"There should be a feast in the kingdom."
After finishing talking about the business, Iron Dragon Gordon gently put his front paws on the ground and suggested. "Celebrate the emperor's victory and triumph."
"You fought well this time. You must give everyone a chance to roar."
Garos glanced at him and nodded gently. "Okay."
Aura's soldiers need a reason to toast and revel, and so do the people in the city.
A grand triumphal celebration would allow them to turn the emperor's victory into their own pride.
Gordon didn't stay long, turned around and flapped his wings, swooped down from the high platform, and flew away quickly.
The high platform returned to calm.
Red Iron Dragon squatted down and let the light pass over his territory.
His gaze first moved upward, pausing for a moment on Floating City of Holden, and then turned to the west, landing on the land ruled by Lord of Thunder.
There is no doubt about it.
His current pet peeve is Lord of Thunder Lamorien who has fallen into the arms of the Dragon Queen.
"Let him extinguish the fire of resistance in the west one by one, let his fighting spirit reach its peak after clearing the rear, and then attack me, or should I take the initiative and go directly to him?"
Garos was thinking in his heart.
He is not an impulsive character.
Under normal circumstances, Garos will never rush to solve a single hidden danger.
Time is always on his side.
With his growth rate, the longer he delays, the deeper his foundation will be and the greater his advantage will be. It will always be more beneficial to him if he delays.
But now the situation is a little different.
On the one hand, Lamorien is backed by Chromatic Dragon Queen.
The existence of gods is a variable that cannot be measured by common sense.
It is unknown when her will will directly intervene and in what way. To be on the safe side, there is no problem in delaying the process, but if this hidden danger can be removed as early as possible, it is also a good choice.
On the other hand.
The more practical factor is that Ashen Annihilation Form is very suitable for fighting Storm Dragon.
"Blue Dragon's fighting style is to attack both near and far, but the overall style is more towards the legal system. Storm Dragon is the ultimate of Blue Dragon's bloodline, and this is no exception."
Information about Lord of Thunder and Storm Dragon.
Garos comes to mind one after another.
Reinhart has fought against Lamorien before. Based on that information, it can be basically judged that Lord of Thunder's fighting style is indeed slightly biased towards the legal system.
He is also good at close combat.
However, when Storm Dragon fights in close combat, it mainly relies on elemental enchantments and various energy effects to stack damage, rather than relying on pure claws to tear it apart.
"My Ashen Annihilation Form's physical resistance has been greatly reduced, but its magic resistance is almost full. It is perfect for dealing with enemies like Lamorien."
"The winning rate can be increased by at least 10%."
Red Iron Dragon's eyes were full of contemplation, and he was weighing it over and over again in his heart.
This body of Ashen Annihilation has not been mutated for a long time, but after experiencing the previous war, he has already mastered it quite skillfully.
And it has not been corrected by its own Adaptive Evolution, and is at its purest peak state.
If he were to fight Storm Dragon now, he could almost ignore those energy attacks and even swallow them as fuel to make himself more courageous as he fought.
He stood there, letting the high wind blow through his scales.
Time gradually came to seven days later.
The royal city has not been so noisy for a long time.
The city gates have been wide open since early morning.
People of all races carried barrels of ale out of the depths of the cellar without rolling them on the ground. They directly carried them with their thick arms and walked on the stone road with heavy steps, showing off their muscles and strength as they walked.
In the square, long tables were set up one after another.
The fat from the roasted whole beef dripped into the charcoal fire below, and with every drop it fell, an orange tongue of flame rose up, making a sizzling sound.
The smell of meat spreads in all directions along the street.
Going deep into the alley, I pulled out all the usually lazy cats, dogs, and small animals. They were spinning around anxiously, occasionally raising their heads and barking, trying to beg for a bite to eat.
At noon, the feast officially began.
Dragon Court The main hall of the main hall is also filled with food.
