"Caslo!" Roland did not turn around, merely spoke slowly.
"Your Majesty!" Caslo walked over and nodded to Roland, then summoned his dragon and flew out of the city.
"Has the war begun, Roland?" Nyx lifted her skirts, panic flashing in her eyes. After all, she was merely a noblewoman who had lived in the palace for years; it was only natural for her to fear war instinctively.
"Don't worry, my wife. Things haven't gotten that bad yet! Caslo is merely going to send the Nazgûl my regards on my behalf. It's nothing serious!" Roland reassured her, though the cold glint in his eyes did not lessen in the slightest.
"Go back, be good!" Roland's tone was gentle, yet carried an undeniable firmness. Nyx looked at Roland worriedly, then finally stomped her foot and returned to the castle.
"How is the situation, Your Majesty?" Maple Forest Youlan gazed at the distant War Cloud, his solemn expression instantly turning several shades uglier.
"Oh, Dragon God! They're here again?" Duke Joelster's face darkened as well. The appearance of the Nazgûl was no trivial matter; nothing ruined one's mood more than the Nazgûl!
"Do we need to prepare for battle, Your Majesty?" Joelster immediately turned to Roland, awaiting King Roland's orders!
"No need. They don't have the guts to do it again now!" Roland sneered. Without the strongest Nazgûl leading them, those people would not dare act rashly! No one understood the destructive power of Dragon Knights better than they did. They were probably already trying to tame Demon Wyverns by now... Roland thought to himself.
"Then I'll go help!" Maple Forest Youlan did not feel at ease leaving Caslo to travel alone. Two Dragon Marshals always had better odds of victory than one!
"Be careful! Give our old friend a proper welcome!" Roland