Harpers (III)

"They've already added the Embers of the Burned Kingdom to their list of hostile forces and started gathering intelligence, preparing to overthrow the so-called ' Dark Rule '?"

Inside the main hall of the palace, Red Dragon lay sprawled on the Iron Throne, exhaling a breath of hot Sulfur Scent air with displeasure.

"So they were sent by the Harpers. They have noses as sensitive as dogs. What a troublesome bunch."

Keosius glanced at Li Cha on the ground and grinned.

So, what price should you pay? My stomach is still a little empty.

Under the threat of Dragon's Might and the lives of his companions, Li Cha had already suffered a mental breakdown. He knelt on the ground with his hair disheveled, showing no trace of the dashing Ranger who was once favored by the Supreme Fairy.

"I... I've already told you everything."

His voice had long since become hoarse from extreme pain.

Keosius slowly rose and walked step by step to Li Cha.

An invisible, powerful dragon's might swept over them, and the Half-elf could even smell the sulfurous odor emanating from it.

Do you think I'm joking with you?

"The price you paid is far from enough to win back your poor Elf lover."

"If that's all there is to it, just imagine the wonderful scene: that Elf will wail in my mouth, cut and shredded by my sharp teeth."

An invisible, eerie light emanated from his vertical pupils—the [Fearful Tremors] that breached the Half-elf's last mental defenses.

Li Cha looked dazed and was on the verge of a breakdown, as if he could already see the unbearable scene before his eyes.

It's important to know that the Red Dragon's fondness for Elf is not just a rumor, but is documented in detailed records. Even the Alliance's intelligence specifically mentions this point, highlighting it in red.

He repeatedly slammed his head against the hard floor, blood flowing down his forehead and cheeks.

"Please, let her go. I'm willing to pay any price, even if it means being eaten."

Keosius returned to his throne and said coldly, "You are nothing to me."

He deliberately paused in his speech.

"But I do need to use you to get some things done, and that's the only, insignificant value you have to me."

Li Cha grasped at a straw, his expression revealing a last glimmer of hope.

"Then what do you need me to do?"

He was prepared to deal with any greedy demands.

With his companion's life threatened, Li Cha's mental defenses have been completely breached by Keosius, and he has become a puppet to be given and demanded.

Keosius said, word by word, "I want you to return to the Harpers and become a double agent for the kingdom."

Li Cha's expression froze for a moment, but then returned to normal.

Perhaps he had anticipated it, or perhaps he had no room to resist; he simply answered helplessly.

"Yes, sir."

Keosius nodded in satisfaction and continued, "My spellcasters will provide you with communication Magic Equipment."

"At a fixed time each month, you need to report intelligence about the Harpers to us. If we find that the information is inconsistent with the actual situation, or if you have not provided intelligence, we will take action."

He paused again.

A clear Magic Image appeared in the hall, showing a tall female Elf bound in a cold iron cage, like a canary trapped in a cage.

Her eyes were closed and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was still immersed in the overwhelming defeat she had just suffered.

"You'll never see her again."

Li Cha gazed at that beautiful face for a long time, finally lowering his head, his lips trembling slightly. "Abier..."

"My lord, I will."

"Trust me, I will definitely complete the mission."

The waiting Tiefling Guard bound his hands from behind and led him through the kingdom's passageway, preparing to escort him to Lang Pu's Mage Tower.

He remained silent, and from beginning to end, he did not struggle or resist at all, but simply submitted helplessly.

He turned his head to look into the distance, as if he were seeing that familiar face again.

"Abier, wait for me, I will get you out."

This kind-hearted yet unrestrained Half-elf Ranger, under the threat of his beloved's life and the cruel oppression of the Red Dragon, was forced to become a spy for the Embers of the Burned Kingdom —becoming the very kind of villain he once despised, serving the forces of evil.

However, this is the cold, hard reality.

"We have another intelligence channel."

"The Harpers?"

"Tsk, those meddlesome guys, they'll pay the price one day."

"However, that Silver Dragon seems to have some connection with them as well."

Keosius yawned listlessly, then connected to Lang Pu's magic mirror.

"Have you taken over that Harpers Ranger?"

"Yes, Master. Everything is going smoothly. Your wisdom has made him dare not resist in the slightest and he can only obediently become the kingdom's puppet."

Lang Pu sounded excited, clearly having just come from the lab.

"Moreover, he possesses a wondrous power, originating from the legendary Supreme Fairy."

"These ancient beings who live in seclusion in the Fairy Wasteland possess magical powers, and his sect leader is at least a legendary level or even a higher level being, but it is difficult for him to directly interfere with the Prime Material Plane."

"I think we might be able to steal this power."

"Oh?"

Keosius showed little interest in this.

These exceptionally powerful Supreme Fairy lords, who possess their own territories in the Outer Plane, mostly only recognize the kind-hearted, and their power tends to lean more towards natural wonders, which are not in line with their own nature. Even if they obtain them, they would be like chicken bones, useless to them.

So Keosius simply advised, "You can do some experiments, just be careful to keep him safe. I don't want to see a spy sent to the Harpers turn into something weird or a corpse."

"Of course, my master."

After being doused with cold water by Keosius, Lang Pu immediately calmed down, and most of the excitement in his expression subsided.

He then remembered that this Half-elf from the Harpers was carrying a mission from the Red Dragon, and was not one of those prisoners and experimental subjects he could do as he pleased.

"It's good that you understand."

"My next slumber is approaching. Prepare protective magic arrays as soon as possible. During my slumber, try not to cause trouble and ensure the stable development of the kingdom."

"Keosius gave the order."

The ripples of flowing magma on his body were becoming increasingly apparent—a manifestation of the bloodline seed bursting forth within him, causing Fire Elemental energy to overflow.

"Yes, Master."

Lang Pu solemnly took his leave, severing the link to the Magic Image.

Keosius yawned again, his Big Mouth agape, as he casually glanced at the lingering Magic Image beside him.

"Elf...?"

"Most of the Elf in this era come from the existing Elven Kingdom. Perhaps we can find out about an old acquaintance."

He recalled the perilous scene when he first entered this world; it seemed like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like just a moment ago.

However, he has undergone a tremendous change—he is no longer the Wyrmling that roams around, but a being that makes the entire the North tremble.