The lingering sound of the coronation still echoes across heaven and earth, and the fanatical cheers have not yet completely subsided.
Red Iron Dragon stood firmly in the center of the coronation stage, overlooking his nascent kingdom, and his majestic eyes swept over the dragon family members and heads of various ministries standing solemnly below.
The effective operation of a huge kingdom requires a clear, efficient and loyal governance structure to support it.
Garos aims to pursue the ultimate in individual strength, explore the mysteries of evolution, and does not want to get caught up in cumbersome government affairs.
For him, it is important to free himself from the trivial matters day after day and focus on improving his own strength.
Now, the ceremony is over.
It's time to give specific Divine Authority and responsibilities to those trustworthy right-hand men.
"Sorog·Ignas!"
Garos's voice sounded again, calm and majestic.
Iron Dragon Sorog immediately took a step forward, his huge iron-gray body lowered his head slightly, and finally prostrated in front of Red Iron Dragon Emperor in a respectful manner, with a loud voice like a bell. "Here!"
Garos declared in a deep voice, "Appoint you as Aura Regent, War Prince!"
"When I am away or inconvenienced, all military and political affairs of the kingdom will be decided by you with full authority! Command all the legions of the kingdom, be in charge of external conquests and internal defense Divine Authority, use your iron wings and sharp claws to protect the territory of the kingdom, and there will be no room for failure!"
This is a trust that is almost entrusted to the country, without any reservation, and almost all the most important Divine Authority of the kingdom are handed over.
The composure, loyalty and outstanding ability that Sorog has always displayed are worthy of this heavy attention.
Iron Dragon's eyes burned with a fiery and determined light, his head lowered to the ground, and he vowed sonorously and forcefully. "I will obey the king's decree!"
"I will defend the glory of the kingdom with my life and soul! Your will will be followed by our sharp talons and iron wings!"
His years of following and unwavering loyalty were rewarded at this moment.
Many years ago, when he was still Adolescent Dragon, Garos promised him that he would not keep the glory to himself.
Today, many years later, in this place where royal power is crowned, Garos has fulfilled that promise.
"Samantha·Ignas!"
Upon hearing this, the red dragon Samantha proudly raised its chest covered with red scales and stepped forward with heroic steps.
She also lowered her head high and lowered her strong body in front of Red Iron Dragon Emperor.
"Appoint you as Chief Alchemist, Governor of Industry! Take charge of all Alchemy Workshop, Golem Factory, Rune Forge, Ordnance R&D Center... responsible for the kingdom's entire alchemy industry system, the research and development and production of all war equipment and civilian facilities! The kingdom's future war weapons and the daily needs of the people are all tied to you!"
"As you wish, my brother, I will surely let the industrial fire of Aura burn throughout Northern Frontier!"
Samantha responded confidently.
Next, is the canonization of other core lords and special members.
Iron Dragon Laetitia, Blue Dragon Zolaya, Gold Dragon Alberto; Immortal Bird Anqiya, Amethyst Dragon Stirnus, Sacred Spirit Deer Lucy... They all obtained the status of lords with certain autonomy within the territory of the kingdom.
It is both an honor and a responsibility.
After that, Gold Dragon Nasha, who has a lively and out-of-the-box personality, and Fairy Dragon Vera, who is quirky and quirky, also got the positions of "diplomat" and "Kingdom Inspector" respectively as they wished.
However, these identities are more of a symbol and convenience, and do not have much substantive power.
Immediately afterwards, there was the formal canonization of those Kin Leaders who were the mainstays of the kingdom.
Glutton Demon Kalu, appointed as Legion Commander and War Warlord, controls all Ogre, large dependents and behemoth units, serving as the most advanced attack vanguard and unstoppable front crusher of the kingdom's army.
Centaur Elvie, appointed Kingdom Ranger General and Plains Warden, controls all horse tribes, some Wolf Cavalry and light cavalry units. They are responsible for patrolling, guarding, and rapid support tasks in the vast plains of the kingdom, and ensuring the smooth flow of important trade routes.
