

"Noble dragon, I am Valerius, the rightful duke of Elia! Heir to the noblest Levi bloodline!"

"Even if I have committed a capital offense today," there should be a right to a reduced punishment, or even to be exempted from punishment.

"I only stole some food, how could you—how could you—"

The blue dragon's arrogance and conceit disliked the denial of its power by weak ants; this noisy creature was already courting death.

Puse scornfully retorted to this ant, "A nobleman? The Duke of Elijah?"

"In my eyes, on this land under the starlight, you who fled Elijah all share only one identity—fugitives!"

"A fugitive who couldn't even protect his own country and could only flee here like a stray dog ​​dares to talk about his noble status in front of me, the Dragon?"

Pu Se's voice suddenly rose, his pupils flashing with murderous intent.

"You, Valerius, in my eyes, are no different from those long-eared children and old people you slaughtered, or the Levi refugees who starve in the cold winter—they are all nothing but ants!"

Poseidon suddenly raised his dragon claws, the sharp tips pointing directly at Valerius's face, which was contorted with shock, his voice icy and chilling.

"Elijah's laws? Noble immunity? Those are all worthless rubble, long ago trampled under the iron hooves of the Crimson Empire!"

"You claim to be a nobleman. In Xinghui, in this newly born nation, have you received any supreme honors?"

"No, you only hold a high status in the eyes of the Levi people. In Starshine, no nobles have yet been born; you are a commoner!"