Fluorite Castle, conference hall.
A round table stood against the wall, its windows thrown wide open. Clay Dragon Ross had poked its head in through one of them, as though it had taken up a seat.
Fine scales, cold eyes, nostrils that occasionally puffed out twin streams of hot breath as they opened and closed, and savage twin horns—all displayed the unusual beauty of a wyvern. This beauty did not come from its physique, but from its power.
The faint pressure belonging to a dragon hung over the conference hall.
Baron Roman sat against the wall, right beside Lord Ross's head, smiling as he stroked Lord Ross's dragon horns.
Although Baron Roman had not earned Lord Ross's recognition to ride him, Lord Ross did not reject such intimacy—the contract had been formed through bloodlines as its medium. Once forged, it would be passed down through succeeding generations along with the bloodline.
"That is the situation. Large numbers of Snow Ghosts have appeared around the Double River Trade Route, seriously threatening the route's safety. They must be cleared out."
His eldest brother Roland presided over the meeting in his stead, his sharp gaze sweeping over the knight lords seated around the round table.
Rosen Fluorite Mushroom of Great Wind Manor.
Marcus of Windmill Manor.
Sali of Gray Cat Manor.
Eutras of Red Falcon Manor.
And Russell Fluorite Mushroom of Wuyou Snake Manor.
"When do we depart?" Lord Marcus asked. He was Malena's father, and since entering, he had not once looked directly at Russell. "Have we agreed to advance and retreat together with Earl Fuqiang's Knight Order, or will we fight separately?"
Roland said, "This time, we'll fight separately. Using the midpoint of the Double River Trade Route as the boundary, each side will clear one half."
"Then will Viscount Meijie