After Becoming The Tyrant

Time seemed to slow down suddenly.

The arrow feathers at the tails of the pitch-black long arrows were still trembling, and they nailed into all the vital points of the black dragon from the beginning to the end at the same time, until the end.Bang, bang, bang... A series of muffled sounds came out from under the dragon's scales. After the bone arrow sank into the black dragon's flesh and blood, terrifying power exploded from the inside out under its scales.

The black dragon roared wildly and painfully, almost breaking free from the saber that the alchemy knight used to fix it.

Dragon scales, pieces of meat, and bone fragments were mixed together and splashed up, like scarlet and coquettish flowers suddenly blooming in the air.

The alchemy knight held the handle of the knife, pulled the saber from the ground, and held it in his hand.The evil dragon was finally able to raise its neck, but it only had time to let out a long, unwilling and resentful cry towards the sky, and then the dragon's head fell heavily on the ground amidst the blood mist.

The broken dragon wings were half-closed on the black dragon's scarred body.

The side of the black dragon's head was stuck to the ground, and there were only two dark holes left in the original golden eyes, and blood flowed out of them.

It's dead.

The black-armored knights who look like ancient fierce beasts stand beside the dead black dragon's body. They either carry sabers or giant bows.On the armor weighing thousands of kilograms, dragon's blood dripped down, and the blood flowed from the breastplate to outline a scarlet rose.The dragon flames on the ground have not been extinguished yet, the flames are blazing, and the air is distorted by the heat wave.

On the city wall, the soldiers stared blankly at the corpse of the black dragon crawling on the ground. This was the moment when they should have cheered, but an inexplicable heaviness and solemnity filled the air, shaking people's hearts, and the long city was silent.

People watched the flames burn together, and in the space distorted by the heat wave, those alchemy knights who seemed to have stepped out of hell were silent like monuments engraved with a thousand years of time.

The horses charged at each other, Eleanor's black hair fluttering in the wind.

The battle has reached the moment of life and death. At the moment when the horses crossed each other, both sides swung their swords with all their might.In the smoke and dust, two bright lights flashed past.

Clang——

The war horse jumped out, and when it landed, it rushed forward several meters.Eleanor's curved knife pointed obliquely at the sky, and the sun set on the tip of her knife, so bright that people dare not look directly at it.

A drop of blood flew up along the blade and flew towards the sky.

Eleanor retracted the arc knife, brushed the blade with her hand, and then pushed the knife into the sheath.

Behind her, the dragon tamer's throat was neatly cut open, the wound was exposed to the bone, and blood gushed out like a spring.He fell from his horse on his back, onto the battlefield mixed with blood and mud, and his white robe was instantly dyed red.

The black-haired queen pulled the reins, and she looked forward coldly.

At the moment the black dragon neighed, the head of the Judgment Bureau withdrew from the battle with the leader of the Keya archers.At this time, he led the remnant soldiers to retreat.The Keya archers held their bows and arrows and rode their horses behind Eleanor, waiting for her order to pursue or return to the city.

Eleanor looked at the direction in which the Director of the Judgment Bureau retreated, and steered her horse towards the city gate.

The Koya shooters followed her.

In front of the city gate, on the city wall, fell into that weird solemnity and silence.When the sound of horseshoes came, the soldiers woke up like a dream and cheered loudly: "God bless Legrand! God bless Legrand!"

Wang Qi was flapping in the wind.

The city gate opened, and Earl Gray led his son and soldiers to welcome Eleanor and her people, as well as those hideous and terrifying alchemy knights.

A group of boys and girls ran from the crowd, carrying a large bouquet of flowers and offering them to the heroes who protected the city.A blond-haired girl stood on tiptoe, trying to lift a wreath she had made.

She was extremely nervous and her cheeks were flushed.

Eleanor leaned down and let her wear a wreath for herself: "Thank you."

"May I send them flowers too?"

The little girl mustered up the courage to ask.

She looked at the chilling alchemy knights, they were wearing hideous armor, the pale skeletons formed a terrifying contrast with the black armor.People are far away from them in reverence and fear, but they only stand under the city wall, silent as statues.Eleanor looked back at the alchemy knight stationed under the city wall, and she smiled slightly.

"Sure, go ahead, girl."

The blond girl with an apple-like face walked towards the tall alchemy knights holding flowers.

The crowd fell silent, and everyone was watching the scene in front of them.

The innocent and splendid girl stood in front of the beast-like skeleton knight, stood on tiptoe, and gently inserted flowers on the plate armor worn by the war horse.She seemed to be giving candy to her younger sister and younger brother, she childishly and patiently separated the bouquet, and a cavalry sent down flowers one by one.

The skeleton knight remained motionless.

