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Chapter 352 The Bewildered Dragon! The Wisdom of Women! (Please Subscribe)

【Saga————】

[Damon, are you hungry?]

"I'm not hungry!"

No, you're hungry! Eat first!

The message from the dragon companion was simple and direct, devoid of any superfluous emotion.

It then tore off a piece of an octopus tentacle that was more than ten meters long.

Splat~

Looking at the still-wriggling octopus tentacles thrown in front of him, the despair and anxiety of the past few days made him frown slightly, but in the end he could only give a bitter twitch of his lips.

"Dragon Flame".

The scorching flames first burned the octopus's tentacles, then precisely enveloped the octopus monster that was trying to slide back into the ocean. Under the extreme heat, the unfortunate deep-sea overlord didn't even have time to let out a cry of pain before it became a barbecue feast, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The rich aroma of caramel mixed with the salty smell of the seawater spread in the rain.

【Saga————】

[Dry rice!]

Clark's enormous head lowered, and with a deft touch, he tore off a perfectly roasted ten-meter-long tentacle from its snout, tossing it to Damon as if it were a large piece of firewood.

Damon sighed, unceremoniously drew the dagger from his waist, and, with the help of the rain, cut off a sizzling piece of roasted meat, swallowing it in large gulps.

The bloodline of the Dragon King family possesses a high-temperature resistance similar to that of the Unburnt. The temperature of flames burning and cutting is only a few hundred degrees, but for Damon, seventy or eighty degrees is just right!

He ate very quickly, as if he wanted to swallow all his resentment and helplessness along with his food.

After about ten pounds of meat entered his stomach, he finally felt that he could no longer eat anything.

A strong physique requires a large supply of energy.

During some intense battles, Damon even ate the same volume of meat in a single day.

He was a glutton, and the giant dragon next to him was an even bigger glutton; the other had already devoured most of the sea monster.

Dragons are powerful magical creatures that can go for months without eating, but during intense battles, magic crystals and various types of meat are excellent sources of replenishment.

Since the capital was seized by usurpers, the Targaryen family, having lost a large amount of magic crystal mines, began to reduce its supply to the dragons.

Fortunately, the bloodthirsty red dragon Clark Hugh and Damon have highly compatible temperaments, so there's no need to worry about anything like lord slaying.

Damon used a dagger and a storage bag to cut up enough food to last for a few days before chopping it down.

"Clarkhu, you can eat the rest."

【Saga————】

The red dragon let out a satisfied growl, stretched out its massive jaws, and swallowed the remaining octopus remains.

The massive stern bone opened and closed, producing a chewing sound that made your teeth ache.

Damon leaned against a rock dried by dragon breath, watching his companion eat, a rare moment of relaxation appearing on his tense face.

In this world, perhaps only this dragon is the last family member he can trust.

"Krakshu, tell me—if we become the last members of the Fire Dragon Dynasty, where should we go?"

The dragon paused its chewing for a moment, and a thought clearly came through.

【Saga————】

[Eat your fill, sleep, find a place to breed baby dragons, let them grow for several decades, and then return to the capital to fight your way back.]

Simple, direct, even somewhat crude.

Damon was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, laughing so hard he was doubled over and tears streamed down his face.

"Hahaha—Yes! That's right! That's exactly how it should be! That's exactly how it should be!"

Yeah, why think so much?

Royal glory?

The glory of the Targaryens?

If we lose those things, we'll just go and take them back!

This prince isn't dead!

He suddenly stood up, pulled out the strong liquor he had taken from the dwarf, tilted his head back and took a big gulp. The spicy liquid burned his throat, but it also rekindled a long-extinguished flame in his heart.

"I, Damon Targaryen, am hereby King of the Dragonflight!"

"I will lead my family to restore its former glory!"

Boom!

Just then, another thick bolt of lightning ripped through the sky and struck the red dragon Clarkeshaw squarely on the back.

The electric current flowed along the dragon's scales and was completely absorbed by the energy storage array on its scales, causing no harm whatsoever.

In the instant the lightning illuminated the daylight, Damon's eyes seemed to be enveloped in light.

When the light faded and he was resting, he seemed to catch a glimpse of an unusual reflection not far ahead.

"what?"

He put away the wine bag, frowned slightly, and walked towards the place where Lin Li had trained before.

The torrential rain had been washing over the ground for several hours, leaving it covered in mud and pebbles brought by the rain, with most of the traces already obscured.

But as Damon approached, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Something is wrong here!

Scattered on the ground were numerous twisted metal fragments, the material of which was unheard of.

There are still traces of non-dragon flame burns on it.

Further away, in the depression, were several charred craters torn apart by the explosion, the soil around the craters burned into a glassy state.

This is not a naturally occurring scene!

It certainly couldn't have been caused by the wreckage of a shipwreck!

He crouched down and picked up a small metal fragment, no bigger than a finger. It was cold to the touch, the edges weren't sharp, and it looked like it had been violently damaged.

"Some alchemical explosion magic? Damn it!"

Damon suddenly stood up, a flash of inspiration striking him and connecting all the clues.

The unusual activity of the royal treasure was not a cry for help.

