Black Dragon Code

"It died, and we won, my lord."

Seeing Prodolke slowly sinking into the water, the blood from the wound even covered the sea surface, the deputy put away the monocular and shouted excitedly.

This is a scene full of meaning. Although there are also spellcasters in the fleet, there is no archmage who can resist this monster, and the black dragon princess Blackia has no power to defeat Prodolk, but even so, seeing This kind of monster can only be desperate people, but relying on the powerful force of the empire's grip to kill it in one blow, the crucial magic has played little role in it. This battle is completely worthy of being recorded in the history of the empire.

But Klondor's face did not relax because of this, but became heavier instead, with beads of sweat all over his forehead. He knew clearly that it was true that the fleet had solved the threat of sea monsters, but he might have to face an even more difficult situation. .

"Contact the imperial court." Kelendo said.

"My lord, the order from the royal court is that we can only build it after we arrive at Veloster..." the deputy reminded, somewhat unclear.

"Listen to my orders!"

Captain Klendo's voice was a little louder: "The recorder stays and is responsible for reporting the situation here to the royal court. The rest of the people leave the command room and follow me on the deck."

Blacksia no longer looked at the fallen corpses, and returned with flapping wings. Although she received Caesar's order to go with the fleet, she hardly stayed with these humans along the way, always hovering in the sky, occasionally Going to the sea to hunt, but this time, the female dragon's goal was directed at the flagship "Grasp of the Empire".

The situation of the female dragon is obviously wrong. After the battle, her body is still filled with a strong magical reaction, and her eyes are burning with anger. Get on deck.

Everyone knelt down in the wind and dragon's might, and greeted her arrival in unison: "His Royal Highness Blackia."

"You cowardly, ignorant, humble, stupid scum."

Blacksia let out a roar unceremoniously, and the poisonous acid dripped from the ferocious sharp teeth, making a hissing sound on the steel deck: "You all deserve to die!"

The dragon's roar made everyone tremble and bewildered, but Klondor knew the source of her rage, and he whispered in the leading position: "My apologies, Your Highness Blackia, the situation is urgent and communication is inconvenient. The weapons on the Imperial Grips can really injure Dork when it surfaces, there's no point hitting its tentacles, and in that case we'll just have to wait for our chance."

"You don't know..."

Crondor's deputy is also a wise man,

Hearing this, I probably understood, and quickly helped to explain: "Our real weapon is actually the main gun of the Empire's Grip. If we rashly attack its tentacles and make it defensive, this monster may give priority to destroying it." The Grasp of the Empire. And once this happens, we will lose our ability to resist, be buried in fish belly, and be unable to complete the tasks entrusted to us by the royal court..."

"So you're absolutely right."

Blacksia sneered and said that human words made her more angry. When did these incompetent and weak humans dare to speak out in front of the great dragon?

"No."

Captain Klendo looked up at the black dragon, and felt that such an explanation might only have the opposite effect in front of Blackia, so he said: "As the commander of the imperial fleet, I can't guarantee your safety, I can't blame you!" Forgive me. In this regard, I am willing to accept the judgment of the trial court."

The Tribunal is a department created by the empire a few years ago. It is in charge of the Radiant Golden Dragon Rand Clodivok Targaryen, who is most loyal to the Black Dragon Emperor. It is extremely tough and is responsible for dealing with all kinds of disputes between the clans and the army of the empire. Internal incidents are the last thing officials serving the empire want to mention.

"Now, that is, the trial!"

Blacksia opened her mouth, and the dragon's breath was ready to go: "You idiots who have shamed the empire, there is no need for existence!"

"etc."

Kelendo stood up tremblingly, not because of timidity or fear, but because mortals could only do so under Longwei, he raised his head: "Your Highness Blacksia, other people in the command room have proposed several times to protect you in advance. Open fire, I ordered them not to move, this is entirely my fault, I am willing to accept the wrath of the dragon. The rest, I beg you to keep them to complete His Majesty's order."

"Then you should die first!" The female dragon's patience had reached its limit.

"Blakesia." Almost as the Black Dragon Princess spit out the sour breath, a whisper suddenly came from inside the Grasp of the Empire, echoing on the deck.

The sound made Blackia's body tremble, Longwei disappeared and stopped, his head slightly lowered, and he subconsciously looked around.

She whispered cautiously, "Caesar..."

"I already know what happened here. Afterwards, it will be handed over to the court for arbitration. Any problems will be handled by the court in accordance with the laws of the empire." The Black Dragon Emperor's voice was very flat.

"You want to control me again!?"

Blacksia's voice became louder, screaming excitedly: "I will listen to you and do everything according to your wishes! As a result, you are not allowed to kill a lowly human being! This is not allowed, That's not allowed, nothing is allowed! Nothing is allowed!"

The huge projection of the Black Dragon Emperor appeared on the deck, Caesar lowered his head and stared into Blackia's eyes, his voice became serious and correct: "Listen, let me just say once, he is not a lowly human being, he is a citizen of the Black Wing Empire ,They are all!"

Beside the Black Dragon Emperor, there were several other senior officials of the empire, including the demilich Ren, the presiding judge Claudius Walker, and his younger brother Gallon.

Blacksia and Caesar, who were burning with anger, looked at each other for a moment, then turned their heads away, roaring wildly, the acid breath poured into the sea, and the sharp claws twisted several steel structures on the deck.

After she vented for a while, Caesar stepped forward, and the phantom closed its paws around Blackia, forming an embracing gesture, and the voice became soft: "Okay, this time we will deal with it like this. Jia Ranold needs to expand to the surrounding area, and another city is being built in the west, and if the voyage plan is successful, I will hand it over to you."

Blackia was stunned for a moment, before the joy could replace the anger, for some reason, she actually smelled the scent of Caesar, a new excitement that could fascinate any female dragon besides the scent of dried roses in the past smell.

She felt numb and her throat was astringent.

Garen, who watched this scene, also felt a little numb and his throat was astringent.