These two are the key family members who have high hopes from Garos and are very likely to break through the Legendary Realm barrier.
They have all been given real power and important responsibilities.
At the same time, the envoys from various countries on the viewing platform were watching this large-scale canonization ceremony and assessing Aura Kingdom's governance structure and talent reserves, feeling increasingly frightened in their hearts.
The most obvious shortcoming of the Aura Kingdom is the number of the Legendary Realm on its top layer.
Red Iron Dragon Emperor can kill Legendary Sword Saint head-on, and it itself has been regarded as the existence of the Legendary Realm.
Today, his size has grown significantly compared to eight years ago. Although size cannot be completely equated with strength, everyone is convinced that he has become stronger.
For conventional Dragonkin, the possibility of breaking through the Legendary Realm in just eight years without going through a long dormant period is extremely slim.
However, with Red Iron Dragon Emperor's consistent uniqueness and unconventional growth rate, it is very likely that he has truly entered the realm of the Legendary Realm in this short period of time.
Even so, the number of the Legendary Realm on the surface of the Aura Kingdom is still very few.
There is only one emperor.
However, under the Legendary Realm, those lords who were granted the title are almost all powerful creatures at level 19 or 20, with the lowest being level 18, and they are still level 18 dragons with the Dragon Race template. Their actual combat power far exceeds other races of the same level.
The core Kin Leader under his command also has a large number of high-level existences.
Among them, there are many monsters close to Mortal Limit.
These are all Legendary Realm reserves.
In this regard, although Aura Kingdom has just been born, its level has already exceeded the standard, even surpassing some small kingdoms that have developed over the years.
The climate in early autumn in the wilderness has a hint of coolness.
Theo Kingdom's Marcus Marquis felt that his back was about to be soaked with cold sweat.
The claws and muscles displayed by the Aura Kingdom in this ceremony made him more deeply aware of the horror of this new Dragon Kingdom, and also made his inner sense of crisis rise sharply.
He is extremely convinced that if this kingdom is allowed to develop stably in Northern Frontier, Theo Kingdom, its direct neighbor, will surely fall into continuous turmoil and threats in the future.
"What about the two Legendary Realm? Where are they? Why haven't you taken action yet?"
Marcus The Marquis' eyes frequently and covertly scanned the surrounding crowds and mountains, his heart heavy as a lead weight.
Compared with eight years ago, Red Iron Dragon Emperor must have become stronger, and there are so many high-level creatures close to the Legendary Realm gathered here, and there are also four Metal Dragon with profound backgrounds and clear attitudes present.
Those two mysterious Legendary Realm are probably thinking of quitting and don't dare to take action today and here.
"If they really take action, they may not only fail to succeed, but will become a stepping stone to increase the power of Red Iron Dragon, using their fall to sacrifice for this coronation..."
He was thinking anxiously in his heart, and then another thought came to his mind.
"Hmm... Or maybe, they are making a more careful and covert plan to ensure nothing goes wrong?"
Marcus The Marquis's mood kept fluctuating and it was difficult to calm down.
Next, the canonization ceremony continues.
Snake-man Priest Naris, was appointed Financial Adjutant and Trade Inspector to assist Regent Sorog in managing the kingdom's complex accounts and taxation system, supervise internal and external trade channels, and ensure that the kingdom's wealth can flow in an orderly and efficient manner like the snakes she commands, rather than being lost in vain.
Grand Workshop Master Scott, appointed as Alchemy Director and Military Industry Premier, assists Governor of Industry Samantha, specifically responsible for the research and development, standardized production and daily maintenance of various military and civilian equipment and alchemical equipment.
Werewolf Russell, appointed as Scout Commander and Shadow Intelligence Officer, controls all Werewolf and some of their family members who are good at stealth and assassination. They are responsible for intelligence collection, battlefield reconnaissance, counterintelligence and other tasks within and outside the empire. They serve as the kingdom's sharpest eyes and deadly teeth hidden in the dark.
The leader of Wyvern, Tasha, was appointed Crimson Flame Royal City Sky Patrol Envoy to control the subordinate Wyvern group. He is responsible for aerial reconnaissance and rapid support missions in the royal city and surrounding important areas, and to maintain public security and order in the royal city.
