Knight with Wand

As the giant beast gradually descended in front of the welcoming team, the strong wind under the dragon's wings blew the ground into flying sand and rocks.

The flying dragon raised its ferocious long horns, and its sturdy body covered with huge scales and chitinous dragon skin slowly approached.

The hind legs fell to the ground, and with a violent tremor of the ground, the dragon's wings folded into the front legs with a whoosh, and it crawled down heavily. The action of the front paws landing on the ground once again aroused the tremor of the earth.

The cloaks of the nobles in the front row were lifted by the sound of the sweeping wind.

Their expressions were relatively calm, but the younger nobles in the queue, or those who had never seen the king riding a dragon in person, couldn't help but whispered in surprise at the shocking huge dragon beast in front of them.

Many young nobles who were still young were ashamed to admit that their legs were slightly weak. They might not be brave, but facing the legendary dragon beast at such a close distance, they couldn't help but sweat instinctively.

Leon saw several young people from the Thorn Flower family swallowing their throats, and he didn't laugh in his heart. He understood this feeling quite well.

In his previous life, when he first approached large machinery on a construction site, even ordinary excavators and trucks, he also felt scared by the large moving equipment.

This was the case with dead tools, and the monster in front of him that could open its bloody mouth and swallow everyone at any time was a hundred times more intimidating. This fear was the instinct of living things.

You have to know that even if you don’t count the thick tail of this dragon, its body alone is as huge as a five-story building.

Such a monster that looks like a god or demon, with ferocious vertical pupils approaching, if most of the people present were not warriors with extraordinary courage, ordinary civilians would be scared to cry and scream, and their eyes would roll back.

No wonder the royal family’s emblem uses the dragon as a symbol. It turns out that they really raise dragons.

Leon looked at the flying dragon and wondered how much food such a big beast would eat in a day.

At this moment, he also understood why he was told not to ride a horse today.

If it wasn't an extraordinary warhorse that had been accustomed to the existence of dragon beasts since childhood and had not been frightened to death, ordinary horses would probably be frightened to the point of filth flowing out of their bodies just by hearing the dragon's roar and smelling the terrifying heat wave on the dragon's body.

The flying dragon rumbled slowly towards the nobles who were welcoming the king, and its ferocious dragon eyes swept across the crowd, and then slightly turned its body.

The nobles also saw the king who was looking down at the ministers on the dragon saddle.

"Gentlemen, salute your king." General Trosa, who was at the front of the team, shouted loudly.

In an instant, the clanging of large pieces of armor sounded in unison, and the crowd that had originally stood shoulder to shoulder was seen to be much shorter in an orderly manner, like a storm over a wheat field.

Everyone put their hands on their breastplates, knelt on one knee, lowered their heads and eyes, and expressed their submission to the Lord of Orland sitting on the dragon's back.

There was a sound of chain buckling, and the heavy armored body fell to the ground. Leon heard the steady steps that moved slowly to the front.

A calm and majestic voice reached everyone's ears: "Stand up, my loyal subjects, brave soldiers."

With the king's permission, the nobles in the front row nodded again, and then they stood up again, and the vassal teams of each family followed closely.

Leon stood up with the sword guard, and looked curiously at the current Orland monarch who usurped the throne of Olivia's biological father.

The other party's burly body was wearing a gorgeous and heavy golden heavy armor.

The scarlet cloak with an animal velvet collar was fixed in front of his shoulders by a shield necklace with complex emblems.

Looking at his face again, under the dragon tooth-shaped crown symbolizing the monarchy, there was a middle-aged man with dazzling golden hair and no signs of aging.

With green eyes and golden beard, Ledwin III has a sharp and heroic appearance.

Especially his fierce eyes, which give him a powerful aura.

Leon couldn't help but sigh that the blood of the commander of the Yanyang Guard has been passed down from ancient times to today, and it is rich in talented men and beautiful women. This Ledwin III is actually a middle-aged handsome man who looks strong and vigorous.

He often heard Baron Elliver mutter the nickname of the king "Old Dragon" and thought that the other party would be an old and frail old man.

After all, for a ruler, at the age of nearly fifty, at least for the ancient kings in Leon's previous life, it is not young.