The sky light fell on the girl and the cavalry, and the blood on the black armor still dripped to the ground, but the flowers were already stuck on the armor.

Girls, knights, swords, flowers.

In the silence, people gradually came out from both sides of the street and greeted the alchemy knights.There were more and more people, and someone plucked the organ and sang a song to celebrate victory.

Eleanor held the rein, and she watched the scene quietly.

The flesh and gunpowder linger in the air for a long time, but there is always the fragrance of flowers and sunshine.

She smiled softly, and steered her horse forward.

Why do knights fight?Why is the heroic spirit willing to sleep in the long night?

Because the world is so cold, but also so tender.

………………

During this period of time, too many unexpected things happened to Legrand, and the legendary dragon could appear on the earth again, so the reappearance of Queen Eleanor, who announced her death more than ten years ago, is not unacceptable thing.Compared with these, what is more important is that overnight, people remembered that ancient legend again.

A long time ago, evil dragons roamed the land, and the dragon slayers slaughtered the evil dragons.They established an ancient country on the place where the dragon was buried, and that country was called "Legrand".

Legends become great true deeds today.

In just a few days, the story of the dragon slayer and the dragon slayer spread throughout the land of Legrand.

The majesty of the royal family reached an unprecedented height at this time.On the streets of Legrand, you can see people holding up banners depicting knights slaying dragons anytime and anywhere.In the tavern, people have new bragging -

"I've seen a black dragon with my own eyes!"

"What's the matter! I've seen those alchemy knights!"

"My God, they're at least as high as the city gates, and they carry lances like giant spears used by ancient giants to hunt mammoths, but they're far better than those."

"The moment Queen Eleanor emerged from the horizon, I bet there was no more beautiful lady in the world."

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Nothing can inspire the morale and unity of a nation more than this romantic legend of heroes.In particular, during this period of time, people in the central and eastern parts of Legrand have personally experienced the terror of the black dragon.In the midst of fear and turmoil, people need a spiritual sustenance.

In the past, this sustenance was the holy court symbolized by the cross, but now it was replaced by the alchemist knight and Queen Eleanor who saved them from the mouth of the black dragon.

These messages were uniformly conveyed to the king by the chief of the interior.

The King stood at the window and opened the letter from Queen Eleanor.In the letter, she told the king in detail about the strength of the awakened alchemy knight.The king and the queen mother once discussed that the alchemists could retain a little consciousness, but judging from the current results...it's a pity.

The alchemists are cruel enough to themselves, their remaining "consciousness" is only the wisdom of fighting, and nothing else is left.

The king looked at the scene in his mother's letter where people presented flowers to the alchemy knights, and he remembered the last words he had read.

Thousands of years later, the alchemists woke up and continued to guard their world.

"The director of the Judgment Bureau gathered the rebels and retreated to Herrid City." The Chief of Internal Affairs reported the latest news to the king.

The king nodded slightly, and he put down his mother's letter: "It's time for the meeting to end."

He is calm and inviolable.

The Chief of Internal Affairs withdrew with the secret order already written by the king.The moment the black dragon collapsed, the second war in Legrand had quietly begun. This was another war completely different from the rebellion of Earl Prittany, and its smoke was invisible.

This is a propaganda war.

Soon, a letter jointly written by more than a dozen famous Legrand poets spread quickly——

"An Open Letter to the Legrand Empire."

"... Legrand is unmatched anywhere in the world. In this land, there are dense forests, meandering rivers, and vast pastures. The warriors here are free and brilliant.

I don't want to see her reduced to a second Blacy.

I do not want to see our wives, daughters and sisters in constant anxiety, with the shadow of the stake hanging over them.

I don't want to see our blood and sweat fall into that ridiculous iron box, and the frivolity of indulgences mocks our hunger and cold.

I don't want to see our faith reduced to a battlefield again and again, and the name of heresy is chanted by people with fat stomachs.

I don't want to see..."

Koya's bards are all over every county in Legrand. They are in taverns and on the streets, playing the organ and playing a sad melody.In that melody, they sang to everyone over and over again with hoarse or clear voices.

If this war, Legrand lost.Then their brick walls will be overthrown, and every inch of land that once bloomed with the flower of freedom will be covered by the Holy Spirit, holy bones and crosses.

Amidst the bard's organ and singing, the citizens took to the streets, and an unprecedented joint petition began.

The object of a petition is no longer the king, but the parliament.

The people of Legrand asked the parliament to agree to pass the king's "Wartime Emergency Act", asked the parliament to give all knights the responsibility and honor to fight with guns, and asked the parliament to give their warriors a safe and secure battlefield.

Legrand of the Legrands, Legrand of the Free Lands.

There is no second such Legrand in the world.