Dire Bear Chief Mobel, appointed as High Mountain Court Imperial Guard Commander, controls the powerful Dire Bear group, is responsible for the daily defense of the Dragon Court area, and guards the safety of the dragon Royal Court, which is one of the emperor's most personal barriers.
As Kin Leader, who has different shapes but the same strong aura, accepted the canonization, the ruling structure of the Aura Kingdom has been further improved and consolidated.
These leaders who perform their own duties, together with the upper-level dragon lords, form an efficient and loyal ruling network covering all aspects of military, internal affairs, economy, intelligence, etc., ensuring that this emerging kingdom can get rid of the looseness of the tribal era and effectively operate towards a truly centralized kingdom.
Their existence is all to enable Garos to strengthen himself without any distractions.
For Garos, there is only one most important thing.
--Get stronger, keep getting stronger!
Unlike many traditional kingdoms where the monarch "exists because of the country", Aura Kingdom "exists because of the king".
It is built around King Red Iron Dragon. His existence and strength are the foundation for the birth of the Aura Kingdom and its ability to stand firm in the future.
"Gentlemen!"
After the canonization ceremony, Red Iron Dragon Emperor declared in a deep voice, "The chapter of the kingdom has been opened. The future glory and strength will not be enjoyed by me alone, but will be forged by us and everyone present!"
"For the Aura Kingdom!"
"For Your Majesty! For the Kingdom!"
All the sealed ones, whether dragons or dependents, responded in unison with their most Bloodburst voices, and their voices merged into one voice again.
Afterwards, as the sun set in the west, this grand and unprecedented founding ceremony slowly came to an end.
And the story of the Aura Kingdom has just begun.
"It seems... my deterrence is still too strong."
Garos narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking in his mind.
His gaze was like a torch, scanning the area where the delegations of various countries were located, but he did not sense the presence of any Legendary Realm powerful people.
According to the practice of various countries, no country will send its own Legendary Realm to other countries to participate in such ceremonies without first seeking and obtaining the explicit consent of the host.
Each Legendary Realm is equivalent to a walking nuclear weapon.
Legendary Realm Strong men rashly appear in the core areas of other countries, which will be interpreted as a serious provocation or even a declaration of war.
"Is it true that there is no hidden identity of the Legendary Realm?"
"It's also possible that the other party has extremely clever concealment methods, but I haven't developed the characteristics in terms of sensory detection, so I haven't been able to detect it."
Garos thought silently.
He originally had some idea that by not actively publicizing the news that he had been promoted to the Legendary Realm, he might be able to attract some people with ulterior motives at today's grand event where all parties gathered.
Use their lives and blood to add a little more brilliance to their new kingdom Dragon Might.
Only eight short years.
Under normal circumstances, Dragonkin may be able to grow in size due to certain secret techniques, but it is impossible to break through to the Legendary Realm so quickly. Moreover, his battle with Bronze Dragon took place in the boundless sea, so only Magic Satellite at the imperial level could detect it, and the internal discussions of the Dragon Realm were not spread to the outside world.
But even so, the aura of king he exuded was so powerful that it was still enough to intimidate the entire audience.
As a result, potential enemies dare not act rashly after weighing the pros and cons.
No one chooses to ask for trouble when his Dragon Might is at its peak and the morale of the kingdom is at its highest.
However, after all, this is just a casual move.
It would be best if it can attract some ignorant idiots. If not, Garos will not be disappointed at all.
There aren't many real idiots who can step into the Legendary Realm.
As for deliberately showing weakness to lure the enemy... in his opinion, it is completely unnecessary.
That kind of approach is contrary to his nature, and may push some onlookers who might otherwise remain neutral to the opposite side.
Unconsciously, night has fallen quietly, like a huge curtain covering Dragonspine Mountains and Crimson Flame Royal City.
The hustle and bustle of the founding ceremony gradually subsided, but the splendor and excitement in the royal city did not dim. Instead, there was a palace banquet used to entertain envoys from all parties.
