Sallian is just an honorary baron with no real power, and as a matter of course, he does not have any law enforcement powers.

But as a highly regarded rising star of Backlight Blade, Valera has been given certain privileges by Anastria.

If she encounters someone who might harm Sarren, Valera has the right to act on the opportunity, and the Sun King is behind her back if something happens.

Fortunately, Valilla is not the type of person who likes to abuse her power and enforce the law impulsively, which is why she has been trusted by Anastria, giving her a more broadly defined privilege.

To put it bluntly, it's to die to protect Sarren.

A man like Isaas, who eats his own imperial food but has his ass turned outward, would be furious even if Anastria himself came here.

Valeera will not be punished for taking him back, but may be rewarded.

Shocked by the dragon's might, Isaas couldn't move at all, and could only watch Valeera, who had a cold expression, pull out the rope.

In middle age, Dredden is still a grumpy.

was played a trick of scolding Huai in front of him, his thick sword eyebrows immediately stood upside down, and he took a step forward and planned to attack on the spot.

At this moment, Ronin, who had been following Sarjan, suddenly took a step sideways and shook his head at Drayden face to face.

"This is an internal affair of another country, and it is not our turn to intervene, so don't overstep our authority."

Antonidas looked at Ronin with a deep gaze, and sighed helplessly after a while.

The circle of old politicians has its own set of rules of conduct, and there are usually certain unspoken rules when communicating with each other.

But Salian is not a politician, and he doesn't know the tricks of politicians at all, and he catches Antonidas off guard with his unconventional punches.

Seeing Sarren carry a certain "zongzi" and walk out of Violet Castle first, Antonidas seemed to age ten years in an instant.

"Times have changed......"

……

Crossing the portal, the group returned to the town of Taquelin in the southern part of the Yongge Forest.

Gianna, who was held in Valelar's arms, had a somewhat tangled expression, and her delicate golden eyebrows were wrinkled.

"Dalaran ...... It's not what I imagined. ”

Valilla shaved Gianna's nose with her white fingers in amusement: "What is your ideal Dalaran like?" ”

"Hmm~"

Gianna raised her little head and tapped her chin with her finger: "There is a strong academic atmosphere, mages love and help each other, and mages of all races can be treated equally in Dalaran. ”

Valilla smiled and continued, "What about actually?" ”

Gianna shook her head irritably: "It's not like that at all! ”

"As the leader, the Kenrito Council actually unabashedly wooed the ambassadors of other countries, and it was clear that the racial discrimination was at fault, but it was still desperate to cover it up and downplay the situation."

"The so-called free academic atmosphere is just lip service, and the mages dare to use any shady means in order to compete for more resources and interests, which disappoints me too much."

Having lived in Dalaran for decades, Crassus has a deep understanding of the inner nucleus that Dalaran hides beneath its glossy skin.

"Where in this world is there any real freedom, it's just a routine propaganda slogan."

"In the words of Sarean, where there are people, there must be fighting."

"As long as it involves the distribution of benefits, you will see how inferior those elegant and easy-going mages on the surface are behind the scenes."

"Forget it!"

Gianna puffed out her cheeks unhappily, and said angrily like a little adult: "I am disillusioned with Dalaran, they are completely different from the slogan they promote to the outside world!" ”

Comforting the puffing little princess all the way, Salian and the others left the densely populated town of Taquelin and headed towards the outskirts of the Tower of the Morning Star.

Valera didn't set off with the party, she took the tyed up of Isath to stay in Taquilin, and the local mage tower's resident mage opened the portal and went directly to Silvermoon City.

Isaac, with his crooked buttocks, probably won't be in public for a long time.

Isaas actually took advantage of a loophole, and with his seniority as a perennial follower of Prince Kael'thas and his knowledge of Dalaran, he went directly to the diplomatic service.

With this lesson, Anastria will not dare to do it again in the future, and he will definitely send people to strengthen the patriotic education of diplomats.

Crassus is invited, and then Sarren will officially begin his plans to reforge Quelcella.

Ledros had already been informed, and when Sarren and his party arrived at the Tower of the Morning Star, he had already waited in front of the tower's gate.

