Just a year after Saraka became the Grand General, Vis finally entered the Grand General's mansion.

Probably no one could have imagined that in Falkenridge, a country that was not yet weak and rising day by day, the mansions of the great generals who were at the top of all the military attaches were actually very simple in interior decoration. The bedroom of the new general Salaka, for example, is incredibly simple.

The entire general's mansion is almost half renovated, and some of the meeting rooms and reception rooms for receiving foreign guests are magnificent, and the façade of the chief general of the kingdom is extremely luxurious. And some relatively private areas, such as bedrooms, are completely inconsistent with outsiders' imagination of an absolute upper-class person like the General.

Of course, it doesn't fit Weiss's imagination of him.

You know, judging from the breath that the other party inadvertently revealed that day, Weiss is absolutely sure that his new general is a red dragon.

What is the concept of a red dragon?

In the legends, fairy tales, and fables associated with dragons without specifying their color, when people talk about kingdoms in ruins, sacrificed ladies, and brave heroes who return home as charred corpses, they are probably talking about the mighty red dragon.

The red dragon can be said to be a model of the image characteristics of the dragon. All dragons are predators, but the red dragon is the most voracious and eats far more than necessary. All dragons are greedy, but the red dragons are unjustifiably greedy, as they are fully convinced that all wealth should belong to those strong enough to possess it (and no amount of wealth is enough). All dragons are arrogant, but the red dragons are arrogant to the extreme, and they see themselves as the perfect apex of dragons.

The Red Dragon never forgives even the slightest slowness. They kill because their territory has been violated, they kill because of the slightest theft of their treasury, they kill because they have an offense, or they kill because they want to, and they even feel proud that they can do so whenever and wherever they want.

Red dragons who cannot kill offenders will go berserk, wreaking havoc and devastation in any nearby community. Only a large monetary tribute can satisfy the Red Dragon's famous rage, and only blood can cool and overpower it.

So, this is also the reason why Weiss has only now mustered up the courage to meet the red dragon in private - he is afraid that he will be dismantled by the other party, even if the other party has never done anything inconsistent with human identity in public.

After all, the average strength of the black dragon is only the second-to-last among the colored dragons, and the red dragon is the first!

Vis is a black and red half-blood, but he has inherited more of the black dragon bloodline, not to mention that he has been a human king for more than ten years, and his battle instincts are almost forgotten......

To put it mildly, this time Weiss went with a mortal heart - he had been scared for almost a year, and he had enough of it.

"My Majesty, do you still like me here?"

General Saraka, or the red dragon Saramondo, asked the young half-blood dragon in a deep, magnetic voice.

As mentioned above, at this time, the small dining room where the two humanoid dragons will be eating together is a very simple private space. The surrounding decoration can be described simply: the smooth whitewashed walls are hung with a few paintings of modest prestige - although there are no real masterpieces, they are either in the castle of the king or in the homes of the new nobles, and the red dragon does not seem to care much about this.

"I want to ...... Very good. ”

Suddenly, touching Saramondo's bright azure eyes, Vess's heart couldn't help but beat faster, and an even more unnatural smile appeared on his face. He didn't say anything more, but obediently followed Salamondo towards the table.

The two men came to the table one after the other, and Salamondo gracefully pulled out the chair for Weiss, smiling and motioning for him to sit down here with aristocratic etiquette, while Weiss sat down in the chair as if flattered, and Salamondo walked back to his chair and sat down with him.

Although Ves is nominally king and Salamondo is only a general, in essence their status may be reversed.

Munching on a delicious steak, but Vis tasted like chewing wax, he watched in a bit of a daze as Salamondo ate in a manner very much in line with aristocratic etiquette, and suddenly thought of Iro.

Yes, he'd eaten with Iroh before, and that strange dragon would have shown such perfect etiquette.

For some reason, Vess's disgust for Salamondo suddenly rose.

It's not that Saramondo is doing a bad job, in fact, as a general, he is now also working part-time as the top head of the kingdom's intelligence department.

Salamondo barely leaves the office, not only analyzing and judging the vast amount of information from the kingdom's vast territory and beyond the borders with the amazing intelligence of the dragons, and then making decisions on the next step based on this information, but also dealing with the various matters of the war between Falkenridge and Stasi.

Regardless of the specific differences in appearance and personality, Vis would occasionally even think that Iroh had returned to Falkenridge.