Under the increasingly dark night, the entire Crimson Flame Royal City is brightly lit, as if it were daytime.
Countless magic light balls are suspended in the air, complementing the burning Dragonflame braziers and tens of thousands of torches on the city walls and towers, making every corner of this giant city shine brightly.
Laughter and Bloodburst's music replaced the solemnity of the day.
The main venue is located in the huge square in front of the Dragonspine Mountains, which has already been properly arranged.
The long dining table covered with gorgeous tablecloths is filled with delicacies from all over the wilderness: giant beasts roasted until golden, huge Flame Fruit flowing with amber honey juice, carefully brewed special drinks with a strong taste... Various aromas are mixed together, permeating the air, arousing appetite.
Dancers and musicians of all ethnic groups performed hard and energetically.
As the only protagonist of this feast, Garos did not attend in person as Red Iron Dragon.
He used Shapeshifting Spell to transform it into a Dragonborn form that is more convenient and allows for better enjoyment of food and communication.
Even so, his body was still so tall and strong that it was almost suffocating, as if made of black-red metal, with key joints and torso parts covered with dense dragon scales. His face was cold and majestic, and his eyes were calm, scanning the whole place calmly.
He was sitting on the most distinguished seat of the banquet, his posture casual but naturally exuding a sense of oppression.
He treated the bright gems as after-dinner snacks and drank the carefully prepared Black Oil as fine wine.
In addition, such an occasion naturally inevitably involves diplomatic undercurrents and temptations.
The first person who couldn't hold himself back was Rybos Kingdom's Marquis Butler.
After Garos threw his head back and drank a large glass of Black Oil fine wine, Marquis Butler walked over with a steady pace and a glass of wine in his hand.
He bowed to Garos who was sitting upright, with a very low posture.
"Your Majesty the Emperor Ignas, please allow me to once again represent Rybos Kingdom to offer you the most sincere and warmest congratulations on your coronation and the birth of the Aura Kingdom."
He spoke sincerely and in a high-spirited tone.
"Butler Marquis, I already know the blessing from the Rybos Kingdom."
Garos nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the other party, his tone was calm, and there was no hint of happiness or anger, making it impossible to guess his true thoughts.
"Your Majesty," Marquis Butler saw this, took another step closer, lowered his voice, and said, "You may not know something. Lothern Kingdom may seem powerful, but its internal bureaucracy is prevalent, its institutions are bloated, and its efficiency is low."
"I'm afraid their cooperation with you is more of a fluke than a long-term and sincere consideration of mutual benefit."
He paused, observing Garos's bottomless eyes, trying to catch a trace of emotion.
Seeing that the other party was still expressionless, he took a deep breath and continued to speak enthusiastically:
"But Rybos Kingdom is completely different!"
"We work on a merit basis and never mind the race or origin of our partners."
"We have mainland China's top engineering technology, extremely rich reserves of various resources, and... a far more sincere willingness to cooperate than Lothern."
"If Your Majesty is interested, we can definitely reach a far superior agreement than cooperating with Lothern in terms of mining, weapons and equipment trade, and even the sharing of certain key technologies."
In such a public occasion, the Marquis Ribos spoke to Red Iron Dragon Emperor without hesitation, which attracted many overt or covert eyes.
Moreover, there was almost no cover in his words, and they were a blatant attempt to win over and alienate Lothern.
"I understand the Marquis' suggestion."
Red Iron Dragon neither showed interest nor refused directly, "Aura Kingdom was first established, everything is new, and the fundamental interests of the kingdom should be the only criterion for interactions with all parties."
"As for specific cooperation matters... there is a long way to go, so there is no need to rush."
This understatement and nonsensical response made Marquis Butler, who had prepared a lot of rhetoric, feel like a heavy punch had been hit on fluffy cotton, with nowhere to put any force.
His lips moved slightly, wanting to add something more, trying to lead the topic in a more substantive direction.
However, Garos has naturally turned his attention to other corners of the banquet hall, obviously not intending to spend any more time on this topic.
