Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Continue walking towards the center of the city and come to the Great Altar of Istalia.

The ground rose high, forming a cliff, lifting the entire altar high into the sky, like the legendary hanging garden.

Naven discovered this building from a long distance away, and this was the main reason why he thought he had encountered an hallucination - such a marvelous scene did not look like it existed in reality.

But when he actually saw the altar, he realized that this was the effect of the spell. There must be an amazingly powerful spellcaster who caused the earth to bulge and the ground to rise.

"Miracle buildings, special weapons, legendary casters. This is definitely not something that an emerging country can possess."

"Do they own the entire legacy of an ancient empire?"

Or maybe there is a powerful deity behind them who is comparable to His Majesty Amaunata? "

"How many secrets does the Burning Ember Empire hide? Their ambitions probably don't stop at Anzeta."

Naven raised his head and looked at the high cliff like a giant pillar supporting the sky, feeling worried about Cassander's future.

Suddenly, the tiefling's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Your Excellency Naven, this is it."

"Please go up alone to see me."

The tiefling guard captain stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture.

"Thank you."

Naven just walked along the circular stairs on the smooth cliff with great anxiety.

The altar was located very high, and he walked for nearly twenty minutes to reach the top.

Fortunately, Naven himself is also a near-extraordinary priest. Under the sunshine, his physique is much better than that of ordinary people, so he will not be out of breath from exhaustion.

"We meet again, Naven."

A familiar voice came from the top of the altar.

Naven quickly raised his head nervously, but did not see the huge red dragon he expected, but a young noble with black hair and golden eyes.

The man wore a red gold silk robe and a luxurious crown studded with gems. His face was particularly handsome, and his pale golden eyes were so profound that people couldn't help but want to worship him.

He just lay on his side on the throne, his posture was quite casual, but there was a sense of coercion in his every move, and that kind of temperament was like the authority of a god, which could not be concealed no matter what.

——This is Cassius in human form.

"He, he looks more noble than Mr. Otis."

"More like a god."

And a particularly arrogant and audacious idea suddenly appeared in Naven's mind. If he expressed this idea in front of His Majesty Otis, it would most likely lead to death.

Naven Besarius shuddered.

Only then did he recover from the shock and surprise, and realized the true identity of the "young nobleman" in the distance.

Thinking of this, Naven quickly bent down deeply and bowed: "I have met His Majesty Cassius. I'm sorry, I was rude just now."

"But please allow me to explain. Your empire shocked me and your heroic appearance made me lose my mind. That's why I made such a stupid mistake."

Cassius casually created clusters of flames in his hands, turned to look at him again, and said lightly: "No need to say more, I don't care about this."

He chuckled and said in a rather playful tone: "I would like to congratulate your Majesty Otis for once again guarding the Holy City and firmly holding the symbol of imperial power of Holy Fadland in his hands."

"Thank you for your concern."

Naven said: "Your Majesty, I still take His Majesty Otis with me."

"I know why you came."

Cassius interrupted.

The flames condensed into glowing red beads in his hands, and then disappeared.

"I said that I am a peace-loving ruler, and now is the period of development of the empire. At least within this year, the Ember Empire will always remain neutral and will not participate in the inter-kingdom war in Fadland."

After hearing this, Naven breathed a sigh of relief.

Emperor Ranjin said these words himself.

Absolutely no lies.

This means that the Ember Empire did not become a military ally of the Thracian Kingdom!

The worst case scenario he expected has not happened yet!

Thinking of this, Naven decided to try again: "Your Majesty Cassius, His Majesty Otis said that as long as you can reach an alliance with us, he is willing to pay."

"No need to discuss this matter."

Cassius interrupted again.

He stared at Naven at the bottom of the steps and asked in a strange tone: "Do you think - I am like a dragon that can be bribed so easily with gold coins?"

Naven suddenly sweated profusely, lowered his head quickly, and responded: "Of course not, Your Majesty."

"I have seen a lot from the Anzeta Corridor. Your subjects are all praising your wisdom and foresight."

This is not pure flattery, but something I saw with my own eyes and heard with my own ears. Naven was also quite surprised by this phenomenon when he passed through various cities pretending to be a merchant.

After Emperor Burning Ember's legendary "national tour", the Propaganda Department vigorously promoted and shamelessly whitewashed it, and even published popular stories such as "The Grace of His Majesty Cassius".

People spread word of mouth that the emperor's image in the country has indeed become more majestic. Farmers, businessmen, and citizens can all feel his blessings. His image has even become close to the symbol of the empire.

"The emperor's attitude is very clear."

"It seems that I am going to live up to His Majesty Otis's expectations. It seems that I really can't make the empire an ally."

Seeing that Cassius was so determined, Naven sighed deeply in his heart and buried this idea in his heart.

However, this time, he came here for an important mission.

Naven took a deep breath and looked at the man on the throne tentatively.

After observing that his expression was normal, he lowered his head and spoke again: "Your Majesty, we have another thing, I don't know if I should tell you."

"Say it."

"We found weapons similar to the shape of the Burning Empire during the battle with the Thracian army."

"So-are you suspecting that the Burning Empire is helping Thrace?"

There seemed to be a hint of anger in the voice.

This question made Naven's scalp numb.

He waved his hand hurriedly and explained in panic: "No, it's not like that, it's just that His Majesty Otis is a little curious and wants to learn about this kind of weapon from you."

"Haha, you guessed it right, those weapons are from the Burning Empire."

This answer caught Naven off guard and stunned him.

But Cassius continued, "But this is not aid in any sense, it's just the most ordinary trade."

"They pay gold coins, and the empire gives them weapons, it's that simple."

"This"

Naven didn't know what to say for a moment.

Such special weapons can actually be sold? And they are sold to their potential enemies?

"Your Kingdom of Cassander doesn't seem to have the right to ask about the trade between the Empire and the Kingdom of Thrace, right?"

"Of course."

Naven responded earnestly.

"We, the Burning Empire, have always advocated free trade."

"As long as you pay enough gold coins, you can also get such weapons, even more advanced than the batch of Thrace Kingdom."

The corners of Cassius' mouth raised an imperceptible arc, but Naven, who bowed his head respectfully and panted with excitement, did not notice it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Naven replied excitedly.

He had such an idea in his mind-maybe, this visit can let him change the situation! (End of this chapter)