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"What if one day, the dragons have a change of heart and get back together—the human camp, as the divorce matchmakers, will be in a terrible predicament... They'll be caught in the middle."
Mino sighed:
"If it weren't for the power of the dragons and the bargaining chips of the dragon riders, neither Ota nor I would have been willing to get involved in this matter—but we had no choice but to bite the bullet and witness the signing of the contract."
"To be honest, this is practically the same as planting a bomb that could explode at any time."
"Now that you mention it..." In the corner, Altotai shivered.
"Whether that contract takes effect or is broken, the side effects are severe, aren't they?"
"Hmph, now you understand my good intentions for giving it away for free!" Seeing that Altottai had finally seen through her ruse, Mino straightened his back confidently and grinned crookedly: "Did you really think I was giving it away for a mere cup of milk tea?"
"Even if the demons succeed in breaking the dragon pact, I believe Prince Ota will be able to keenly perceive the truth, patiently explain to the two dragon kings, and then shift the blame to the demons!!!"
"Then they'll be the ones with headaches, not us!"
Looking at Mino's wise and strategic face, Altottai nodded slightly. As his sword relaxed, he suddenly realized a blind spot and looked up, saying:
“But my lord.”
"Without you, the 'Dragon Slayer Mino,' standing guard in the human kingdom, does the current human camp... still have the right to make the Dragon Kings sit down and listen to Prince Ota's explanation?"
I feel it's more likely that the two enraged dragon kings will directly unleash a natural disaster upon the Kingdom of Kur.
The words fell.
"Eh?"
all of a sudden.
Mino's intelligent expression froze on her face.
……
The cool moonlight shone on the top floor.
"As planned, His Excellency Fim should have arrived in the capital of Kur by tonight."
"Now, he must be resting and recuperating in some comfortable hotel... waiting for dawn to arrive."
At the top of the Demon King's castle, Swell's book pages turned gently.
Based on its connection with the group of lurking Eye Demons, there has been no unrest in the capital, indicating that the plan is progressing smoothly without any unexpected changes.
"With a calculated attack on the unsuspecting, even if the Royal Knights are stationed on the Dragon Hidden Mountains... Lord Fim, in cooperation with Lord Apophis, should be able to catch them off guard and easily break the contract."
This operation to destroy the contract was almost the first time since the capture of Mino that a large portion of the power at the level of a demon official had been deployed again, so the pressure on Swell, who was the demon strategist, was considerable.
It mobilized almost all the hidden Eye Demons lurking in the capital, who were willing to risk being completely exposed to protect Fim's operation.
Kleidina, the true core of the Demon King's castle, had already secretly arrived at the border, ready to receive Fim and Apophis if they were in danger.
Even though the calculations for the plan were going smoothly, Swirl was far from relaxed.
"This plan has a fatal weakness."
"A truly unpredictable and uncontrollable variable—the Frost Dragon King Calest!"
"If the other party is even slightly cautious and arrives at the Dragon Hidden Mountains ahead of time to protect the contract... that will deter all evil forces with ill intentions. Even two great demons will not be able to easily shake the physical protection of a pure-blooded dragon king!"
The pure white ice peaks where the Frost Dragons dwell are desolate places that ordinary demons cannot reach at all. The movements of the dragons, who soar freely in the sky, are not something that can be easily grasped.
Under the moonlight, Swell's pages were incredibly solemn:
"Unless there is something more important than protecting that contract..."
"Otherwise, tonight, a single misstep by Callest will ruin the entire plan!!!"
……
Pure white ice peaks, at their summits.
After calming down from his excitement, the Frost Dragon King Callest paced back and forth on the mountaintop. His majestic golden eyes could not hide his trembling and excitement, and he was so looking forward to tomorrow that he had completely lost his sleepiness.
Raising its head, its expression suddenly became somewhat uneasy:
"No, although the contract cannot be broken due to the protection of the barrier, I'd better go to the Dragon Hidden Mountains to wait for Ignis just in case."
Vibrating his dragon wings, Calest figured he couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he might as well go directly to the Dragon Hidden Mountains and wait there.
The only drawback is that being seen by humans somewhat diminishes his majesty as the Dragon King... But who cares?!
Just as he was about to make a decision, a dragon claw pressed down on his shoulder.
"Your Majesty, have you forgotten something?"
With a hint of anticipation in his eyes, Rob, the most outstanding superior dragon in the Ice Dragon Clan and his capable henchman, reminded him, "Tonight is a big day—"
"A day? What day?" Callest asked, puzzled.
