Chapter 474

"A room full of Primal Secret Manuals is a bit of an exaggeration, but I can get you one or two."

"So this time you're not just making empty promises?"

"... I'll try my best. If I can't manage it, I'll thank you for your help last time in another way."

Leon secretly hoped that Claudia had some other stock.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news, Casmod."

Leon blinked and changed the subject.

"Speaking of good news, when I came here I saw that many of the Dragon Race responsible for monitoring you had withdrawn their personnel. Did you know about this?"

Constantine nodded.

"It was probably after the Human-Dragon War officially ended that the stationed troops outside gradually withdrew. Now, there should only be one or two small teams left."

"It seems that Alles is convinced that he can't get the Primal Power from you and doesn't want to waste any more manpower and resources, so he withdrew his troops."

Leon said, "And the dragon kings who also wanted a share of the spoils saw that Alles had withdrawn his troops, so there was no need for them to continue the fight."

"The relationships between Dragon Race are complex in some ways, but simple in others; everything is ultimately about their own interests."

Constantine spoke slowly.

"Alles coveted my Primal Power from the very beginning, but fortunately you saw that he was no good, which is why you proposed the decision to only monitor my Crimson Flame Territory at the Dragon King Secret Meeting."

"Now that the Human-Dragon War is over, the infighting among the Dragon Race has not completely stopped. I think that old man Alles is probably planning to devote more energy to scheming against other tribes."

"They won't have time to care about me, anyway, I'm not going to hand over the Primal Power."

Leon smiled and asked, "Are you really confident that you can control such a vast amount of Primal Power?"

"You'll find out when we face off in the future."

Constantine paused, then asked, "By the way, when exactly are you free regarding our duel?"

"I'm busy right now. Besides, there's someone else ahead of me who wants to spar with me."

"You're quite busy, human kid."

Old Kang was speechless. "Who was that person?"

"Odin, the Thunder Dragon King".

Leon shrugged. "I don't know why that old man insisted on sparring with me. I didn't want to agree at first. But he was very supportive of me at the Dragon King Secret Meeting and helped me a lot, so I had no choice but to agree."

Constantine pondered for a moment, "That old man has always had a strange temper, and whatever he does is quite normal."

"Um."

Leon put his hands in his pockets and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"No need to say goodbye, you're practically treating my Crimson Flame Dragon Sanctuary like your own home," Old Kang said sarcastically.

"Hey, what are you saying? I'm very polite. How about I knock next time?"

Knocking on the door refers to using the Red Dragon Guard to break down the main gate.

Constantine closed his eyes, not wanting to pay any attention to this guy.

Leon, not wanting to make a fool of himself, turned and left the Holy Temple.

They passed through the forest and returned to the area where the Silver Dragon Clan was stationed.

"Shirley."

"Yes, Your Prince."

"Arrange for someone to take me to the Sea Dragon race. Then send a message to Her Your Majesty the Queen, saying that I might be a day late returning."

44. Take care of your health, Master.

If you were to ask which human is the most popular among the Dragon Race, it would undoubtedly be General Leon.

Let's not even talk about the Silver Dragon Clan; their wives and children are there, so it's their own home.

The Crimson Flame Dragon Clan could come and go as they pleased, and Old Kang couldn't do anything about them.

As for the Sea Dragon race, Claudia also gave him the green light because of his master and mistress's relationship.

During his last visit to the Sea Dragon race, Claudia said that he could come here to visit his master and mistress anytime in the future, without having to worry as much as before.

Of course, this is what people say in private.

If this were made public, it would mean that the Sea Dragon race and the Silver Dragon Clan had officially established diplomatic relations.

Diplomatic Ambassador Leon Casmod once again promoted the development of unity between humans and dragons.

Thinking about how to get more Primal Magic Secret Manuals from Claudia along the way, Leon arrived at the outer edge of the Sea Dragon race's territory a few hours later.

It was still that small island where Leon could settle down. After waiting for a short while, a blue Flood Dragon broke out of the sea.

He is a "security guard" of the Sea Dragon race.

"Silver Dragon Prince, welcome to Atlantis."

The sea realm where the Sea Dragon race reside is named 'Atlantis', making it one of the few Dragon Race with a specific name.

"Yes, I'm here to see Grand Princess Claudia."

"Yes, Your Prince, please follow me."

To reach the underwater Holy Temple of Atlantis, one must be Sea Dragon escort; otherwise, no creature can withstand the pressure of the deep sea and will be instantly crushed into a pool of blood.

"Wait for me here, it won't be long," Leon said, turning back to instruct the Silver Dragon Guard who had brought him there.

The guard nodded. "Yes, Your Prince."

After saying that, Leon followed the Sea Dragon race and dived into the sea.

This wasn't Leon's first deep-sea trip, so he was fairly used to the feeling of gradually losing his breath.

After a few adjustments, I quickly adapted.

About twenty minutes later, he arrived at the entrance to the Sea Dragon race's Holy Temple.

"I have already informed the servants in the palace through the messenger, and someone will come to meet the Prince in a little while."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"Not at all, Your Prince, please make yourself at home."

After saying this, the Sea Dragon Guard nodded and left the entrance to the Holy Temple.

On land, Dragon Race use a "transportation" system to communicate with each other, called Messenger Dragon," while those in the sea use a creature called a "messenger jiao."

It seems that no matter where you go, those who work in the express delivery and food delivery industry are doing very well.

Before long, the Holy Temple doors slowly opened, and a sea dragon maid stepped forward, leading Leon into the Holy Temple.

Upon entering the palace, Leon looked up and saw Claudia working at her desk on the throne.

That serious and focused look is quite like Losweiser.

"Excuse me, senior."

"Leon said."

Claudia finally put down the pile of work documents in her hands, let out a sigh of relief, tidied a strand of hair behind her ear, and looked up at Leon.

"Are you here to visit your master and mistress?"

Leon nodded, paused, and then said, "Actually, there's another thing I'd like to ask you for help with."

The beautiful woman raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "I knew you wouldn't come here unless you had something important to say."

As she spoke, Claudia slowly rose, smoothing her slightly wrinkled skirt, then walked down the steps and stood before Leon.

"We can talk about it later. Let's go check on those two first."

"Good."

The two left the Holy Temple and went to the rest area.

Leon arrived at the room where his master and mistress lived and pushed open the door to enter.

As soon as he entered, Leon was about to say hello when his mouth opened wide.

But what he saw before him made Leon hesitate to speak.

The master was shirtless, lying on the floor. Although his body was old, his muscles were still very prominent.

Meanwhile, the master's wife carefully sat sideways on the master's back, watching her old man with some nervousness.

The old man is truly young at heart. Despite his advanced age and recent brush with death, he still manages to do push-ups in his room while carrying his teacher's wife on his back.

Furthermore, if Leon remembers correctly, dragons have a much higher bone density than humans.

In other words, the teacher's wife, who looks to weigh less than 100 pounds, actually weighs 150 pounds or even more.

Snap—Snap—

Sweat dripped from the master's chin onto the floor.

"Two hundred... thirty... one!"

"Two hundred and thirty... two!"

Just as they were about to reach 233, a pair of shoes came into the master's view.

Leon crouched down. "Practicing, Master."

"Leon, you should try to persuade your master. He insists on doing this rehabilitation training and wants me to cooperate with him."

Charlotte, the master's wife, said worriedly as she sat on her master's lap.

"Hey, mistress, you've been married to this stubborn old man for more than a day or two, don't you know him well?"

Leon said, "If he sets a limit for himself on how many push-ups, he won't stop until he finishes them. Two hundred and thirty-two, Master. How many did you set for him this time?"

"Five, five hundred..." the teacher's wife said.

"Then you'd better get up quickly, old man."

Five hundred weighted push-ups are indeed a bit too much for today's instructors.

Leon quickly helped his master up and sat him on the edge of the bed.

The master was panting heavily, sweat pouring down his face.

The master's wife handed him a towel, which he took and used to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Why did you suddenly think of this place, kid?"

"If I hadn't come, you probably would have broken your back. Dragon Race only have Heart-protecting Dragon Scale protect their hearts, not waists, right?"

The old man rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, "You chatterbox. Hurry up and tell me what it is."

As the master and apprentice chatted, Charlotte prepared two cups of tea and brought them over.

She then followed her sister Claudia to the side and they began chatting about sisterly topics.

"That's right, Master. The Human-Dragon War has been completely over, but there is one dragon king who previously colluded with the empire, and I still haven't found any trace of him..."

Leon recounted his speculations about Adam and Shadow to his master.

Actually, his visit to the Sea Dragon race wasn't just to get Old Kang the Primal Magic Manuals. Another reason was that Leon wanted to ask his master for his opinion on the matter of shadows.

After all, Master and Rebecca spent a relatively long time in the Empire. Even if they could exchange information with Leon every three months, something might have been missed.

That's why Leon thought of coming to his master to try his luck and see if he could make a breakthrough.

"Hmm... So, this 'Lord Shadow' is very likely the real mastermind behind the Empire?"

The master frowned in thought, "But when I was investigating in the Empire back then, I had never heard of this person."

Leon scratched his head, also perplexed. "But since he was someone Queen Elizabeth turned to when she was desperate, he must have had some connection to the Empire. How come it's as if he never existed..."

The master stroked his chin, continuing to ponder.

After a short while, the old man slapped his thigh.

"By the way, kid, do you remember I told you before that the Empire's ruling style hasn't changed much since Cantor took office compared to the previous King?"

Leon nodded. "Of course I remember."