"Your Majesty, I am honored to fight under your command again. The loyal army of Gray Shirt Valley will always be at your disposal." General Trosa greeted the monarch in front of the team.

Ledwin smiled at the close minister he had trusted for many years: "Don't flatter me, old friend. When it comes to commanding battles and conquering cities, who in the kingdom can be better than the Earl of the Stag? Seeing the steady military force you have captured in Marmor County, I believe your ability to lead the army is no less than before."

After saying that, Ledwin looked at Baron Farolis on the side, his powerful eyes revealing some meaningful meaning.

"Baron Elliver, this battle to expand the territory in the south, the Farolis family, has made great contributions. I have lived in the royal city for a long time, and I never thought that you would be such a 'loyal' minister to the state affairs in the southern border."

Although it was a boast, the corners of the king's mouth seemed to be amused.

Elif bowed his head to the "old dragon" that was hitting him, and calmly replied: "How dare I call myself a wise man, Your Majesty? I have always been loyal to my ancestors' teachings. As the Flower Thorn, I will always guard the dragon cave of Drakmar, just like the oath that has not changed for a thousand years."

Ancestral Teachings

Ladwin did not respond, the faint amusement on his face disappeared, and he stared into Elif's eyes silently.

He still remembered the determination of the other party to go all out when he almost became the last generation of the Thorn Flower family. After several rounds of mediation, he handed over the tax to him in the palace and earnestly requested to inherit the title.

After a long time, Ledwin stopped looking and waved his robe past Elifer.

". With such sharp thorns like you around me, I can sleep well in the future."

As he said this, he gestured behind him without looking back. The flying dragon, which was looking down at everyone from a high place, immediately hummed, turned around, and soared into the sky with a whistle, flying towards the camp set up for it by the Thorn Flower family.

Ines in front of the team silently followed her father's footsteps.

She put her hands behind her back and asked quietly beside Ledwin: "Father, you won't blame me for sneaking to Kantadar, right?"

"Since you dare to come here, why should I say more." Ledwin looked sideways, looked at his daughter who was wearing armor and pretending to be serious, raised his eyebrows, and hesitated to say: "You are dressed like this."

It doesn't take much to say that he knows what his smart little daughter is doing.

But turning his eyes, Ledwin couldn't help frowning when he glanced at the fat boy of Wester's family behind him.

Seeing the sharp eyes of His Majesty the King, Ackerman shrank his head in fear and dared not look directly at him. He slowed down his pace a little, fearing that he could not hide in the crowd.

Looking at the first heir to the Duke of Wester, Ledwin, who had heard about this behavior, was both satisfied and disappointed.

Looking at his daughter again, as a father, he felt a little guilty, so Ledwin raised his hand to rub her hair, and said helplessly: ".Go as you like, but don't treat war as a joke, don't lose your life."

"Yeah~I understand." Ines smiled at her father and didn't argue.

The nobles on both sides of the road also turned around and followed the king, with guards marching on both sides.

The city gate sounded a neat trombone music to welcome the king. The six-horse carriage that had been waiting to avoid the dragon's might drove out of the city gate and soon picked up King Ledwin and Princess Ines.

Only a few people were left in the noble team to meet the king's army, and then they escorted the luxurious carriage arranged by the Farolis family back to the city.

"Why didn't His Majesty the King of Orland enter the city with the king's army he brought?" Lohak whispered to Azerien beside him in the team.

"I think even the war horses of the Royal Cavalry can't stand the might of that giant, uh, 'flying dragon'." Azerien recalled the knowledge in Leon's book, changed the name of the dragon in his habit, and speculated.

"Perhaps the king did not necessarily march with the Royal Army." Leon interrupted.

Just looking at the incredible speed of the dragon after it took off, he even suspected that King Ledwin was still in the Royal Territory of Kronia the day before, and today he calculated the time and flew directly from the Royal Territory to the city of Aches by riding a dragon.

Directly driving the giant beast to land in front of the nobles of the kingdom, Ledwin's move was undoubtedly to show his might.

If he arrived with the Royal Army and scared the horses he brought and made them flee, it would become a farce.

Escorting the king to the inner castle of Aches City, Elifer naturally gave up the throne and the well-arranged lord's room for the monarch to rest.

