The turmoil in the Shirone Kingdom.
In the end, it concluded with the two princes being sent to "study abroad."
As the "victims" of this diplomatic incident, Cui Ciyou and his companions.
Naturally received the highest honors.
But after politely declining the Royal Family's repeated invitations to stay.
They set out west again a few days later.
Leaving the bustling Royal Capital behind, they continued on horseback.
Before entering the sprawling mountains.
The group sold their horses in the last town along the border.
Their next destination was the Red Dragon Mountains.
Crossing mountain after mountain was hardly easy on horses.
After passing through vast forests and rolling hills.
An immense mountain range, majestic enough to inspire awe, finally appeared on the horizon.
It was the Red Dragon Mountains, stretching across the Central Continent like the spine of a colossal dragon.
The Red Dragon Mountains were a vast mountainous region at the very heart of the Central Continent.
Their countless peaks stretched together like a barrier the gods had left upon the earth.
They forcibly divided the entire Central Continent into three distinctly different regions: east, west, and south.
As for how the range had earned its name.
It was because the strongest monsters on the Central Continent-red dragons-inhabited the entire range.
"Red dragons, huh... say what you will, they're still dragons."
Cui Ciyou gazed at the towering outlines in the distance.
Information about these monsters surfaced in his mind.
In any world filled with swords and magic.
Anything associated with the word "dragon" was never an easy opponent.
A single red dragon possessed enough strength to rival a Saint-level fighter.
But its individual strength was not what had earned it the title of "strongest on the Central Continent."
After all, some older, more powerful dragon species surpassed it in