Instead—it's been activated by someone!

Rhine and her companions didn't encounter a shipwreck at all! They were here, and here they encountered an enemy with terrifying weapons!

However, it only took him half an hour to get here from other places.

They disappeared in such a short time, could it be that the opponent also used aerial units?

But why can't we find any trace of shipwrecks, and why can't we detect any merchant ships nearby?

Could it be that the other party used powerful spatial magic to take away something that big?

But this is the Devil's Sea!

Damon clutched what he was holding, his violet eyes filled with doubt, worry, and unease!

"Because of Klaxch's injury and urgent need for supplies, we've already been exposed to the dwarves! Although the cave-dwelling half-humans and the Southern Kingdom are at odds, given their communication speed, they'll probably know my whereabouts within a few days! If—"

Although he felt uneasy, after much deliberation, he decided to explore the area further.

Another world, a tranquil harbor.

Inside this hospital, built with a large amount of supplies brought in from another world, everything was impossibly clean.

Several women dressed in pure white uniforms were busy working on Renis with strange objects that she had never seen before.

Some of these objects are for pressing, while others are things that make a faint buzzing sound.

Most of the objects felt cool to the touch, but that didn't offend her.

Those academics in white coats—no, they should be called doctors—referred to as treatments and examinations.

"Please extend your arm."

A female nurse spoke, using a slightly broken, but clear, common language of the God-Forsaken Continent.

Renis did as she was told, extending her slender, fair arm.

A thin needle, gleaming with a cold light, pierced her skin, but she didn't even flinch.

She has done this many times in the past few days.

For members of House Targaryen, bloodletting is a common practice in order to form a pact with a dragon, perform certain ancient rituals, or undergo necessary treatments.

The blood of the Dragon King's family possesses magical power.

Under normal circumstances, she would never allow her blood to be obtained by someone she doesn't trust.

But these people are different!

They are different!

They are the legendary angelic companions, those servants who joined the army!

Building good relations with them can help them restore their kingdom.

Warm blood flowed out through a thin, transparent tube and was collected in a small, transparent bottle.

She watched with a smile, without saying a word.

These strange humans kept saying things like "blood tests" and "analyzing body data," but to Renis, it was just another form of collecting magical materials.

She could even guess that they might use their own blood to perform some kind of mysterious ritual.

That's interesting.

A slight smile unconsciously curved the corners of Renis's mouth.

correct!

What kind of expressions would these people have if they knew that her Valyrian bloodline contained an ancient backlash against those who cast curses?

Why would someone use Targaryen blood to perform some kind of heretical ritual?

Is he going to have to sacrifice himself first?

Thinking of this, the smile in her eyes deepened.

Given the angels' immense power, perhaps everything can be easily resolved?

Only after the nurses had finished all the procedures and started packing up the equipment did Renis slowly speak, her voice carrying a hint of composure befitting someone accustomed to a position of authority: "Ladies, thank you for your treatment these past few days! I think I'm much better now. When can I see your supervisor?"

The two nurses exchanged a glance, and one of them replied calmly, "Queen Rhaenys, you have already met with our manager."

"No." Renis shook her head, her gaze passing through the nurse in front of her, as if she saw a more distant figure. "I'm talking about him, that angel who is nearly ten feet tall, with dark skin, and noble black hair and black eyes."

"Ah, you mean that one!" The nurse was taken aback at first, then a smile mixed with awe and a little helplessness appeared on her face. "He's not our manager. We'll pass on your wishes to him, but—he's always elusive, so you might need to be patient."

"Yeah?"

Renis didn't press the matter.

Fragments of the future that she had seen many times before involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

On that chaotic battlefield, she truly saw the man she called an angel. He fought alongside these humans, dealing with the crisis of world destruction, and fought side by side with the dragon Klaxhue, ridden by her brother Damon.

He wielded his hand with movements that mortals could not see, sending thunder and death to all his enemies!

That mysterious angel is the key to the revival of the Fire Dragon Dynasty.

She snapped out of her thoughts, nodded, and her voice returned to calm: "Besides this, I need your help with something else."

The nurse immediately replied, "Please tell us, as long as we can do it."

"I need paper and pen," Renis said firmly. "No, the best paper you have here, and ink that won't fade. I need to draw something."

She paused, a sharp glint flashing in her violet eyes.

"Then, I need you to figure out a way to find my brother, Damon Targaryen."

"I believe he must be looking for me."

"good!"

"Also, has Sir Daryl been summoned?"

"Of course! For safety reasons, we are only temporarily restricted from going out; there are no other restrictions!"

Tranquil Harbor, a military command base.

Bi Shengli tapped his fingertips lightly on the latest report, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

He raised his head and looked at Dou Jiankang, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"The dragon knights will come, but we don't know where they'll come from." He pushed the report over. "Your Highness has given us an interesting riddle."

Dou Jiankang picked up the report, glanced at it, leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and said dismissively, "Which magical queen said it was prophetic magic? Heh heh—Commander Bi, you actually believe in this stuff?"

"Believe? I don't even completely trust the weather forecast." Bi Shengli chuckled. "It's just another source of information."

