Iwan, the director of intelligence, had served three emperors and had the privilege of entering and leaving King's Landing at will.

When the Wettin family staged a palace coup, it was Iwan who learned the news in advance and reported it to Edward II overnight, so that Edward II easily thwarted the rebellion against him.

Iwan, who attends the weekly Imperial Council on time, has lost count of the number of times he's climbed the lion-carved stone steps outside the door.

But now when he came back here, the stone steps were still there, but the magnificent castle above was gone, in ruins.

And on that ruin, there is still a behemoth crawling.

It had a massive body, the size of half a tavern on its head, covered in red scales that glowed metallicly in the setting sun.

The desperate Kingsmen had shot thousands of arrows at it, but not a single mark had been left behind.

Iwan was now standing in front of this terrifying monster, feeling the powerful oppression on his face, and his calves and stomach were trembling slightly.

When the little lord from the western realm came to the royal capital, her dragon-slaying deeds quickly became a casual conversation among the people here after dinner.

However, both nobles and commoners only regarded this as a novelty, as if such and such a nobleman had found a new mistress.

Dragons have been extinct on the continent of Brattis for nearly three thousand years, and people have long forgotten how powerful and terrifying they are.

Even Edward II, who was most optimistic about Irea, probably didn't fully realize what a feat this was.

The former emperor of the empire only regarded the dragon as an extraordinarily powerful prey, no different in essence from the other beasts he had hunted.

Edward II even lamented that he had not been able to prove his prowess against a dragon.

Perhaps only by seeing these terrifying monsters with your own eyes can you understand that they are not prey at all, on the contrary, all living beings on this continent are their prey.

Iwan didn't understand how the little nobleman named Ilea had managed to kill a dragon.

But now was not the time to think about it, and Iwan withdrew his gaze from the dragon and shifted to another figure in front of it.

The man had white hair, white hair on his neck, and a pair of gray wings on his back.

He was tall and had wings much wider than the average Wing-Clan.

From the information gathered earlier, Iwan learned that the name of this Wing Tribeman was Solomon, and he was the commander of this Wing Tribe's army.

So the intelligence chief bowed slightly and saluted him, "Honorable Lord Solomon, congratulations to you and your warriors on conquering the first fortified city on the continent of Brattis.

"You should have come to me to ask Your Majesty...... Whereabouts of Garth. ”

A thinner Wing man at Solomon's side translated Iwan's words to him.

Solomon then looked up at the intelligence chief at the bottom of the stone steps, and gently spat out two words from his mouth.

"Get on your knees."

Solomon spoke the lingua franca of the continent, so he could understand it without the need for an interpreter, and there was a look of bewilderment on his face.

Because in the Red Lion Empire, except for knights, it is rarely necessary to kneel, even when facing the emperor.

But Iwan hadn't forgotten who he was, and after a brief moment of consternation, he simply got down on one knee.

A look of satisfaction appeared on Solomon's face, "The vanquished should be like the vanquished." ”

After a pause, he continued, "I heard that you are a close confidant of the emperor. ”

"Garth, he does trust me, because I have been in the service of the royal family for almost a hundred years." Iwan said respectfully.

"Then shouldn't you be by his side now, accompany him through the last stretch of the road, I heard that there is something called chivalry on your continent, which is very respected by the people here."

"I'm not a knight." "And I have more important things to do than die." ”

Solomon raised his eyebrows, "So Garth asked you to come to me." ”

Iwan sighed, "You've won this battle and conquered this great city, but if you want to rule it, I mean really rule it, not just burn and loot, you may need to show a little mercy in addition to martial arts." ”

"How do you know I'm not here to plunder?" Solomon asked rhetorically.

"Because robbers don't choose the strongest fortress to attack, I don't know where you and your warriors are from, but it won't be easy to cross the ocean to get here.

"You don't just want to grab some gold and silver and leave."

Solomon was noncommittal, "Garth wants me to spare him?" ”

"No, Garth knows you're not going to let him go anyway." Iwan shook his head, "So he doesn't expect to live." ”

"Then it looks like he's not completely stupid yet." Solomon said lightly.

"Garth just wants you to give him a death worthy of his identity."

"What is a death worthy of his identity?"

"Garth wants to go head-to-head with you, one-on-one, without help, and if you're willing to say yes, he's willing to get out of his hiding place."

"Or I can just have someone torture you." Solomon said, "Let me see how faithful you are to your family that you have served for a hundred years. ”

"Oh, I don't have that confidence in myself, so I didn't know where Gars was hiding before I came here." Iwan Road.

"The Vespasian family, who have ruled this land for nearly a thousand years, their ancestors built this city, and of course, after you conquer this city, there will be many people like me who are afraid of death, who will come to pay their allegiance to you.

"I beg your pardon, but there are also many people here who will still open their doors to Garth, and you may eventually find him, but it will not be easy.

"Maybe it will take a month or two, so ...... Why not go for the easier way? ”

Solomon finally got a little moved, "Garth knows that he can't be my opponent, the terrestrial race is naturally inferior to the sky species, even if he is your emperor, I can't have any chance of winning." ”

"Of course he knows that, and like I said before, Gars is just hoping for a death worthy of his status."

After Iman finished speaking, he saw Solomon and his lieutenant discussing something in a low voice, and after a moment Solomon spoke again.

"Tell your emperor that he will come here early tomorrow morning, when the sun is just rising, and I will give him what he wants."

(End of chapter)