The Kronian royal army set up camp outside the city, and the king's guards and court officials entered the city a little later.

The grand enthronement ceremony was not held on the same day. The court personnel who came with the army needed some time to discuss the ceremony process with the people of the Farolis family and understand the banquet arrangements.

However, the familiar royal court officials quickly took over everything.

The next day, the Thorn Flower Knights, who changed into noble dresses and took care of their appearance, followed the Elliver family in their grand dresses and waited with the lords in the castle hall as the venue.

The arched dome and the corridors here have long been replaced with paintings and decorations brought by the Thorn Flower family.

In the solemn and solemn hall, the nobles chatted with each other in a low voice, waiting for the venue to complete the final preparations.

Leon looked around the crowd boredly, and his eyes took the opportunity to look at Ines next to General Trosa in the opposite guest team.

The princess also changed out of the exquisite armor she wore yesterday and put on a palace off-shoulder dress that was more in line with her princess status.

She wore a small princess crown inlaid with gems, and the dress on her chest was embellished with exquisite gems, which complemented the girl's hair color and eye color.

Leon couldn't help but take a few more glances at her appearance at the moment.

Of course, it was just pure appreciation. The other party's blonde hair, similar to Olivia's, always made Leon think of his lover at home wearing the same clothes.

Especially the flawless white princess dress, which looked like a wedding dress at first glance, made Leon imagine Olivia's future day.

However, in his field of vision, compared with the decent and elegant Ines, Leon was also attracted by a striking figure next to the girl.

Although it might be rude to think so, the round and fat guy in the noble dress was indeed very "conspicuous" among the large group of tall and strong military nobles in the hall.

In a way, he was more eye-catching than the gorgeously dressed Princess Ines.

This fat young man followed Ines's position and stood in the same row with Count Trosa. On his left stood a heroic young man with a proud look, and the contrast between the two was even more obvious.

Of course, although it is eye-catching, it is certain that the fat guy is obviously also a member of the nobles at the top of Orland.

Leon turned his head and asked Azerian to verify the dress accessories before confirming that this young fat guy is at least an earl, but he doesn't know if it is a subsidiary title.

And the young noble on his left should be an extremely rare. Marquis?

The music played by the court musicians interrupted Leon's idle speculation.

The conversations of the nobles also quieted down.

The accompaniment indicated that the ceremony officially began, and the guards opened the door to welcome the king to enter.

Ledwin III, wearing the king's robe, entered the hall with his hands behind his back.

He walked through the bows of the crowd, as if he was still in the palace of Orlandon.

When the king turned around and sat on the throne, the court officials on the side came forward, unfolded the edict, and read it loudly to the noble lords with his head held high.

Elifer, who was granted the title, responded to the call of the edict and stepped out of the Farolis family's team.

He walked steadily forward to the king's throne, knelt down and saluted, and silently listened to the clerk reading out the monarch and kingdom of Orland, formally recognizing himself and the Farolis family's legal endorsement of the right to rule the entire county under his feet.

After reading the long edict, Ledwin slowly stood up from his seat.

The attendant holding the embroidered carpet handed the scepter and gold ring on it to Ledwin and Elifer.

"Elif Farolis, today I grant you the power to rule Glade County. You and the descendants of the thorn flower must abide by your loyalty and oath and guard this new border for the kingdom."

After saying this, Ledwin III picked up two earl's symbols and handed them to Elifer.

The other two attendants quickly put on the earl's cloak representing his identity for the Lord of the Thorn Flower.

Elifer looked up, solemnly reiterated his oath of allegiance, then put on the ring, stood up with the scepter in hand, and retreated to the center of the hall.

At this moment, the Lord of the Thorn Flower regained the same status as his ancestors.

Although it was not the same territory, there was no doubt that the scope of the county under his rule was even larger than the family's past.

". Respect, Earl Glade."

The Knights of the Thorn Flower bowed and saluted under the leadership of Sir Balf.

Hearing the pleasant title, Elifer breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and returned to the team under the eager eyes of the Knights of the Farolis Family.

"Let the banquet begin." Ledwin III on the throne announced.

I'll take a nap first, get up and continue. The detailed outlines of the next four or five chapters are all listed. Let's see if I can work harder during the day and save some manuscripts to come outヾ(°°)