Butler The enthusiastic smile on the face of the Marquis froze.
Finally, he bowed again and stepped back wisely.
"Wang, it seems that you are also quite good at mediating politics and diplomacy."
Deep in his heart, Iron Dragon Sorog whispered with a hint of smile, and he was also silently paying attention to the short but hidden conversation just now.
"Don't forget, the blood of Iron Dragon also flows in my body."
"There are some things that I don't like to do, but it doesn't mean that I don't know how to do them, or that I can't do them well." Garos's consciousness responded calmly, "In addition, Sorog, we brothers do not need to use honorifics when communicating in private."
If he really didn't know anything about this, how could he have gathered so many rebellious Dragonkin and powerful family members under his command step by step in this dangerous wilderness, and made them sincerely convinced?
Garos's ability to reach this point depends on more than just strength.
Not long after, the Marquis Marcus of the Theo Kingdom also came over with a heavy step, holding a wine glass.
His expression was much more solemn and complicated than that of the previous Marquis Butler.
Theo Kingdom had a serious conflict with the former Molten Iron Tribe, and now it borders the brand-new territory of the Aura Kingdom. The long border makes the two sides more involved in resources, security, influence and other aspects.
"Your Majesty the Emperor Ignas."
He walked closer and saluted respectfully. "First of all, on behalf of the Theo Kingdom, please allow me to congratulate Aura Kingdom on its official establishment."
"Looking back at the past... there may have been some regrettable misunderstandings and frictions between our two countries."
Garos stared at him quietly, with no waves in his eyes, and did not answer the question. He just waited for the other person's next words in a very oppressive silence.
Marquis Marcus took a deep breath and continued, "Theo Kingdom sincerely hopes that he and the brand-new Aura Kingdom can put aside their past feud and open a new chapter of peace and stability."
"We are willing to conduct candid and in-depth negotiations on the specific demarcation of the northern border, the tariff agreement on bilateral trade, and... some unpleasant events that have occurred in the past, and seek a solution that is beneficial to both parties and acceptable to both parties."
"After all, long-term peace and border stability are in the common interests of our two countries."
These remarks were made in a rather low-key manner, and they were considered an olive branch for peace talks.
Garos Hearing this, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his face.
Of course he knows what Theo Kingdom is worried about.
A unified and powerful Dragon Kingdom quickly emerged in Northern Frontier, completely changing the pattern of the surrounding areas and making Theo, a neighboring country, feel an unprecedented threat.
"Marcus Marquis," Garos spoke slowly, his voice still steady, "Peace and development are also what Aura Kingdom and I want."
"As for the past..."
He paused and said calmly, "A little friction is nothing more than insignificant dust."
As he spoke, Garos raised his glass, took a sip, and then said:
"Aura Kingdom's door is always open to neighbors with goodwill and sincerity, but how you walk through the door and whether you can truly establish a solid relationship depends on the Theo Kingdom's own wisdom and sincerity."
He did not explicitly reject the proposal for peace talks, but he also never mentioned any substantive commitments or concessions, nor did he show any concern for the "misunderstandings" in the past, as if they were really just insignificant dust.
This kind of diplomatic rhetoric that is smooth and leaves room for error can often only be spoken by politicians who have been immersed in it for many years.
The surrounding envoys listened to this conversation, and it was really difficult to connect such watertight words with a certain degree of advance and retreat with the image of the mighty and extraordinary Red Iron Dragon Emperor in front of them.
This means that he not only possesses powerful strength, but also possesses sharp and calm thinking.
Marcus Marquis' heart sank, knowing that this dragon king was far more difficult to deal with than he expected.
Reason told him that he should stop at this moment and retreat at the right time.
However, the delay in the appearance of the two mysterious Legendary Realm made him extremely anxious; he himself was also under heavy pressure from his domestic political opponents and His Majesty the King; he came this time with the difficult task of "easing relations"; in addition, in order to strengthen his courage and relieve his boredom, he drank a lot of strong alcohol.
... Various factors were intertwined, and he was extremely irritable, with a surge of blood rushing to the top of his head uncontrollably.