Whole beasts roasted until golden brown, giant elephant ribs marinated in spices and then slow-cooked, giant deep-sea fish brought from the coast, and barrels of fine wine were laid out in rows.
Musicians were playing lively tunes in a corner of the hall.
The dancers stretched out their delicate yet powerful figures, spinning and weaving in the music.
Garos crouched on the main seat.
The dark scales glowed quietly under the light, and his tail was coiled in front of him.
There was a huge dinner plate in front of him. In addition to meat, there were also shiny gems and metal ingots, arranged separately by color and texture, like a small the Mines. The large wine glass beside the claw contained high-concentration Black Oil.
He has always eaten like this, and the waiters and family members have long been accustomed to it.
Below him, the important members of the Aura Kingdom took their seats one after another.
Gordon occupies the stone seat on the left, closest to Garos.
Although the banquet had just started, this Iron Dragon had already killed the third roasted cow and was dragging the fourth one to his plate.
He tore the beef open with his claws, chewed the bones together and swallowed it.
During the eating process, Iron Dragon's scales opened slightly due to satisfaction, revealing the slightly lighter skin underneath, and his eyes were full of happiness and satisfaction.
This scene makes Garos a little suspicious now.
Iron Dragon's original intention of proposing to hold the banquet may not be to celebrate his victory, but more like he wanted to feast and indulge in a meal in a hurry.
However, he can see the hard work Gordon has put in over the years.
This is understandable.
Next to Iron Dragon, there is a ball of fire.
The color gradually changes from blazing white to orange-red outwards, and finally converges at the edges, outlining the outline of the human-like slender torso and limbs.
Fire Spirit Princess of Lothern is also the companion of Gordon.
She stayed quietly beside Iron Dragon, licking the wine glass with her flaming red lips. What was in it was not strong wine, but a cluster of deep Blue Dragon magic flames. The flames swayed slightly in the cup, making her face light up and jump for joy, as if she was thinking about something.
Garos's eyes moved away from Iron Dragon and fell on this quiet flame.
"Princess Elina, how do you feel about changing from a human body to a life with the element of fire?"
Red Iron Dragon asked.
This princess is one of the few humans who has witnessed his growth from Young Dragon to Lord of Atlant, or in other words, a former human being.
From when she was still at Lothern Royal House, to now she is sitting at the banquet of Aura Royal Court.
There are too many things in between.
The flame on Elina's face flickered slightly, and he raised his head and looked at the giant dragon.
"Better than ever."
"The human body has too much to take care of."
"Sleeping, eating, injuries, aging... each of them is an obstacle that cannot be bypassed. It requires a lot of time to fight against one's own body, leaving very little time for what is really important."
She smiled lightly and said, "No need now."
"This body will not get tired or age. As long as the flames are not extinguished, I can continue to exist and I can use it to do what I want to do every day."
Garos said, "The elemental body theoretically has a longer life than the dragon."
Fire Spirit Princess nodded lightly. "A long life means that I can devote myself to studying things that require investment in hundreds of years, such as the Immortality Technique left by our ancestor Saint King."
She studied Saint King Immortality Technique, and Garos knew about it.
Iron Dragon once mentioned it in the report.
Now, Holy Spirit created by Lothern Saint-King is a member of Aura Sanctum, but it is completely different from Heroic Spirit in nature. As long as the city of Lothern is immortal, Holy Spirit will not die, and will continue to grow stronger as Lothern grows.
This is his Immortality Technique creation.
However, this technology has major shortcomings, and Saint King failed to solve the key problems.
Elina's research is precisely to fill those gaps.
Garos picked up the large wine glass on his paw, took a sip, and then said, "Aura will provide support for your research.
If you need anything, please mention it to Gordon."
The flames flickered, framing the face as a smile.
Elina lowered his head slightly and said, "I will. In addition, I need the support of Ms. Afra. I have several spell structure issues. Her insights should be of great help."
