Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Viscounty of Ferenc, Belon Castle.

A fortification of walls, towers, and strong gates of various sizes stands on a hilltop overlooking the rushing river.

The outer moat and drawbridge block the access to the castle and are strictly guarded by the viscount's soldiers. The huge gate protects the entrance to the lord's property.

For thousands of years, the nobles of the North have been fighting for land, food, livestock, and population. The intensive wars have led the nobles to build more and larger castles to guard their territories.

Belon Castle has been passed down from generation to generation by the Lott family, and its current owner is Viscount Horace Lott.

"What?"

"Are you saying that even the city of Vichy fell? Or in less than two days?"

"Are you sure the information is correct?"

"Earl Hocot is dead. He died in his mansion."

Listening to the knight's report, Viscount Horace was stunned and fell into a long silence.

As a noble lord who also belongs to the Principality of Otto, he knows very well how strong and tall the city walls of Vichy City are - at least Belon Castle is nothing in front of Vichy City, at most it is a pile of stones.

In front of the army of Burning Ember Kingdom, even such a strong city fell in an instant. How long can a fortress like his last?

After a long silence, Viscount Horace said: "Let's not make any noise."

"It's best not to be discovered by those guys."

"Yes, sir."

Facing the legendary invincible enemy, Viscount Horace could only bury his head in the ground like an ostrich, praying not to be noticed by the opponent.

After all, there are many such castles in the North. If they were to be cleared one by one, not even the Ember Kingdom would have the energy to do so.

"It is said that a mage who is proficient in teleportation and is willing to lend a helping hand to the nobles has recently appeared in the North. Perhaps we can use his power to leave Anzeta."

Viscount Horace thought so.

But he didn't know that there was a group of tireless and desperate Starfallers within the Ember Kingdom.

He didn't even know that his so-called "escape route" was a road full of traps that had long been blocked.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky.

Viscount Horace quickly looked up at the sky through the windows of the castle, and was shocked to see several bipedal flying dragons passing through the sky and circling several times over the castle.

And there seemed to be humanoid figures on the backs of those flying dragons.

"It's the Red Scale Conqueror."

Knight Mitra looked gloomy and spoke solemnly.

Viscount Horace felt the terrifying power in the roar and asked with a trembling tone:

"Then, what on earth is that?"

Knight Mitra knelt half on the ground and chanted in a low voice: "When the roar of the dragon comes from the distance, the red-scale conquerors will ride on huge and brutal dragon-veined creatures and attack from the sky."

He paused before continuing.

"Bringing endless fire and complete death to the enemy."

This passage has been circulating in the Northland for many years. It is said that it was first spread from the mouth of an adventurer who narrowly escaped from the Burning Ember Kingdom.

Knight Mitra's expression became more solemn: "Lord Viscount, that is the most terrifying scout of the Ember Kingdom, and we are probably being targeted by them."

"O Gods"

Viscount Horace looked at the small black dot in the sky and couldn't help mumbling to himself.

"Wuhu, take off!"

At this moment, the red-scaled conquerors, who were called "the most terrifying scouts" and "knights who brought death" by the Knights of Mitra, were cheering loudly in the sky, without any trace of the legendary natural disaster demeanor.

Even the flying dragons were infected by the warm atmosphere and let out piercing howls, followed by their mouths covered in blood by the unbearable players.

"I finally found a decent castle. I should be able to make a fortune."

"Yeah, it's really rare."

"Damn, the old baron's shabby manor had nothing but a warehouse full of grain, and his money bag was cleaner than mine."

"We are also asked to open warehouses to distribute the grain to the serfs. It is too troublesome to sell it."

Steamed Bun's face was full of greed, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said viciously: "I'm going to rob you hard this time to avenge my shame!"

"I heard that the wandering beast robbed an earl's house and took away things worth a hundred thousand gold coins. Seeing him making money is even more uncomfortable than me not making any money!"

Singo said calmly: "Don't raise your expectations too high. He was lucky that time. When he caught up with the count to transfer his property, he just got it."

"It is said that it was originally a transaction of magic coins, but was intercepted by Langli Baitiao. Charlotte was so angry that she wanted to challenge him."

The corner of Mantou's mouth twitched slightly: "With Charlotte's big black face, she could get hit by a car when she goes out to buy groceries, so this is normal."

"But that castle looks quite strong. Can we take it down with just a few of us?"

Singo said: "We have a lot of foreign aid."

"Ouch~~"

He just clamped his legs slightly, and the flying dragon under him roared, hovered in mid-air and landed on the ground.

The steamed bun also patted the noodle's neck, and then landed on the ground behind the hill.

"There are so many people."

The place has become noisy, with hundreds of players gathered.

"When will the fight start?"

"Damn it, why is it Brother Shengguang again!"

The players' costumes are incompatible with the surrounding environment, and their styles are all kinds of strange.

Some were wearing armor, some were wearing pink skirts, and some were even naked, letting the holy light spread on his strong body.

There are also various siege equipment from unknown eras, ranging from primitive trebuchets to magic cannons, which are strangely mixed together.

"Yo, you're here!"

The naturally war-mad man raised his ax and waved it. His other hand wiped his bald head, which was already coated with pulp.

Xia Ye Qiuyu also waved her hand with a smile, creating a gorgeous fire to signal them.

Steamed Bun skillfully rolled off the back of the flying dragon and asked in a low voice: "Damn, there are so many people here. There are more wolves and less meat. How much money can we get now?"

The born warrior said helplessly: "I didn't call them, they are also eyeing the viscount's castle."

Singo said: "The situation in the Northland Kingdom is like this now. There are players attacking the city everywhere. If you are a little slow, you won't be able to grab anything."

Xia Ye Qiuyu nodded and agreed: "I heard that Wang Quan's gang has captured thirteen cities. With this efficiency - it is estimated that the Northland will be robbed in less than two months."

The steamed bun sighed: "Well, let's have a sip of soup first."

"I want to rob Zouya!"

"Hand over all the gold coins!"

"To wipe Lord Cassius's tail!"

A bipedal flying dragon carrying only knights rose into the sky again. The players pushed the strange siege equipment, shouted random slogans, and rushed towards the distant Beron Castle. (End of chapter)