"Your Majesty, I offer you a toast!"
He did not bow down politely, but instead raised the wine glass in his hand again, looked at Garos with burning eyes, and his voice was slightly raised due to excitement.
"I sincerely hope that you can use a broad mind to put the misunderstandings and frictions before the founding of the Kingdom into the past!"
"I also believe that with your wisdom and foresight, Your Majesty, you will be able to make the best choice that is most beneficial to the Aura Kingdom on major issues related to the future of the two countries!"
These words sounded like a toast and a compliment, but upon closer inspection, there was a hint of potential threat, "I hope you choose wisely, otherwise...".
Next to him, Marquis Butler, who had just retreated not far away, looked at Marcus with a look of surprise on his face.
Did this guy get drunk? Didn't he realize that there was a thorn in his words?
To speak so unscrupulously in someone else's royal capital, at the coronation feast of the other emperor's emperor... don't ever spill your blood on me when you die.
He calmly took another two steps away.
The other envoys also wisely stepped back and stayed away.
Garos narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the human marquis in front of him, but there was no emotion in his eyes.
He did not raise his glass in response, but casually waved his paw to indicate Dragonborn Guard, who was standing by.
"Give me wine."
He uttered two words calmly.
The guards immediately bowed to accept the order and quickly retreated.
Soon, Konoe came to Marquis Marcus, holding a rough-shaped wine glass in both hands, and handed it to him without any expression.
The liquid contained in the wine glass is not a good wine for ordinary banquets.
It is dark and viscous in color, barely reflecting any light under the bright lights around it, just like the deepest night.
A strong and pungent smell, like highly purified sulfur mixed with lava and mixed with some kind of metallic smell, filled the air, causing several envoys with a keen sense of smell nearby to frown subconsciously and couldn't help but lean back slightly.
"This is my favorite cup, Marquis, please taste it."
Garos's voice is still dull, with no hint of emotion or anger.
At the same time, the Dragonborn Guard kept the posture of passing the wine, his eyes were calm but with a meaning that could not be refused, fixed on the Marquis Marcus.
Marcus The Marquis looked down at the black viscous liquid in front of him, smelling the dizzying strong smell, and the muscles on his face twitched.
Wine? Can this thing be called wine?
This is clearly the undiluted, highly condensed Black Oil!
He has no doubt that as long as a spark splashes in, this glass of "wine" will probably burn for three days and three nights!
At this moment, he truly realized what it means to ride a tiger but be unable to dismount.
This cup of royal wine was given by the emperor himself, and represented an attitude, a temptation, and even a punishment.
If you don't drink it, you are openly disrespecting the emperor. In front of so many envoys, the consequences will be disastrous; but if you drink it...
Let you have some more time to be proud!
Damn it Evil Dragon! You don't know that you have been targeted by the two mysterious Legendary Realm, right?! When you die, let's see if you can still maintain this high and mighty attitude!
Marcus The Marquis lowered his head slightly to hide the flash of fierceness in his eyes, and then quickly raised his head again, forcing a smile on his face.
He stretched out his slightly trembling hand and took the heavy and hot glass of wine.
"Many... thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!"
He gritted his teeth and said this, then closed his eyes, brought the rim of the cup to his mouth, and took a big gulp!
"Uh... cough cough cough! Ugh--!!"
Uncontrollable coughing and retching burst out from Marquis Marcus's throat. His face instantly turned the color of pig liver, veins popped up on his forehead, and tears poured out uncontrollably.
The viscous liquid looked like hot magma with countless tiny spikes.
Wherever he passed, he felt bursts of burning pain and indescribable nausea in his esophagus and stomach. He felt as if his throat had been polished with sandpaper, and even his breath smelled like sulfur and metal.
He tried not to vomit on the spot, but his body was shaking violently uncontrollably and he could hardly stand still.
Garos still looked at his embarrassed appearance calmly, as if watching a drama that had nothing to do with him. "It seems that the fine wine I prefer is not in line with the taste of the Marquis."
He spoke slowly.
