Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

The moment he got out, he scared all of his mages, who ran at once towards him, leaving everything in their hands.

"I'm fine, it's just a side effect of some experiment," he said, hurriedly reassuring them.

"Sigh," they all sighed in relief. Arthur had transformed from being just a simple clan leader to their spiritual leader. None of the present here today held any doubts that he would lead them to greater heights, heights no one had ever reached before, not someone like them.

"Now, are the armies ready?" he asked, while glancing over Randy and Amelia.

"Don't worry, the boys are living and kicking," Randy said, expressing his success in sticking to his own words.

"Good," Arthur nodded, before looking at the mages from the bounty hunter guild, "I want to issue a request, for you to support the ongoing battles. The reward would be an absorption of one vital organ to each mage that complies with my desires," he said, expressing his offer to the bounty hunter's mages.

"We will accept the quest, and we will be pleased to be in service," Omgalden replied, as everyone here had tasted the benefits of absorbing the vital organs.

"Good," Arthur nodded in satisfaction, "now it's time to leave. You will be separated into three armies. Go and pack your supplies, and take these," he took out three rings, gave one to each leader of the three armies, "these rings would act in your service," he said, while Omar, Randy, and Amelia nodded, expressing their gratitude to have these precious tools.

"Now go, and the three leaders of the bounty hunter would stay here with one hundred mages to protect the place. I will be absent as well, going somewhere, so the security of my people rests in your hands," he said, issuing the protection quest here upon Omgalden, Lendy, and Torend's shoulders.

"Don't worry, we will defend here with our blood and soul," Torend said, striking his chest in sign of confidence.

As for Lendy, she just gave him a very seductive longing glance, before he said to everyone:

"Go and prepare, we will march in one hour."

Arthur then dismissed everyone, as he moved back into his mansion, where the situation was really messy.

"I will send for someone to clean this up," Ron sighed, as he didn't know what his clan head was doing. Arthur didn't argue, as he said:

"I will leave you behind. You will also have Madly and the rest of the gang, but they will stay at the village, supervising the building process."

"I will make sure nothing goes missing then," Ron joked around, but he knew Arthur was leaving him behind so he would observe the actions of the three bounty hunter leaders.

Hopefully, they didn't do anything dirty enough to arouse his doubts.

After one hour, Arthur got himself also cleaned up. He changed his clothes, and took extra sets with him, putting them inside his storage ring, which made him remember days of the old times.

When he reached the big garden area, which wasn��t now a garden anymore after all that training sessions he did here with the other mages, he found three groups standing in front of him, waiting to move.

Each group had over four hundred mages. It was a great number for a small army, especially when they were now heading to attack defenseless clans.

"Listen up," once he reached them, he spoke up loudly, addressing them. "our mission isn't to kill everyone, but to make them all submit, with as few casualties as possible. Each clan you conquer, send the word there to send their youngsters, lower than thirty years of age, dreaming to become stronger, to here.

In one week time I will be back here, and everyone coming here will be tested, granted the opportunity to become one of us," he added. "As for any resistance, you know what to do with that. after conquering every clan, leave a delegation of ten mages, five of the village, and five of bounty hunters, to settle things there."

He then looked towards the three leaders, and his gaze said it all. He didn't want to have a bloodbath there, the bloodbath could be done at other clans, like the black raven clan.

The three nodded in understanding, before they made the mages with flying pets among us to take the pets out. Then all the other mages rode over them.

Arthur rode on the back of one of the pets with them. His target was the mountain series to the extreme west. He decided to take a flying pet mage with him, as the journey wasn't longer than half a day using the flying monster.

The nearest clan to here didn't take two hours to reach, and once there he waited until Amelia, the leader of this army, let everyone on the ground before saying:

"I will take this mage with me. He will return to you in a day."

She looked at the mage, who was one of the new mages trained from the villagers, then back to Arthur, before she took out bird wings, gave one to the mage, and the rest to Arthur. "Keep them with you, if you needed anything, just write to me," she said, to both of them, but actually she meant these words for Arthur, who just nodded, took the bird wings with him, stored them in his ring, before setting off with the mage.

The mage didn't speak, as he was riding with his clan head, side by side, going on for an adventure. He was a mere villager once, just knew nothing else except for farming. But now, he was a mighty mage, one of those he always heard bedtime stories about, since he was little kids.

Who wouldn't admire heroes? Strong people? Mighty personnel, able to travel and venture alone against many dangers? He was not part of these legendary people, and all that was thanks to the young man standing silently and calmly a few inches away from him.