On the other side, Crown of Magic Afra, who was sitting quietly, raised his head and first glanced at Red-Iron Dragon on the main seat.
Garos gave her a look of acquiescence before she turned to Fire Spirit.
"Princess Elina, I am happy to study immortality with you."
"Why don't we talk now?"
Elina nodded.
The two came together and soon became immersed in the discussion, and the noise around them was automatically filtered out by them.
Red Iron Dragon stuffed a handful of gems into his mouth and chewed them loudly. While chewing, he glanced around the rest of the hall.
Glutton Demon Kalu squatted farther away.
He was not focused on anything else, his eyes were filled with the food piled up like a hill in front of him. He was eating at an alarming speed. A plate of meat disappeared into his big mouth with bones and meat in the blink of an eye. He didn't even notice the gaze from Dragon Lord.
Elvie and Russell sit on the other side.
Sensing Dragon Lord's gaze moving towards him, they both looked back at the same time, bowing their heads slightly to express respect.
On the other side, Reinhart is wearing a light Blue Dragon dress with a silver brooch at the neckline. She is leaning sideways and talking to another humanoid guest next to her.
"In Nausir, a poet described me, saying that I am as brave as a dragon."
Elf raised his glass and touched it lightly with Reinhart, "I accepted it happily before and thought it was a good thing. Now I just want them to describe it differently."
He wore silver-white light armor, with fine patterns on his shoulder pads and wrist guards.
She had long pale blond hair tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, and the tips of her ears poked out from between her hair, slightly tilted up. She clinked glasses boldly yet elegantly, and the wine swayed in the glass without spilling a drop.
Sun Yao Great Knight, Talamond.
He came to the Aura Kingdom in person with all the bounty promised by Nausir, just in time for this feast.
Reinhart laughed out loud, "Great Knight, I admire your honesty."
Elf took a sip of wine and his eyes fell on human Destiny Rank, "Reinhart, the adventurer from Atlant, I heard about you when I was at Orotara."
"But to be honest, I was a little surprised when I heard the news that you had become a follower of the dragon."
"Why are you willing to surrender to Red Emperor?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized that his question seemed a bit offensive in such a situation.
He put down his wine glass and added, "Please forgive me, I can't help but be curious. In Nausir, this problem has been tormenting me for a long time.
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Reinhart doesn't take it seriously.
He smiled slightly and put the wine glass on the edge of the table.
"Other than our Aura Red Emperor, who can treat everyone equally and allow all races to coexist harmoniously and develop prosperously?
Who can bring peace and prosperity to Atlant?"
he asked rhetorically.
No matter how the outside world views Aura, the fact is that the countries under Aura may have been cautious when they were first forced to surrender, but now, they are nothing but loyal.
"Who would have thought?"
Talamond nodded and said with emotion, "Nowadays, the most peaceful area in the entire Bernardo is actually under the rule of the dragon. If I tell you, not many other Material Plane will believe it."
Halfway through the banquet, the musician changed to a more soothing song.
Elf nodded to Reinhart, then turned around, walked through the passage between the banquet tables, and walked towards the main seat.
The eyes in the main hall then gathered.
Garos is enjoying the food in front of him.
Sensing the approach of Elf, his jaw paused for a moment, then continued chewing, crushed the metal piece in his mouth and swallowed it, lowered his eyes and looked at the visitor.
"Your Majesty Ignas, Dear Red Emperor Pale Star."
Elf stood still and said in a clear voice, "Please allow me to once again express my highest respect to you on behalf of Nausir."
"On Southern Foothills Plain, your flames burned through the Orc position, burning for justice and order, as bright as the sun."
Garos nodded slightly.
Elf took off a small bag from his waist.
"In addition to the meteorites already delivered, this is an additional thank you from the empire."
The bag was opened, and a silver medal with gold patterns was exposed in the air. It was extremely finely made and had a full moon engraved on it.