Marcus Marquis felt as if his throat had been burnt by charcoal fire, and his voice became hoarse. "... Your Majesty, forgive me... Yes... I am... I cannot bear it..."
"It doesn't matter." Garos waved his hand casually, as if he really didn't mind, "The path Aura Kingdom has chosen and the preferences he advocates may be different from the sophistication of southern greenhouses."
"Marquis, you need some time to get used to it."
He made a pun, referring not only to this special cup of Black Oil wine, but also to the two neighboring kingdoms.
"Yes... yes... Thank you, Your Majesty... for your teaching..."
Marcus The Marquis squeezed out these words through his teeth, wanting to escape immediately from this place that was causing him so much suffering.
However, before he turned around, the emperor's quiet yet invisible voice sounded clearly again.
"Marquis, we in the wilderness have always had a tradition of respecting food and not wasting resources. The same is true for the Aura Kingdom, who founded the country on the wilderness. Since you have accepted the reward, you should finish the glass of wine before retreating."
The voice was still understated, but Marquis Marcus instantly felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and the blood in his body was about to freeze.
At this moment, Marquis Marcus's drunkenness and enthusiasm had completely faded away, he was completely sober, and his heart was filled with regret and fear.
He looked at the cup of black viscous liquid in his hand that had hardly reduced in volume, and pursed his lips, trying to find an excuse to shirk it.
However, under Garos's calm gaze, he felt as if his heart was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making it difficult to even breathe.
He had no doubt that if he really dared to refuse at this moment, blood would be everywhere in the next second.
He took a deep breath, as if he was trying to suck the last courage of his life into his lungs, then closed his eyes, and forcefully poured the remaining Black Oil spirit in the cup into his throat one mouth after another with great difficulty and slowness.
The entire banquet was silent, no one stopped them, they just watched indifferently.
When the last drop of viscous liquid slipped into the esophagus, Marquis Marcus could no longer hold on. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. His whole body seemed to have had his bones taken away, and he collapsed directly to the ground. His breath was weak, and his face was like gold paper.
Garos looked at his miserable state and shook his head slightly. "If you can't drink it, why bother holding on so hard?"
"Messenger, you are too stubborn."
"Forget it, take him down and find a place for him to have a good rest."
Several Theo Kingdom attendants who were accompanying him were sweating profusely and turned pale with fear. Hearing this, they hurriedly stepped forward as if they had been granted amnesty, lifted up the unconscious and dying Marquis, and quickly exited the banquet venue.
After drinking so much Black Oil, it is specially prepared to provide a high-concentration version of Garos.
Marcus Marquis' life or death is uncertain.
On the other side, Fairy Dragon Vera is lying leisurely on Deborah's shoulder.
She leaned close to Red-Silver Dragon's ear, and in a voice that only the two could hear, she whispered with a smile, "Hey, Deborah, look at Garos, he is really doing what he wants."
"He is now in full swing. He is a completely unpredictable, moody, and formidable king."
"Those envoys from the south probably didn't expect a wilderness Evil Dragon to be so good at being an emperor, as if he was born with it."
Deborah's eyes focused on Red Iron Dragon.
She smiled lightly and whispered, "This image of Garos will only exist for a few days at most. Before long, he will be itchy all over, abandon state affairs, and start crazy self-training."
Fairy Dragon nodded with deep understanding. "That's right."
"But, he seems to be having a lot of fun now."
They all understand the nature of Garos very well.
This kind of diplomatic trivial matter that requires long-term compromise and intrigue is not an area he really likes.
It was on the day of the founding ceremony that, out of concern for the kingdom's image, he was willing to "play" with the envoys from all parties.
After that, such daily diplomacy and government affairs will most likely be handed over to the calm and reliable Regent Sorog.
As for himself, he will once again focus on pursuing the ultimate strength of his own power.
At the same time, amid the superficial laughter and the changing of cups and glasses, all the envoys present could clearly feel the Ignas emperor's acting style and ruling skills.
He is confident, powerful, extremely pragmatic and has clear goals.
