Chapter 129 Threat Seeing that people were getting excited, Brandon continued to add fuel to the fire, his voice becoming even louder."Everyone present, four hundred years ago, Lord Terry Rackman rode a giant eagle and led our ancestors here to build the original North Wind Castle. At that time, there were only three hundred people here." "In these turbulent four hundred years, we have experienced countless trials and tribulations of blood and fire, and our ancestors have sacrificed their precious lives one after another, which has made this magnificent city stand tall on the earth. This is a city that carries the glorious history of our ancestors, a city that carries our beautiful life, and our home." "Now, everyone has only one identity - a citizen of North Wind Castle." "We - must not let it fall into the hands of the evil dragon!" Brand's silver sword drew a semicircle in the air. "For Northwind Keep!" The crowd's spirits were even higher. After all, they had not seen the enemy yet. They had just listened to this textbook pre-war speech and were moved by the count's "sincere" words. Looking at the noisy crowd, Earl Brandon took a breath and thought: "I hope they can hold on for a while longer, preferably until the Duke completes the ceremony." "For Northwind Keep! For Northwind Keep!" "Kill the dragon! Protect your loved ones!"
The people's cheers continued. Soldiers raised their spears, determined to fight for their daughter's future. Merchants raised their arms and shouted, determined to fight for the happiness of themselves and their wives... "Roar--" However, a long roar interrupted the people's cheers. Everyone felt a deep-seated fear. The flying dragons were so dense that they covered the sky and blocked out the sun's rays. They surged in from the horizon like a black tide, making hoarse and noisy roars. "Damn it, aim the city crossbow!" "Shoot them down!" However, these monsters flew very high, and even the city defense crossbows could not reach them. They could only barely shoot down a flying dragon that was flying relatively low, causing it to fall to the ground wailing. Then, the flying dragons in the sky consciously made way for the target. The huge red dragon hovered in the sky, slowly flapping its wings. The red dragon was facing away from the sun, and his body seemed to be surrounded by a circle of flames. Under the influence of the spell, a shadow much larger than his body was projected onto the ground, giving people a strong sense of oppression. People looked up at the golden vertical pupils that were exceptionally bright even at a distance of a hundred meters, and couldn't help but think of the rumor that the "Purgatory Scourge" destroyed the 30,000-strong coalition army with fire. The soldier's hand holding the spear trembled slightly, and finally it fell to the ground with a clang. The merchant, on the other hand, hid behind his wife and trembled, fearing that the monster in the sky would notice him. When the terrible dragon actually arrived, their previous ambitions were thrown to the horizon, and the count's passionate speech was forgotten. After all - this could really kill you. The giant dragon in the sky actually spoke. "It's a very good speech, but it's a bit too cliché. I thought we had returned to the Second Age." Brandon looked up at the sky. Even though he was a very powerful warrior, facing the red dragon still made sweat drip down his forehead. "Evil dragon, don't even think about seducing the citizens of Northwind Castle!" Finally he mustered up the courage and roared to the sky.
"Bewitched?" There was a hint of teasing in Cassius' tone. "You are probably talking about yourself. You are using these seemingly reasonable but actually nonsense reasons to deceive them into working as cannon fodder for the old vampire you are loyal to. It's really a good plan." This news had been blocked by the city guards for a long time, but many people already knew it, and now it was finally spoken out by the Red Dragon nonchalantly. Brandon finally couldn't stand it anymore, pointed at the sky and shouted: "slander!" "You are totally slandering me!" Cassius ignored them and projected the image of the blood slaves in the bunker into the sky. "Everyone, this is what the beloved Duke, to whom you are loyal, did. He turned your loved ones into blood-sucking beasts. Working for the nobles is ridiculous in itself, and working for something like this is even more of a joke." "If you wish to continue your loyalty and die for him, please do so." A hideous smile appeared on the red dragon's face. "But I am not here to do this. I am here to tell you another piece of news. If I do not see the city gates open and the white flags flying before dusk, then the flames will turn everything here into ashes, regardless of whether you are your parents, partners, or children. This is the same for everyone." "Notice--" “This is not a discussion, but a notification.” The black wave of the wyvern faded away, and the red dragon disappeared after leaving behind its last words. Before leaving, Cassius was still thinking to himself: "This bard who made up this story might be a pervert. Am I such an unrefined dragon?" "Even if you're eating humans, you still have to pay attention to basic hygiene. Even the ogres wouldn't be able to swallow this..." "No, we still have to find a chance to catch him and torture him severely." The Red Dragon did not want to destroy this city known as the "Pearl of the North", which would be the main city of the future players he planned and the starting point of his empire. Therefore, he adopted the tactics of siege without attack and threat propaganda to avoid direct destruction. He had established his authority after the Battle of Trier, and what he needed next was to consolidate his rule and build a truly multi-ethnic empire. In the square, Earl Brandon looked grim. He looked at the restless crowd, at those eyes that were either panicked, uneasy, or hesitant, and he knew that the development of the situation was out of control. It must be said that the red dragon's threat was very convincing, because he had just destroyed 30,000 coalition forces, and Brandon's speech became solid evidence, adding some credibility to the red dragon's threat. "The Duke said that we must hold on until night falls." “This is my mission.” Thinking of this, a fierce look appeared on Earl Brandon's face. He took off the mask of being approachable and amiable, and looked down at the people with different expressions with an extremely cold and arrogant look, and said coldly: "Dear citizens, please calm down and don't listen to the evil dragon's temptation." "Anyone who disobeys orders and dares to cause trouble - kill them!" The count's trusted soldiers immediately took control of the scene. But it was not just Eagle Square, countless people in the city clearly heard the Red Dragon's threat. They reacted differently, some stayed at home in silence, some went to the city wall to contact acquaintances, and some even took action against the gray-robed spies of the Rackman family. For a time, undercurrents surged in the city.
(End of this chapter)