Overlord God and the Token

Duke Aiden stared intently at the Bronze Dragon image on the ancient book, muttering to himself and clapping his hands in delight, "Excellent, excellent! I never expected such a pleasant surprise!"

Duke Aiden closed the book, "The "Feanso Dragon Guide"," and placed it on the table in front of him.

Then, he stood up from the sofa, put his hands behind his back, and stood in front of the wall with portraits of the Grand Dukes of the Seville Family hanging on it. He opened his arms and couldn't help but exclaim, "My daughter, you may bring us the friendship of an Ancient Bronze Dragon, which is simply priceless!"

The Seville Family could potentially benefit from this for centuries to come!

Hearing her father's excited words, even Heloise, who was usually unsmiling, stood up, her lips curving into a happy smile.

Duke Aiden turned around and continued pacing in the hall, "Heloise, you should have seen that Magic Image from the north, right?"

Heloise nodded gently. "Yes, Father, Mr. Koshk showed me that video a week ago."

If that wasn't an illusion, it could only mean that the Red Dragon Emperor of Anzeta was exceptionally terrifying, far beyond the reach of ordinary mortals, almost like...

Recalling the colossal dragon with wings that Sky-Shading the sky, even Heloise's purple pupils revealed a hint of fear.

She paused for a moment before continuing, "Like monsters from myths and legends, such as the World-Devouring Serpent or the Hundred-Armed Giant, they should never have appeared in the Third Era, a time when the gods were isolated and mortals ruled the earth."

Duke Aiden sighed and said in a heavy tone, "Yes, such a dragon is simply beyond our ability to contend with."

If the Holy Fadlan Empire were still glorious, I would be somewhat at ease. But now, with the Three Great Kingdoms locked in endless conflict and the Embers of the Burned Empire in the north eyeing us covetously, I am afraid."

Duke Aiden raised his head, his expression grave as he gazed at the massive map of the Feanso Continent on the wall. "I fear that one day in the future, that Red Dragon will invade from the south and annex the Thrace Kingdom, at which point we will completely lose our northern barrier."

Victoria Harbor is the most prosperous and wealthy empire in the entire Silver Moon Bay. After the greedy Red Dragon takes control of the north, the fate of our Seville Family is predictable.

He looked at Heloise and said seriously, "Faced with such Red Dragon, only those ancient Metallic Dragon can contend with him."

Heloise, you may have found the only way out for the Seville Family.

Heloise said, "Father, His Majesty Wilhelm of the Thrace Kingdom is a noble and powerful Angel Divine Descendant, no less than a dragon."

Moreover, it's still unknown whether the Embers of the Burned Empire will move south, and some Dragon Scholar claim that the dragon is merely a greedy lord, and that as long as enough Gold Coin is offered, they can coexist peacefully.

Duke Aiden smiled wryly and said, "I hope I'm overthinking it."

The dragons of the north, the Three Great Kingdoms of the east, the Dragon Cult of the south, the Naga of the sea, the demons from the Abyss, and the undead stirring up trouble. The Feanso Continent is in chaos, and it fills me with dread. I can't sleep day or night, fearing that the centuries-old legacy of the Seville Family will be destroyed in my hands.

Heloise approached Duke Aiden and whispered, "No, Father."

In the eyes of the people of Victoria Harbor, Duke Aiden, the commander of the mercenary group, has always been a dignified and aloof nobleman who pours all his tenderness into his only daughter.

The Duke only showed a rare smile when he was with Heloise.

Duke Aiden suddenly noticed the dust and dirt on Heloise's body.

He then remembered that his eldest daughter had just been ambushed in a premeditated attack, and if it hadn't been for the intervention of that "Hermit," she would probably have perished there.

Duke Aiden's expression changed slightly, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes. "By the way, Heloise, describe the situation of that cult again."

"They dare to ambush our Seville Family caravan near Victoria Harbor; they're asking for trouble."

His tone was exceptionally cold.

Heloise replied, "Father, these cultists call themselves the Overlord God Cult, claiming that their deity is omniscient and omnipotent."

The cult leader possesses immense Psionics power, at least at the level of Archmage; the black hole he creates is as powerful as Professor Koshk's spells.

