Having tasted the benefits of the Soul Returner once, Colin, though unwilling to admit it, had developed many unrealistic expectations of this strategist.
After all, the other party could use a few words to help him rise to prominence. If he continued to follow his arrangements, would he one day become the Border Garrison Warlord?
With this in mind, Colin took this close aide with him when he went to take up his post in the large sandcastle, seemingly treating him as his strategist.
[ Ginseng Rooster ] naturally realized he had become Colin's favorite, but at that moment, he wasn't thinking about that; instead, he was thinking about...
Now that the boss has been promoted, can the scale of match-fixing be expanded?
However, what [ Ginseng Rooster ] didn't know was that at that very moment, in a military camp located at the border between the Alliance and the Empire, an exceptionally tall and imposing envoy was reading out a military order:
"... An attack will be launched soon. Alfonso Lange's troops are hereby replenished to two thousand men, and ordered to march south to the Riel Valley region to garrison, serving as the vanguard of the central army and awaiting further orders..."
"--Marshal and Grand Seal Keeper of the Starlight Empire, Luokenuosuos i."
"Chief, Alfonso Lange obeys."
The young viscount knelt on the ground, his back still relatively straight, but his head drooped.
He raised his hands in anticipation, and the messenger indeed placed the intricate document bearing three different seals into his hands.
As the document was moved aside, a face with distinct animal features came into view.
His facial features were quite similar to those of a human, but fine, dense scales had grown on his neck.
Upon closer inspection, one can see that the scales, illuminated by the light, have a deep, dark green hue, and a strange, almost imperceptible Psionic Energy emanates from them.
Several Soul Returner kneeling behind Alfonso quietly observed the messenger from the Marshal's camp before them, trying to discern his distinctive features:
Tall and muscular, with two horns on its head and covered in scales...
They've seen guys who fit this description before—they just bought their lives ten days ago, and everyone remembers it clearly.
It's simply a difference between crimson and dark green.
So... this guy really is... Dragonborn?
"I have conveyed the Marshal's message to you. If there is nothing else, please excuse me."
The messenger, who had already been diagnosed as a half-dragon, softened his tone slightly. Seeing that everyone remained silent, he turned to leave.
Just then, the [ Great Wei Boxing Champion ], who was quite interested in the World of Disorder setting and had already joined the Imperial Army, suddenly said:
"Please wait, messenger."
The half-dragon turned around and looked at the inconspicuous fellow in the corner of the military tent with a puzzled expression:
"What's up?"
After organizing his thoughts, [ the Great Wei Boxing Champion ] tentatively asked:
Are you Dragonborn?
The messenger paused for a moment upon hearing this, then smiled and shook his head, saying:
"No, many people have asked me that, but it really isn't."
He turned his head to the side, revealing the scales on his neck, and smiled at the crowd:
"It may look similar, but my symbiotic animal is actually a highly venomous lizard."
"I see, I misunderstood."
[ The Great Wei Boxing Champion ] bowed apologetically, and seeing that everyone had no problems, the messenger left Alfonso's camp.
[ The Great Wei Boxing Champion ] exchanged a glance with the others, then quickly followed after them.
Why did he ask that question?
Alfonso turned to look at [ The Great Wei Boxing Champion ], only to find that he had already run away. He then asked the other demon servants who were qualified to enter the tent.
Seeing the others shrug and indicate they didn't know, Alfonso turned his gaze to his most trusted general, [" Practice More If You're Bad "].
[ Great Wei Boxing Champion ] This guy is a demon servant who only arrived at his camp a few days ago. Unlike those who can fight, although he is also an immortal demon servant, his intelligence and knowledge are quite good.
There are imperial secrets and world history that even he himself doesn't know, but this guy knows them all perfectly well.
Alfonso sometimes wondered if demon servants also needed to be categorized and classified, and that these guys should belong to a higher-ranking category.
After all, things are valued for their rarity. If a strategist emerges from a large group of war-crazed individuals, then he is certainly not some Nobody.
Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Alfonso's response, "[ Practice More If You're Bad ]," did not disappoint him.
He slowly began to speak:
I think I know about this.
"Rumors have it that one of the current decision-makers in the empire is not human, but is actually a giant dragon."
"Based on our understanding of dragons' habits, these behemoths that need human service must have ' Dragonborn ' around them."
"The Shadow just now had a build and appearance very much like Dragonborn, perhaps that's why he chose to ask that question."
Alfonso didn't really care about the later parts, but the first sentence, "[ Practice More If You're Bad ]," instantly caught his attention:
"Wait, you mean there's a dragon in the upper echelons of the empire, a real dragon?"
"Right."
[ Practice More If You're Bad ] nodded.
"These guys..."
Alfonso, as if waking from a dream, exclaimed:
"They're still not extinct?"
"Um?"
Seeing the puzzled looks on the faces of the demon servants, Alfonso was also somewhat confused:
"Is there a problem? I remember everyone saying... after the Demonic Tide broke out, most of these legendary powerful creatures died out."
"Indeed, that is the case. After all, the Empire and the Kingdom had experienced the 'Dragon Plague' before the Demonic Tide Demonic Tide, but there hasn't been one since."
"Given the habits of those wild beasts, how could they possibly go a hundred years without raiding even once?"
Alfonso's reasoning was very sound, and after listening to it, everyone initially thought it made a lot of sense, but then they realized that stereotypes were really harmful.
If they hadn't played the game "World of Disorder," they might have thought the same thing.
However, every single player who appears here has at least a moderate level of liking for this World of Disorder.
Therefore, they certainly know that at least three dragons exist in the world today:
They've all seen the first one; he's probably sleeping soundly in Valhalla right now, waiting for someone to come and apply for a loan when he wakes up.
The second point is that most of them have heard of it but never seen it. The last time Qilong appeared was when Hall's seal was broken. Now, he is most likely in the Twin Kings Palace in the north, plotting some big conspiracy.
The third dragon, however, is the " Melter of All Things," Loxor, which only appears in the official website's public information summary and has never been seen or heard of by anyone.