Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Kenyaza City, inside the Duke's Palace.

Duke Oliver Norton's whole body was trembling with fat, and his tone was trembling.

As descendants of the Vaal barbarians, the Norton family is said to have the blood of giants. Grand Duke Oliver is also different from ordinary people. He grows to more than two meters tall and has a pale white beard.

But at this moment, his fat body wrapped in luxurious robes showed no trace of the bravery of the barbarians.

"What. What should I do? The Burning Ember Kingdom has invaded!"

"It's over, it's completely over!"

He never thought that the Ember Kingdom would attack here like lightning.

The Principality of Norton has been under the protection of the Principality of Bosque for a long time. There are often troops of the Lionheart Knights stationed in the country. Very few countries dare to attack here without a long-term vision - after all, it all depends on the master. No one dares to mess with Bosque, a northerner. Earth Juqing, this is also the reason why he dared to provoke again and again.

Now that the Lionheart Knights have been transferred away, most of the local army of the Principality of Norton has been filled in the Battle of Trier.

Just when the city's defense strength was at its weakest, the Burning Ember Familia led by Doro caught them off guard and directly captured Kenyaza City.

Duke Oliver looked at the adjutant next to him. He grabbed his shoulders as if seeing a life-saving straw and shook him violently.

"Quick, Gardel, go find Archduke Leo!"

"The Principality of Bosque must have a solution!:"

"Quick, go quickly!"

But Gadel had a look of despair on his face and did not move.

Duke Oliver was furious when he saw this. He pushed him to the ground and cursed: "Damn it, can't you understand human language? Go and contact Archduke Leo!"

"Now! Immediately!"

Gadel collapsed to the ground, his tone extremely heavy:

"Sir Oliver, it's too late. They've all come in. Bosque's reinforcements can't have wings and fly over to save us."

As a butler-like figure in the Principality of Norton, Gardel has been pessimistic about the future situation since the failure of the Battle of Trier. This time he earnestly advised Duke Oliver not to get involved in this muddy water, but Oliver still sent hundreds of elite soldiers relying on the Principality of Bosque behind him.

Oliver became even more furious. He grabbed Gardel by the collar, lifted him up forcefully, and spat out a mouthful of spittle.

"What should we do?"

"Are we just waiting here to die?"

Gardel said tentatively: "Maybe, maybe we can surrender."

Oliver threw him to the ground and laughed angrily: "Maybe you can surrender, but do I still have this chance?"

"Don't forget that the Luckman family has been exterminated, and most of the nobles of the Luckman Principality have also been slaughtered. Do you think that as the Duke of Norton and the ruler of the principality, I have a chance to surrender?"

He took off the ax from his waist and held it in his hand, approaching step by step. His tall body almost covered Gardel, and the more he spoke, the more chilling his tone became.

Gardel was lying on the ground, seemingly aware of the danger.

But he did not panic, but felt a little relieved, and then a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Maybe you really have a chance. After all, being a dog in the Principality of Bosque is also a dog, and being a dog in the Kingdom of Burning Ember is also - —.”

"Shua——"

Duke Oliver actually chopped off Gardel's head, and blood spattered his face.

"Hmph, shameful rebel."

He snorted coldly, his expression even more ferocious.

Duke Oliver knew very well that he had offended the red dragon many times, and with the red dragon's vengeful character, it was absolutely impossible for him to survive.

He may even be caught on the guillotine, face the so-called "trial", and become a joke to everyone, which is absolutely unacceptable to Oliver.

Duke Oliver looked at the guards and said with an indifferent expression: "This is the fate of those who attempt to surrender. Do you understand?"

The blood of the frost giant seemed to be working. He was holding Gardel's head, panting, his blood-stained face glowing with light blue. With his tall figure of more than two meters, he really looked like a brave and violent frost giant. .

The guards nodded in agreement, either out of fear or awe, and did not even dare to speak out.

"."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

After a long silence, the guard captain had the courage to ask.

The movement outside became increasingly chaotic, with wailing, crying, and even gunshots resounding throughout the city. Obviously, the army of Burning Ember Kingdom has entered the city and started to kill the stubborn enemies. They can't hold on for long.

"Damn it."

"They actually let them fight so quickly. What a bunch of losers."

Duke Oliver left Gardel's dead head and thought gloomily, his rough face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of haze.

Suddenly, he thought of a story about the Norton family. It had existed since the time when the Norton family was the leader of the Var barbarians. It had been passed down orally from generation to generation. Now, four hundred years later, people have even regarded it as a legend, including his father. Think so.

But the retinue of the red dragon is coming, and maybe this is the last straw.

Thinking of this, Oliver ordered:

"Let's go to the family mausoleum."

"Yes, sir."

Oliver and his bodyguards passed through the secret passage behind the Duke's mansion and arrived at the Norton family mausoleum at the back.

The cemetery is richly decorated with flowers symbolizing the rest of the deceased.

The tombstone is engraved with exquisite inscriptions, which are the names of the Norton family ancestors and their epitaphs. There are also many large-scale underground tombs in the cemetery, which are provided for each duke to rest in peace.

After hundreds of years of assimilation, the shape of the Norton family's tombs has become almost the same as that of the Northland nobles.

"This is it."

"You can retreat and wait for me at the door."

"Yes, sir."

The guards obeyed the order and stood guard at the entrance to the tomb.

Archduke Oliver came to the largest tomb and walked straight in.

The name engraved on it is the ancestor of the Norton family, the first person to be given the surname "Norton" - Kawaha Norton.

"According to the description in the secret book, this should be it."

Following the steps in the family secret book, he cut his finger open with a dagger and dripped blood into the groove in front of the sarcophagus.

The red and whitish, strange-colored blood immediately melted in, producing subtle cold fluctuations.

"boom--"

With a dull loud noise, the hidden stone door slowly opened, and a deep secret passage appeared behind the sarcophagus.

"Sure enough, it's true."

"Everything in those records is true!"

Duke Oliver's eyes lit up, his expression was excited, and he quickly walked into the secret passage.

This secret passage seemed to be specially designed for him. Even with his height of more than two meters, he could walk in it effortlessly.