Any attempt to use rhetoric to seduce or use potential threats to exert pressure will not be able to shake his will.
If you want to deal well with this emerging Dragon Kingdom, you must show real chips and sincerity.
As for the Marquis Marcus who was taken away because of his improper speech and whose life was in danger... no one cares about him at this moment.
The relationship between the Theo Kingdom and Aura Kingdom is already tense and delicate. As the conflict of interests intensifies in the future, there is a high probability that it will inevitably lead to a deeper confrontation.
A marquis said potentially threatening words in public on the day of the other emperor's founding ceremony?
Red Iron Dragon Emperor did not kill him in the most brutal way on the spot. This was the greatest restraint shown by the envoys from various countries who had gathered together and for the sake of diplomatic face.
Whether he lives or dies next, it won't make any waves.
Immediately afterwards, the feast continued in an atmosphere that was lively on the surface but full of thoughts on the inside.
Garos sat firmly on the throne, like a king entrenched in the center of a huge spider web. He seemed to be casually tasting wine and snacks, but in fact he was calmly observing the movements of each moth and assessing their intentions.
At the same time, Crimson Flame Royal City was thousands of miles away, in a hidden mountain col.
When Marquis Marcus collapsed to the ground, dying and being carried away by his attendants, the visual connection maintained by the secret spell was also interrupted.
The two Grey-Robed Legendary, who witnessed the entire founding ceremony and subsequent banquet scenes through Marcus, are located here.
They looked at each other and fell into a brief silence.
After a while, the taller one in gray robe was the first to speak, "What an idiot. I originally wanted to observe Red Iron Dragon Emperor through him, but in the end, I was looking for death."
This Legendary Realm made a decision immediately.
--Completely kill Marcus Marquis, a chess piece that has lost its value and may cause trouble.
When they first met Marcus, they quietly planted an extremely secret spell mark on him.
At this moment, it happened to take advantage of the weakening life of Marquis Marcus to remotely activate the mark and let him die naturally to avoid future troubles.
Snap!
Grey-Robed Legendary made a silent snap of his fingers.
Thousands of miles away, within Crimson Flame Royal City.
Deep in the heart of the comatose Marquis Marcus, the imperceptible magic mark quietly Shatter turned into a cold and obscure death energy, quickly eroding his already fragile heart.
There was no way he would see the sun again the next day, and he would eventually and reasonably die of cardiac arrest.
At first, Marquis Marcus thought he was smart and wanted to kill him cleanly. He only provided information and let the two mysterious Legendary Realm attack and kill Red Iron Dragon, while he watched coldly.
But he never thought that if he sought skin from a tiger, how could he remain safe?
The final outcome is most likely to be eaten by a tiger, skin and bones.
"With the two of us, if we want to kill that Red Iron Dragon Emperor, the success rate is not high, and we may even suffer harm from him." The shorter man in gray robe asked in a deep voice, his voice blurred through the hood. "Do you... need to apply for support?"
The tall man in gray robe nodded.
"To make sure nothing goes wrong, call two more colleagues over."
He paused, as if he felt it was not safe enough, and continued to add, "In addition, apply for the allocation of the Legendary Realm weapon "Ashen Delight". It has a high damage bonus and suppression effect on all fire-type creatures. It can greatly weaken the power of Red Iron Dragon and help us achieve our wishes smoothly!"
Another gray-robed man heard this and echoed in a low voice, "That's right... this powerful dragon emperor, his power, his bloodline... will eventually lead us to the final sublimation."
"He... belongs to us."
Immediately, the two Grey-Robed Legendary seemed to have reached some kind of consensus. Their bodies hidden under the wide cloaks seemed to have undergone subtle changes, and their eyes suddenly shrank in the shadows, turning into indifferent vertical pupils.
"Use scales as armor, breath as soul; wisdom as reins, strength as shaft."
"Looking up to the lofty, bowing your head as an unworthy servant; Dragon-Binding Oath, we will become gods."
"..."
A low and hoarse chant sounded from their mouths at the same time.
Like a curse or some kind of prayer, it echoed faintly in this silent and deserted mountain col.