Leaving the little princess to Melia, who had come to watch the excitement, to take care of her, Sarren, Crassus, and Ledros arrived at the large experimental site specially expanded in the tower.

Ledros made some preparations in advance, and all the equipment in the laboratory was emptied, and the vast laboratory was empty.

"Boom!"

Saléan walked first to the center of the room and thrust the dull Quelcera to the ground.

"Gianna, you turn your head first, the next scene will be a little bloody."

"Don't!"

The little princess stubbornly raised her head: "I'm not a child anymore!" My father also said that one day I may go to the battlefield myself, and it is better to know the cruelty of the battle in advance, so that I can understand the preciousness of life. ”

"Huh~"

Melia, who was holding Gianna, looked a little surprised: "Is Kurtilas's home education so strong?" ”

Sarian shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "After all, it is the Prodemore royal family that broke through the prestige of Northmore at sea...... Well, turn your head when you feel nauseous, I'm going to start. ”

"Boom!"

Partially changing his left hand, the sharp leopard claw easily tore open the skin and blood vessels of Sarjan's right wrist, and the crimson blood suddenly gurgled down and sprayed on the hilt and body of Quelcella's sword.

"Yikes!"

Gianna let out a small exclamation, worried that it would affect Sarjan's work, and then she hurriedly covered her small mouth, her eyes fixed on Sarren's movements.

Melia became more and more curious about the little alien human girl: 'This kid...... You're brave. ’

Salaan had no time to attend to anything else, and he watched with a serious expression as his blood stained Quelcella red.

Due to the massive blood loss, Sarean's face gradually turned pale.

[How can there be a sense of déjà vu of the purple dragon's holy clothes and bloodletting? ] 】

[Saint Seiya is okay, brother, you have exposed your age. 】

"Almost, stop the bleeding."

Crassus took a few steps sideways and walked to a clearing away from the crowd.

His body grew in size as quickly as he was blowing, transforming back into a dragon archetype under Gianna's gaping gaze.

“…… Dragon? ”

With the exception of Sarren, all eyes were on Crassus.

Instructed to cast healing spells on Sarean's left hand, the wound on his right wrist stopped bleeding in a matter of seconds, scabbing over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Urging the life force in his body to quickly make blood, Sarjan's pale face gradually became ruddy.

Crassus: "You all stand back, and I'll leave the rest." ”

"Hiss~"

Taking a deep breath, Crassus spewed crimson dragon breath at Quirsella, who had been dyed dark red.

"Aang!!"

Melia and Ledros simultaneously stepped in to strengthen the lab's inner wall defenses to prevent dragon's breath from affecting the spatial spell structure that expanded the Tower of the Morning Star.

Under the scorching breath of the flaming dragon, which was full of life force, the blood on the surface of Quirsera gradually seeped into the blade of the sword, and the originally dim and irrelevant blade began to glow with a cold light.

Crassus's dragon breath spewed for about 5 minutes, and he coughed a little as he turned back into his human form.

"Ahem~ It's been a long time since I've sprayed such a long-lasting dragon breath at one time, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it."

Without waiting for the red-burned Quircella to cool down, Ledros rushed forward with a single arrow.

"Boom!"

His hands in heavy insulated gloves were on the hilt of his sword at the same time, and he pulled the sword from the ground.

Melia, who had come to assist, snapped her fingers with her free left hand, and a set of forging equipment that Ledros had already prepared was immediately transmitted to the empty laboratory.

Laying Quelcera flat in the dedicated groove of the forge table, Ledros held the hammer as multiple spells unfolded on his right wrist, infusing the specially crafted hammer with magic through several slowly rotating magic circles.

"Bell! Clang! ”

The rhythmic sound of striking iron echoed through the empty laboratory, each striking sending a flood of arcane sparks in the air.

Sitting in the chair that Melia had beckoned, Salaen's gaze never took off Quelcera on the forge table.

[It's over, Xiao Samo is stunned. 】

[Shhh~ Don't bother him yet. 】

[Weapons are the soul of a warrior and their best companion, let's wait and see what happens to Quircera, who is infused with the blood of Sarren. 】