"Full Moon Medal is one of the highest honors awarded to the Nausir Empire since its establishment.
,"Before this, only Elf had obtained it."
Talamond said in a solemn voice, "And now, it belongs to a real dragon."
"You have gained the friendship of Nausir, and with this medal, the empire will provide you with unconditional support, including support from Immortal One, as long as it does not violate the principles of the empire."
A Dragonkin waiter stepped forward, took the badge with both hands, turned around and sent it to the emperor.
Garos picked up the badge with the tip of his claws and looked down at it.
The badge looked extremely small between the dragon's claws, like a grain of sand. He turned it over and looked at the inscription on the back. It was a string of ancient Elf words, which was an oath or something like that.
"Nausir is generous."
He said, "I will cherish this friendship."
However, he didn't really value this badge in his heart.
The so-called friendship and support are, in the final analysis, just promises.
If one day Aura and Nausir stand on opposite sides, this thing will be just a beautiful piece of metal, worthless.
And even now, its practical utility is limited.
The war between Nausir and Cantum is still going on. As they advance step by step, they are also depleted. How can they really allocate strength to support him?
Don't say Immortal One.
Even Destiny Rank level support may not be available.
"Your Majesty."
Elf stood up straight and changed the subject, "The remnants of Orc are still regrouping south of the Redridge Mountains. Two Saint Realm are still alive, and there are also a large number of the Legendary Realm level combat forces gathering."
"So, Nausir hopes to entrust you again to continue fighting for the empire."
"The empire is willing to use more chips."
"Territory, resources, treasured ancient knowledge... whatever we have, we can talk about it."
Garos looked at the great knight Elf and shook his head slightly.
"The price of killing the incarnation of God is much heavier than you see."
Red Iron Dragon said unhurriedly, "I did stand to the end, but the damage inside my body was far beyond what the outside world imagined. I need to rest and it is not appropriate to participate in fierce wars again."
Talamond stood quietly and finished listening.
The breath that the giant dragon exhaled was strong and full. Every time it exhaled, it was like a hot wind sweeping through the hall, as strong as an active volcano.
What I just said was obviously just a word of rejection.
But he didn't expose it.
"I understand."
Elf bowed slightly and said, "When His Majesty recovers from his injury, you can contact me through this rune at any time. The empire's commission will not expire."
He took out a small rune stone from the inside of his wrist armor and handed it to the Dragonkin waiter beside him.
Afterwards, Talamond gave a farewell ceremony.
"The war in the empire is still going on. I have military orders and cannot stay here for a long time. Thank you Aura for your hospitality. The residual warmth of this feast will burn in my memory for a long time."
Garos nodded without leaving him any longer. "I hope Nausir can achieve the final victory."
"I would like to lend you your kind words."
After Elf finished speaking, he took a few steps back and then turned around.
As he walked through the hall, he passed by Reinhart, stretched out his hand and shook the human gently. When he walked to the door of the hall, Talamond's body flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The atmosphere was not interrupted by this episode for too long, and the liveliness was quickly restored.
The music was still playing in the hall, and the dancers lined up again and changed to another piece of music.
Garos lowered his eyes and looked at Space Crystal who was placed in front of him.
A total of three meteorites were sealed in three pieces of Space Crystal, neatly placed in front of them.
This means three opportunities, each time there is a probability of directly mutating into a more powerful form than the current one. Of course, there is also a probability of getting a failed form, and the gain outweighs the loss.
The dragon's claws picked up one of the pieces of Space Crystal and slowly turned it between its claws.
"Relying on Ashen Annihilation Form's restraint, should we immediately start a battle with Lamorien, or should we try to get a more powerful form through mutation, or wait for Life Level to rise to another level?"
These choices went through my mind over and over again.
Garos has always preferred the safe path, but this time, there are too many uncertain factors, and time is not entirely his friend.
He raised his head, looked at Western Atlan, and fell into deep thought.