"The Overlord God... I seem to have heard of this name before."

Duke Aiden stroked his neatly trimmed beard, lost in thought.

A moment later, he summoned the butler who was standing at the door and gave him a brief and forceful order, "Vincent, go to the family archives and find all the information about the so-called ' Overlord God '."

"Yes, Your Grace."

Upon hearing the order, Vincent nodded in agreement, turned around again, and hurried towards the archives.

As the largest and busiest port city in the entire Silver Moon Bay, Victoria Harbor is a melting pot of all sorts of people, with hundreds of armed groups and countless cults lurking around.

As the leader of the "Mithril Hand" mercenary group responsible for maintaining order in the city, Aiden stores all the intelligence gathered by his men in the archives for future use and to better control the situation in the city.

A moment later, Vincent pushed open the door and entered, carrying a stack of documents, including newspapers, search warrants, and wanted posters.

The steward reported, "Your Grace, the information about the Overlord God Cult is basically all here."

This cult, which worships the ' Overlord God ', first appeared eleven years ago when it only recruited some impoverished civilians from the Lower District.

For the past decade, this cult has remained relatively unknown, far less prominent than cults such as the Deep Sea Dominator Church, the Returners, and the Baal Cult.

Vincent pulled a stack of documents from the pile and continued, "But since July of last year, the cult has become unusually active, with 21 missing persons and 12 murders linked to it."

The Mithril Hand conducted numerous investigations but failed to locate their stronghold. Outside the city, they appeared to be attracting large numbers of monsters, such as Goblin and Ogre, as followers.

"Your Grace, that's roughly the information we have regarding the ' Overlord God ' order."

Vincent presented all the documents to Duke Aiden, then bowed slightly and stood quietly to one side.

Duke Aiden casually flipped through the documents and said in a deep voice, "Recruiting large numbers of monsters as an army outside the city? That makes sense. No wonder many caravans on the northern roads have been robbed recently. It turns out that there are organized monster legions."

"Smack."

Duke Aiden slammed the documents on the table, his voice icy.

"Heh, daring to do this near Victoria Harbor, they must have some powerful backing. And to even try to kidnap my daughter is unforgivable."

Simon Amorim.

"Grown ups."

The "Mithril Hand" knight commander, who had been guarding the door for a long time, pushed open the door and strode in, respectfully kneeling before Duke Aiden.

Simon looked to be only in his thirties, tall and strong, but with a scar covering half of his face.

He was adopted by the Seville Family during the war and received the best knightly education from a young age. He has been following Duke Aiden for more than 20 years.

He is also known as "the sharpest blade of the Seville Family," possessing undeniable strength, and is said to be close to legendary status.

Duke Aiden threw the stack of documents in front of Simon and ordered, "Simon, I want you to use the most elite forces of the Mithril Hand to thoroughly investigate this so-called ' Overlord God ' cult."

He paused, then continued, "However, don't alert them; try not to let them find out."

Simon picked up the paper with the information about the Overlord God printed on it from the ground, quickly scanned the text, and said firmly, "Yes, sir."

He was always decisive and efficient, obeying only Duke Aiden's orders and disregarding everything else.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Heloise reminded her, "Father, I just remembered something—"

The Hermit referred to those cultists as 'insects' and seemed quite familiar with them, suggesting this wasn't their first encounter.

"Oh?"

Duke Aiden frowned immediately, his expression growing increasingly serious.

Keep in mind that the "Hermit," the Ancient Bronze Dragon, had been asleep for at least four hundred years! Before he fell asleep, even Victoria Harbor did not exist.

If he is also familiar with this, it means that the Overlord God Cult is not a shallow cult, but an ancient force that appeared hundreds of years ago.

A newly formed cult is not the same as an ancient order that has been entrenched for hundreds of years. It should be noted that the Seville Family rose to prominence during the war, which was only two hundred years ago.

Thinking of this, Duke Aiden's expression grew even more grim. He asked in a low voice, "Heloise, is that Hermit still in Victoria Harbor?"

Heloise replied, "Yes, Mr. Hermit said he was going to take a stroll around Victoria Harbor."

