The Dreadnought Scout had already reported the situation, but she wanted to see for herself, so Governor Waan Tarim followed her through the birch forest and up a gravel slope.

"It's too close." Woan warned, stop and stop.

Delin soothes the bronze dragon Mamarus and looks out at Orsay Castle across the field, the elements and magic of the leap are her eyes, allowing her vision to spread unhindered and infinite.

As a young man, Delin learned how to accurately estimate the number of people, and after a moment of observation, she said, "Only five thousand? ”

"I think so too." Wauan nodded solemnly, "But considering that the other party is a clan legion, a manticore, a centaur and a jackal, a dragon beast, a pseudo-dragon and a radiant dragon, and the undead who may be lurking underground, their combat power is probably much stronger than we imagined." ”

With most of the buildings in Orsay crumbling, the Red Dragon Lord Naret bulldozed the ruins and built new, clan-friendly dwellings, turning the center of the city into a dragon's lair, the streets on both sides of the city into crypts, the mighty walls inhabited by kobolds and gnolls, and the mage's tower into a scorpion outpost.

"It does look different from the beast clans we usually see, but that's okay." Delin proudly said, "With me on board, it's easy for you to defeat and drive away these debris." ”

"But it also needs to bleed."

Wauan, on the other hand, was less optimistic, having experienced the Battle of Mighty Creek, a bitter memory that he would not want to mention, with countless human blood seeping into the river and overwhelming enemies pouring in from all directions, crushing them and scattering them.

He continued: "As you say, maybe we can win this battle and retake the city of Orsay. But it will also cost us no power to face the expeditionary force of Elsala. ”

"There's always a risk." Delin said, "What do you think?" ”

"By magic."

"There is no need to go to war at all, we have the daughter of the goddess of magic standing next to us, and magic alone can destroy everything. Drop a mana bomb, Delin, with the sensitivity of these strange beasts to spells, they won't be aware of it until the catastrophe strikes. ”

"Mana bomb?" Delin subconsciously glanced at his dragon: "That will destroy the city of Orsay." ”

"Destroy?" Wauan smiled bitterly: "Look at Orsay in your eyes, it has been destroyed, and the cleaning is for the purpose of rebuilding in the future." ”

"I'm for it."

The bronze dragon Mamarus spoke: "Whether red or black, the five-colored dragons are the scum of all evil, they will lead their evil dependents to destroy all good things, and they have no moral code at all, and sending them to hell by all means is the best solution." ”

"Enrehir the Great also said that to the north, we must not only show strength, but also show cruelty." "The more we kill, the more fearful these scum become, and the more afraid we are to cross the northern border. ”

"Okay."

Delin nodded, in fact, directly destroying Orsay City was the ideal plan in her mind, and the reason why she shirked it a little was just to see what Governor Bronze Dragon and Governor Wauan thought, and now everyone has agreed.

……

"The embodiment of magic, the main god who controls the balance of the entire astral realm, the seven eternal emblems, the mysterious lady, the mother of magic, Mistra."

After nightfall, Delin avoided the snoring bronze dragon outside the door, crept into a secluded place, and began to pray after casting a spell enchantment: "I beg you to listen to the call in your blood, your daughter, your most devout devotee, Delynn Lanft, look forward to your arrival with awe, and I beg for your guidance." ”

Possessing the blood of magic, Delin is a legend soon after her birth and is now rising to the demigod, unlike ordinary devotees and devotionals, Delin can communicate with the goddess of magic anytime and anywhere, and every plea and expectation reaches the gods.

After the prayer, a huge amount of magical energy gushed out of Delin's body, turning into a purifying fire that shone together to wash and purify, and the projection of Mystra slowly took shape in the flames, a beautiful human woman with supple and translucent skin and long flowing black hair.

She looked a little younger than Delin, and her voice didn't have any sense of old age: "Midnight is not your favorite environment, call me at this time, what's wrong, my beloved daughter?" ”

"Praise be to you, Great Mother."

Delin avoided the topic of "midnight", the realm of Mystra's other lover, the King of the Dead, Cranvo, whom her father and herself hated each other, and after a half-kneeling salute, she said directly: "Eladia is suffering, this land is being trampled by the evil dragon Targaryen and his minions, and now I have joined the ranks of the rebels against the tyrant and do my part to maintain the good and righteous of this land." ”

"However, the power of this evil dragon is beyond the scope of what I can deal with, the balance of good and evil in Eladia is tilted upside down, chaos and killing devours the righteous order, and the world is falling towards the abyss."

"So I have to pray to you, I beg you, I beg you to lend a hand to the gods of goodness, to sanction this invincible black dragon, and to put the chaos and order, good and evil of this world back on track. ”

"Targaryen?" Mistra hooked her fingers around her hair, and after thinking for a while, she realized, "You mean the alien dragon of this world?" ”

"Yes."

Delin nodded: "The people of this world call it the Black Emperor, the King of Dragons, and the King of Black Wings, but I don't think that guy is a dragon anymore, it's an evil thing." ”

"Its full name should be Caesar Ortorenso Targaryen."

Mistra said the other party's real name in a nonchalant manner, and then his expression was a little more straight, and said, "My beloved daughter, you are still very weak, and what you need to do now is to take the time to meditate and improve yourself, instead of wandering around the astral plane, returning to Eladya, and running against the dragon." ”

"I was going to make further improvements when I returned to Eladia, but now that this material plane is in danger, the dragon's ambitions have swelled to the point of no return." Delin's tone grew agitated: "It wants to rule the world!" ”

"Then let it rule."

"What!?" Delin subconsciously asked, she couldn't believe what came out of the mouth of the Great Mother, suspecting that she had misheard.

"I said, then let it rule. If it can do it. ”

Mystra solemnly repeated her previous words, looking at Delin's incredulous eyes, she couldn't help but explain, slowed her tone, and said, "My beloved child, you must understand that this is a world that is about to be invaded by the abyss, and we alone cannot stop the demons in the material plane, we need a voice from the native, an efficient and powerful native force. ”

"Then we should punish this evil dragon, as long as we kill this dragon, the monster paradise in the north will fall apart, and then let the Immortal Empire clean up the mess and unite the entire Eladia to fight against the abyss invasion." "As far as I know, the Dawn Legion where the sun never sets is still fighting in the dimensional rifts, and they are the true guardians and the walls of humanity!" ”

"In your opinion, the Empire of the Sun Never Sets protects the human race, but why didn't the Black Wing protect the clan? There is no distinction between humans and clans, they are all children of the Creator. ”

Mystra smiled: "What's more, my simple child, this world is not black and white, the empire on which the sun never sets is not as beautiful as you seem, and the black wing is not as vicious as you imagined." Survival of the fittest is the law of nature, and it is the final decision of the gods after discussing the situation in Eladia. She made her clear.

"It's not fair!" Delin was unwilling: "Caesar Targaryen is an alien dragon, and every alien dragon is blessed with unique blessings, and it is the biggest scourge in the astral plane. ”

"But Enrehir is also the son of Pero, and the purest blood of the sun flows through his body."

……

Regardless, Delin couldn't get the answer she wanted from the Goddess of Magic, and she bowed her head in frustration and waited for Mystra's projection to disappear, her hands clenched into fists.

"I can't accept the evil of the present in order to fight the evil of the future!"