The Imperial Capital.
Although it was already late autumn, the temperature in the Imperial Capital had not dropped at all. The air throughout the Imperial Capital Province was unusually hot and dry, and beneath that oppressive heat lay the deathly stillness of the nobility.
The Flame Dragon Knight Legion was stationed at the edge of the Imperial Capital Province, as though it had set the entire land ablaze. It was also the root of everything happening in the Imperial Capital now. Dragon roars echoed through the skies above the city. The Flame Dragon that the Count Clayton Family had once lost had actually returned recently, and no one knew why.
The nobles could only see the result: the Clayton Family's Flame Dragon Knight Legion had gained terrifying, extraordinary power, and had even seemingly begun to fulfill the mages' ambition of perfecting both flesh and magic.
Recently, countless high-ranking mages from the Mage Association and the Magic Academy had visited the Flame Dragon Knight Legion. Some left shaking their heads and sighing, while others entered the Mage Tower in thoughtful delight. The nobles had no idea what came of it.
Of course, that was not important.
What mattered was that the Flame Dragon Knight Legion had thus become the Empire's seventh Extraordinary Legion with one foot in the third stage.
The final piece needed for Count Clayton's bid to become a grand duke had also fallen into place.
"The Clayton bloodline has followed at His Majesty Emperor Flor's side since more than two thousand years ago. The blood Clayton has shed for the Empire could fill rivers."
"Clayton has never betrayed the Empire, nor ever contemplated betrayal. Clayton will forever stand behind His Majesty the Emperor of the Florian Empire."
"Clayton has made the Empire's glory all the greater. Should the