He wasn't one to care much about formalities, but Rob, a womanizing dragon who had seduced countless fire and ice dragons, had a wealth of experience and explained in detail:
"This is second only to the flush toilet invented by humans in terms of the greatest invention of the ancient dragon race—"
Looking at Callest, Rob's tone was full of seduction: "According to the customs of the ancient dragons, whenever two dragons who have been united are about to divorce, on the night before they become single again, the two dragons will hold an unprecedented carnival feast!"
"I—oops, the ancient dragons called it—Singles' Night!!!"
Rob raised his head and announced in a sacred and solemn tone.
"Singles' Night?!"
Calliste was stunned.
"That's right, Singles' Night!" Ice Dragon Rob pressed on, encouraging, "A divorced dragon without Singles' Night is destined to have a rather unsuccessful single life—I think that Red Dragon Queen of the Lava Volcano is probably holding the same Singles' Night party with her female fire dragons right now!"
Callest narrowed his eyes, lost in thought: "I don't know why, but I'd rather attend that party over there..."
"king!"
The ice dragon Rob said passionately, "A dragon as conservative and steady as you probably only gets this one chance in your life to be the protagonist on your bachelorette night. Do you really want to regret it for the rest of your life because you couldn't host a bachelorette night tonight?!"
“But…” Calester was still somewhat conflicted.
If it were merely a subordinate to its superior, an ordinary ice dragon might have already retreated by now. But the ice dragon Rob is different. He was Carlist's close friend before he became king!
It keenly realized that Callest had been persuaded, and all it needed to do now was to add fuel to the fire.
The slight vibration of its wings created air currents, carrying the ice dragon Rob high into the sky. It powerfully flapped its wings, producing a rhythmic sound.
Boom, boom, boom——
Boom, boom, boom——
The clear sound echoed in the sky, attracting the gazes of countless ice dragons.
"Singles' Night".
"Singles' Night!"
"—Singles' Night!!"
Floating atop the mountain, Luo Bu recited in a passionate and rhythmic tone.
Caught up in the atmosphere, countless ice dragons looked at each other and soon joined the shouting ranks.
"Singles' Night!"
"Singles' Night!!"
"Singles' Night!!!"
The clear and powerful voices made Carlest's blood boil. At this moment, he had long forgotten about contracts and traditions.
He had a vague premonition that this opportunity for unrestrained revelry might not come again!
Raising its head, its joyful voice echoed among the mountains:
"—Singles' Night, let's go!"
……
The dragon roars, silenced by the night, continued unabated. Beneath the vast, boundless sky, only the faint outline of pure white ice peaks could be glimpsed above, a scene of revelry for the entire dragon race.
On this fateful night.
An unprecedented and grand-scale aerial battle made time fly by... until a faint glimmer of dawn appeared on the edge of the night.
The western gate of the capital city of Kuer.
The blue-haired maid, fully equipped and carrying a greatsword, stepped out of the city gate.
"Identity? Destination for leaving the city?" the city gate guard asked, looking at the cosplayer in front of him.
"The Ninth Demon, Zombie Maid, Fim."
Raising his cold, snow-white face, a glimmer of light appeared in the demon Fim's grey-green eyes:
"Coming soon, mission in progress—"
Chapter 114 "Hero" vs. "Wolf Mercenary Group"
As the first caravan left the city, treading in the hazy light of approaching dawn, Fim arrived at the outskirts of the capital, on the main road leading to the summit of the Dragon Mountain Range.
Once you get here, far from the city and the palace, you basically don't have to worry about being discovered.
At this moment, the demonic sword on his back began to vibrate like a heartbeat, and an ancient aura revived. Faint demonic energy and holy power intertwined and circulated strangely, emitting a sound of space tearing apart.
“Looks like we’ve reached the foot of the mountain quite easily, little Fim.”
By putting himself into a deep sleep to suppress energy fluctuations, Apophis released the seal etched on his body and awoke.
Its tone gradually relaxed, and it asked with some pleasure, "Nothing should have happened along the way, right?"
The bow on Fim's back swayed gently. After thinking carefully for a moment, Fim nodded vigorously.
"Have."
"Huh?" Apophis was slightly taken aback, and then listened to Fim describe in concise language how he was dragged into doing housework by a married woman in Akarin Village, how he cleverly slipped past the city gate guards, how he was almost surrounded by the Holy Knights at the west city gate, and how he encountered the strange red-haired girl.
One after another... the sound made the Demon Sword Apophis break out in a cold sweat.
"This old man is really out of touch with the times... The cosplay that Swell mentioned has such a high degree of approval. Fortunately, little Fim, you didn't do anything unnecessary, otherwise, we might already be facing a tough battle."
With lingering fear, Apophis exhaled a breath of holy energy and immediately offered a few words of advice: