Only...... Dragon Rider?

Loren, who was silent, pondered the meaning behind these words.

Seeing the black-haired wizard's confusion, the corners of Brandon's mouth showed a smile of "sure enough": "I'm afraid you don't know much about the history of the Dragon King family, right?"

"And the once weak, with infantry and walls and centaur horsemen, the knights of Byrne, the marksmen of Lothair...... How did the Kingdom of Ancient Saklan, which was fighting fierce battles on all sides, become the chosen state that commanded the universe in just five or six hundred years?"

"As you may know, there aren't many history books at Wimpal College. Loren raised an eyebrow, "My mentor also thinks that history is of little use to wizards. ”

"I see, it's no wonder......"

His Royal Highness, who had a smile on the corner of his mouth, glanced deeply at Loren meaninglessly, walked to the center of the Silver Hall and pointed in the direction due north: "Today's Saklans, especially those who were born in the Sachran prince's territory or the imperial capital Golovin, the so-called 'pure-blood' Saklan, like to call themselves 'the people of the Dragon King', and they are deeply proud of it!"

But many of them have long forgotten that it was a near-disgraceful title hundreds of years ago. ”

"Shame?" the black-haired wizard asked with interest.

"Yes, less than six hundred years ago, but the scholars of the empire prefer to call it the 'last era' of a thousand years ago, and it was the remnants of the dragon kingdom that is now in the north of the empire - they are the descendants of the powerful Norsen and the overseas Azul elves, a once-powerful kingdom with a tradition of dragon hunting!"

"If you don't bathe in the blood of a dragon, you can't be a king—that's an old saying they've handed down, can you imagine? No...... It should be said that there really is such a nation in this world, such a strong warrior, can hunt dragons with a man-high sword and a javelin three meters long and thick arms?"

"And the weak, lowly, and worthless kingdom of Saklan, in the age of the dragon's roar, was only a servant who provided them with infantry, food, and weapons. ”

His Royal Highness's smile suddenly became a little more sarcastic: "The people of the Dragon King......?"

"But they're gone, and there's not a single survivor left. Loren spoke softly and took Brandon's words: "In this world, there are no remnants of the Dragon Kingdom anymore. ”

"Yes, because the devils are coming. ”

Brandon nodded, and continued with interest: "The proud dragon kingdom has refused all external assistance in the face of the enemy, and has faced the evil gods who suddenly came on its own, as well as the army of monsters that have been transformed and mutated by them. ”

"The dragon's flame burned the husk of the evil god, and the great sword and javelin tore the monster to pieces;

And the evil gods hunt forever, and the dead warriors rise up to fight their companions;

The proud warriors won victory after victory, but fear permeated the north day by day;

Finally, the demon dragon broke its wings, and the dragon king died, and they knew that the more fearful they were, the stronger the enemy;

In this way, the proud dragon kingdom died under their pride!"

Listening to this bullshit song, but the "poem" that became very thick in the rather melodious voice of His Royal Highness the Prince, the black-haired wizard's expression was much more solemn.

In ancient times, when words were not yet formed, poetry was history, and history was poetry—and the "truth" that I was pursuing was hidden in these seemingly absurd and ridiculous "histories".

Brandon dragged a long tone, and the corners of his mouth still had a bright smile on his lips: "Every time I hear this long poem, I can't help but speculate very 'malicious' in addition to emotion, whether the tragic war back then was really because they were too proud, or ......

The rest of the kingdoms, including Saklan, are deliberate... What about watching them be destroyed?"

Loren's expression froze slightly, he didn't expect Brandon to be so ...... Evaluate your ancestors.

"What's so strange about this? Without the destruction of the Dragon Kingdom, the Sakran Kingdom would never have been able to truly become independent, and use the threat of the north to unite the ancient kingdoms around it, and create an empire that once only appeared in fantasy, dominating the center. ”

Brandon was still smiling brightly, with a bit of appreciation in his eyes: "It's better to say that my despicable ancestors made a very correct decision to win the throne for the De Salion family. ”

"And dragons. Loren shrugged: "Am I right?"

"That's right, there's the dragon—although there were countless sacrifices in that war, after being severely weakened by the dragon kingdom, those evil gods and their monster army were finally stopped north of the Broken Boundary Mountain. ”

Brandon nodded, chuckling softly: "The rest is the 'truth' that ordinary people can't see—the last dragon queen, Brunhilde, a seven-year-old girl, was sent to the Sakrand Kingdom before the last dragon king died in battle, and married to my one... The ancestors who were full of luck, the 'dowry' and the twelve remaining dragons, and the secrets of communication with the dragons. ”

"From that day on, the De Salion family became the 'Dragon King Family'. ”

"According to the 'oath' between the House of De Salion and the dragon, each generation of de Salion can go to Torch Peak Mountain, where he can encounter the dragon at least once, and if he can be recognized after communication, the dragon will serve him until the day of his death. ”

"For a lifetime?" Loren raised an eyebrow.

"Don't look at these terrible monsters from a human point of view, the dragon's lifespan is unimaginable, and the longest life expectancy so far is nearly five hundred years!"

Brandon, who chuckled, shook his head: "As far as I know, dragons and humans have completely different concepts of time - in most cases, it's just a blink of an eye at them all day!"

"All in all, each generation of de Salion makes a trip to Torch Peak, and the situation is slightly different - sometimes six people may be approved by six dragons at the same time, sometimes only the eldest son and some of the last son who are equally lucky may succeed, and in any case, each generation of crown princes almost never fails. ”

"But this time......" Brandon laughed playfully, "I'm the only one." ”

"Oh?"

Loren also slightly hooked the corners of his mouth: "Can you tell me what happened?"

The silver hall, which was empty and only two people, had inexplicably become much more subtle.

"In the beginning, as is the tradition of every generation—my dear brother Conod was sent to the Dragon's Lair of Jufeng Mountain, and I was casually left at the foot of the mountain by the guards, and I was almost swallowed as a rabbit by Milasis, my dragon, when I climbed the mountain!"

"But... I don't know why, but it was me who ended up being the 'Dragon Rider', not my dear Imperial Brother. ”

Brandon's face gradually lost his smile, and the corners of his mouth became colder and colder: "It was originally just a test, but in the end it became something terrible that could arouse other people's ambitions." ”

"They say... The approval of the dragon is the proof of Desarion's bloodline, they say... Someone who has never been obedient, the emperor's disgraceful son, must have used some unknown means to make his brother, his future emperor, lose face, and want to gain his father's affection in this way......"

I said...... It's all bullshit!"

Loren smiled slightly.

It is indeed the style of His Royal Highness the Prince.

"I don't care what people think of me, and I don't plan to live for others...... It's so tiring and boring. But do you know which one is the most chilling and scares me the most?"

"It's my own brother, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the future emperor of the empire, I don't know why... That's starting to feel the same way, too. ”

Both fell silent at the same time.

“...... Can I think so?" Loren lowered his voice and looked at Brandon, "The way you look now, in fact, to avoid suspicion?"

"Hmm... For more than ten years, he has been pretending to be crazy and stupid, wandering around, never making a decent aristocratic friend, and being watched all the time. Brandon stall hand:

"What else could it be for?"

Loren was expressionless, he was already on the verge of guessing the answer.

But he still wanted to hear His Royal Highness say it himself.

"And now...... I'm starting to get tired of it. Brandon, who smiled slightly, also looked at Loren: "And I think they should start to get tired of it." ”

"So, let's go together to greet His Majesty's mission!"