As mentioned in the data, the red dragon will not be irrationally violent. As skilled strategists, they spend their time researching a plethora of tactics for every imaginable battle scene. They know the danger of attacking a stronger enemy - although such an enemy may be rare. They will give up a battle that they have no hope of winning, even if it hurts their pride deeply.

Once this strategic vision at the micro level is magnified at the macro level of the country, the effect is what Saramondo is doing today.

"Your Majesty, are you afraid of me?"

Suddenly, Salamondo put down his knife and fork and smiled inexplicably.

“......”

Weiss was speechless for a while, how should he answer? If he said that he was afraid, the dignity of the dragon clan in his heart would collapse completely, but he was not afraid?

What if the red dragon swallows itself in his stomach on a whim? The red dragon is so famous for his love of meat that Weiss doesn't want to risk testing whether the red dragon likes to eat dragon meat!

"Okay, I see. Actually, Your Majesty, you don't have to be nervous. Salamondo waved his hand and continued to eat the steak, "I'm also a member of the Tokamak faction, and it was actually Ielo who asked me to help you, because he has something to do, maybe a year or two...... No, not even for a long time to return to Falkenridge. ”

"...... Iro"

A burst of bitterness suddenly welled up in Vess's mouth. The temperament of the superior, which has been more pronounced in the past year, easily collapsed when this name came to his ears.

For this dragon that made him and ruined him, Weiss really doesn't know whether to be grateful or hateful now. If it weren't for Iroh, he might still be living a free and precarious life with Hillcutt, and of course he might have been buried under some piece of dirt.

And now, he is the revered king of all, he does not have to worry about food and drink, and he has enough treasure for him to enjoy, but he needs to bear more pressure.

God knows how many nights Vis wanted to rebel against everything that Iroh had set, to his king, to his faction, why should he be so angry with a good half-blood dragon?

But every time reason stopped him.

For the first time in this time, Weiss envied his younger brother from the bottom of his heart. At least Hillcart never thought about it that much.

"So, Your Majesty, let's cooperate well after that. ”

Saramondo's voice drew Vess's attention back again, and the red dragon's eyes finally revealed Vess's familiar greed, "The reason why I'm willing to help you is because Iloh promised to make me the new Grand Duke of Stasi......"

Since that conversation between the two, Salamondo has moved a lot bigger, and Vis no longer worries about him - the simple reason is that since Salamondo was also arranged by Iro, then Vis is subconsciously much more at ease.

Although the strategy left by Iroh is becoming more and more unsuitable for the current situation, and Vis is constantly seeking breakthroughs, no matter what, knowing that Iroh is still watching him is enough to double his confidence.

Two months later, Salamondo, with the acquiescence of Vess, launched a purge that swept through the upper echelons of the kingdom.

After that purge, the conservative, pedantic, and arrogant factions of the old nobles were completely destroyed, and the alliance of nobles, who already hated Saramondo, no longer had any reason or means to meddle in the military affairs of the kingdom.

Of course, Vess didn't want to see the Salamondo family dominant, but in a way, he was a smart man.

Smart people know how to maximize their value and that of others, and Iroh knows that, and Salamondo knows it, and even Alfred knows about it, and so does Ves.

So Vis just tested a little when Salamondo started to make a big move, and the red dragon, who originally belonged to the same faction, also knew Vess's thoughts, and after the two smart people talked for a long time, Vis was completely on Salamondo's side.

Next, the Falkenridge military headquarters was streamlined and reorganized into the High Command, and all the generals obeyed the orders of Salamondo, who was directly responsible to Vess!

At this time, the Supreme Command, which had been streamlined to the extreme, had become a terrible institution no less than the comprehensive intelligence department during the time of Iro.

After all, if a group of people analyze and hold a seminar to take measures after receiving military information, it may consume a lot of unnecessary time, so the timeliness of the information will undoubtedly be lost, but if it is as dictatorial as Ayro...... Then it may only take a few minutes for the order to be issued.

In fact, it was precisely because Iroh saw this side of Salamondo's heart that he was relieved to let him go to help Vess.

"The war has been going on for three years...... It's almost time to speed up and get an end to it."

On this day, three years later, Salamondo fiddled with the gold-plated pen in his hand boredly, an expectant smile on the corner of his mouth.