"Can you get in touch with him? It's about time. We should meet this potential future ally of the Seville Family."

"Certainly."

Heloise pulled a bluish-green ancient coin from her pocket. "This is a token given to me by the Hermit. He said that if I toss it up, he will appear here."

Duke Aiden raised his hand. "Wait, don't use this token yet."

He turned to Vincent and ordered, "Go and summon Mr. Koshk and the other two knight commanders."

"Yes, Your Grace."

Soon after, a mage dressed in a dark blue robe and holding Mithril Scepter entered the room and bowed gracefully to Duke Aiden.

He looked to be only in his forties, and was impeccably clean and tidy.

"Good day, Duke Aiden. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

He was Koshk Hayden, the chief mage of the Seville Family, the owner of the Coast Mage Tower, a disciple of the great sage Trafalano, and a Archmage.

It's important to know that someone who can be called a "Archmage" on the Feanso Continent is only one step away from becoming a legendary mage; all they lack is a bit of inspiration and experience.

"Mr. Koshk."

Duke Aiden nodded to the spellcaster, then looked back at the door.

Immediately afterwards, a male and a female knight dressed in silver armor rushed over and knelt before Duke Aiden.

"Your Majesty the Duke."

They are the other two leaders of the "Mithril Hand" mercenary group, Feodor Pete and Jane Aldis, who are equally loyal and powerful.

Koshk looked at the two commanders who had rushed over, their faces covered in sweat, and said with a smile, "Duke Aiden, you must have something important to discuss with us here."

"Certainly.

This is not only a major event, but it could also very well change the fate of the Seville Family.

Koshk's expression immediately turned serious, and the three commanders also looked solemn, quietly waiting for the duke to speak.

Duke Aiden nodded slightly, looked around at everyone in the hall, and said loudly, "Today, we are about to welcome a special guest."

His identity is something you would never guess—an Ancient Bronze Dragon awakened from over four hundred years of slumber.

"What?"

The people in the hall who had just heard the news immediately looked surprised, and Koshk couldn't help but exclaim.

Koshk gripped the Mithril Scepter tightly, his voice trembling as he added, "Duke, if I may be so bold, I must correct your assumption."

As far as I know, ancient dragons are only eight hundred to a thousand years old, while Bronze Dragon capable of sleeping for over four hundred years at a time must be at least Ancient Dragon.

An Ancient Bronze Dragon.

As Trafalano's disciple, he was well aware of the significance of a dragon of this caliber appearing in the world.

The "Silver Wing" Oszedro, who resolved the crisis in the Prime Material Plane and resisted the invasion of the Abyss multiple times, was merely Silver Dragon in the Ancient Dragon stage.

Even his teacher Trafalano treated this "Silver Wing" as an honored guest, and even treated him with humility and hospitality.

For the Seville Family of Victoria Harbor, being able to board an Ancient Bronze Dragon was an absolute stroke of good fortune.

Thinking of this, Koshk's breathing became rapid. He began to straighten his clothes, afraid that there might be something improper about them.

The servants brought in a large amount of gold and, based on information from the ""Feanso Dragon Guide"," found many items that Bronze Dragon might like, and decorated the hall.

After a period of discussion, and with Koshk instructing everyone on the various etiquettes for welcoming the dragon, the people in the hall finally prepared to face the distinguished guest.

Duke Aiden combed his mustache again, making it neat and tidy, before instructing his eldest daughter, "Heloise, get ready to begin."

"Yes, Father."

Heloise nodded, and under the tense gazes of everyone, took out the ancient bronze coin and gently tossed it into the air.

"Bite--"

A crisp metallic sound rang out, and everyone held their breath, waiting for this moment to arrive.

The space inside the hall gradually distorted, and then shattered like glass.

The numerous restrictions and warning spells that Koshk had set up inside the castle were completely ineffective at this moment, as if they had been easily bypassed by that mysterious entity.

Suddenly, a gentle, deep male voice appeared in the hall.

"Miss Heloise, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

But you're right, Victoria Harbor is indeed a great city, and I really like it here.

Everyone quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man holding Bronze Scepter and wearing a gray cloak walk out of the Space Rift.