But we can't forget what happened with Professor Deng Dakang that time!

These words made Dou Jiankang frown deeply.

Now that a relatively good relationship has been established with humans and elves, everyone has gained an understanding of how obsessed the elves are.

The elves foresaw through prophecy that humans would destroy the dwarves' faith, and then they preemptively launched an attack on humans, which led to various subsequent wars and problems.

Although the elves have signed a peace agreement with humans, the think tank speculates that the other side will not completely disappear.

After the Celestial Convergence Invasion event ends, there will likely be more fighting.

"They always manage to be blasted into submission by our artillery fire! If all else fails, we'll just have to play a game of 'match-3' on their nobles, making them as numerous as wheels!"

Dou Jiankang curled his lip, his words revealing an undisguised arrogance.

"Don't let your guard down! Their guerrilla warfare is too strong! We have too many weaknesses, and excessive arrogance will cost our soldiers their lives!"

The three races are now spying on each other!

Because of the celestial convergence issue, the three-race allied forces fought against the invaders from the celestial convergence, and after several major battles, each of them was almost completely stripped bare.

Dwarves are the kings of the mountains, best at charging into narrow, rugged terrain, and especially fond of night battles.

The elves turned the jungle into their slaughterhouse, and if they cooperated with the dwarves, any enemy who stepped into it would never return.

But none of these compare to the mighty torrent of steel that humanity possesses.

With modern human armies, as long as logistics are adequate and ammunition is plentiful, they can easily grind dwarves and elves to dust.

Moreover, all of them can be used for non-contact warfare!

However, while that's the case, war is never about overall strength.

Humans have weaknesses, and these weaknesses have become apparent due to contact between the three races.

For example, the common explanation for abnormal energy in humans is that their magic resistance is too low.

If humans encounter those strange, unsolvable energy attacks or mental spells that interfere with brain function, human warriors are no different from fragile skin.

If we really push them too far, they'll resort to guerrilla warfare, and that'll be a real headache for humanity.

Dou Jiankang nodded; this was indeed the most troublesome problem at the moment.

Peace with the dwarves might be possible in the long run.

However, the cooperation with the elves is likely only temporary.

Everyone knows that.

Lately, dwarves and elves have been frantically studying human tactics.

Of course, humanity didn't just stand there idly. During the three-race alliance, they were constantly working to analyze the world's unique energy and spellcasting system.

Those things may seem high-end, but they can actually be analyzed through equipment analysis.

Humans don't need to completely control them; they just need to have enough means to restrain them!

"So, whether the queen's prophecy is true or false, it's an opportunity." Bi Shengli changed the subject, "By the way, have you informed them about the queen's request to see the angel?"

"We've made a fortune," Dou Jiankang shrugged. "But that guy is too mysterious! He's so elusive, you never see him again."

"Let's send the message to President Su first! Let them worry about it!"

Bi Shengli picked up another document on the table, which contained several drawings made by Renis herself.

It was the silhouette of a man riding on the back of a dragon, and a highly recognizable red dragon.

The drawing isn't particularly exquisite, but the key features are very obvious; once you see the image, you can probably tell who it is.

"Give the information Queen Rhaenys provided to the logistics department. All ships going to sea should take this map, and other soldiers going to patrol the area should also take it."

Bi Shengli's gaze fell on the long, slender dragon in the picture.

"A massive creature with a wingspan of 300 meters, a length of 150 meters, and a fiery red body. It's truly incredible!"

Renis said that a knight riding a giant dragon would descend upon this place, and if you encountered him, do not fire, but contact her and she will end the war.

This is what Renis just relayed.

"Understood!" The soldier in charge of relaying the order immediately responded and turned to make arrangements.

"Mr. Dou, look at this—our superiors want us to learn more about Queen Rhaenys and Old Darryl, we—"

Just as the two were about to continue their conversation, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

The communications soldier peeked in.

"Reporting, Old Knight Darryl of the Fire Dragon Dynasty, on the orders of Queen Renis, requests an audience with Commander Bi and General Dou!"

"Oh?"

Bi Shengli and Dou Jiankang exchanged a meaningful glance.

"What did you say?"

"He didn't say, he only said he had something important to discuss."

"Let's go see what's going on."

After they left the command center and went around a few corners, they saw an elderly man in the reception area whose appearance had become almost like that of a modern person.

The old man was wearing a brand-new blue work jacket, his hair was dyed jet black, his skills were excellent, his beard was trimmed, and—he even wore black contact lenses.

His disguise, completely masquerading as an Easterner, and his weathered face with more pronounced Western features, made him stand out.

However, Old Dai Rui's spirits were much better than a few days ago, and the traces of poisoning and external injuries had faded.

Bi Shengli's lips curled up slightly. He could imagine the inner struggle of the old knight as he primped himself in front of the mirror.

But this is the only way out!

It's important to know that this military base is close to Tranquil Harbor, a key area of ​​interest for the other two races, and it's a place with many eyes and ears.

Birds controlled by elves occasionally flew overhead, carrying out their tacit reconnaissance missions.

In order to avoid revealing their identities, members of the royal family should indeed not appear in public.

All of this is to protect Yang Mi!!!