Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 41 Unhappy
The sky is clear, the sun at the end of the Harvest Moon is bright but not hot, accompanied by a breeze, it is a crowning good weather.

Misef looked up to the sky in a carriage protected by layers of royal guards. In the blue sky, he could see nothing but a white cloud.

The central square, which had already dispersed the civilians, was closely guarded by private soldiers belonging to the Marquis Fries, the chairman of the noble council. Hundreds of nobles gathered in the square with different expressions.

For the dignity of the nobles, hundreds of high-back chairs have been arranged in the square, and the nobles sit down according to their titles and status.

Ron, who has been hovering high in the sky, hidden in the clouds seen by Misef, looked down at the small central square next to the castle in the center of the palace. He looked as small as an ant standing on the square, but in Humans, still clearly visible in his eyes, entered.

Then, Misef's carriage drove towards the square, the gate of the palace also opened, and a carriage drove towards them.

Ron watched as the two carriages dispatched one person to each other, and started a heated conversation like a debate, gradually arguing so red-faced and bare-handed that they almost missed a fight on the spot.

According to their agreement in advance, after the debate session is over, Misef will give a speech to the noble council to win the psychological approval of most members of the council, and Ron will fall from the sky at the same time as Misef is pointing his finger at the sky. , Completely win the nobles to his side.

Misef raised his head, felt the gaze looking at him, and turned his head to meet the playful, disdainful and vicious eyes of his uncle Sivan Gogg. After a moment of panic, Misef mustered up the courage to look directly at Xiwen Goge. Wen Gaoge walked to the center of the square with a confident attitude of holding his head high.

He is full of confidence, both for his speech and as a helper for himself.

Siwengog stood outside the square, watching all this with a sneer, and made a gesture with his hands behind his back, and the guards standing by the side quietly withdrew from the crowd.

Ron flapped his wings and circled, waiting for Misef's signal.

Suddenly, he vaguely sensed something was wrong, some civilians were approaching the central square.

In normal times, this is very normal, but now that the central square is blocked in advance and civilians are prohibited from going there, it stands to reason that no one will go to the central square on purpose.

Among the streets, there are only a dozen or so people walking towards the central square in one street, which is not conspicuous and attracts attention.

But looking down from a high altitude, Ron could see a group of people dressed as civilians advancing towards the central square at the same time, as if an encirclement was shrinking towards the center.

"Stupid, a thousand royal guards dared to enter the royal capital with only two hundred. Isn't this a good posture for others to chop?"

Circumstances have changed and can't wait for Miseff to finish his speech.

Ron's center of gravity was downward, his wings fluttered, and he accelerated to rush downward. He let out a dragon roar warning in mid-air.

All eyes turned to the sky in amazement, a blue dragon was falling from the sky!

How could there be a dragon! ?
Since it wasn't the dragon he found, it might be the power hidden by his nephew.

Xiwen Goge waved his hand decisively, and the private soldiers of the Marquis Fries, who were on guard, immediately rushed to Misef in the center of the square.

Although Misef was surprised and angry that the Marquis Fries, the leader of the aristocratic council promoted by his father, had betrayed him, but fortunately, he was alerted by Ron's roar, and he was prepared in his heart.

The royal guards quickly surrounded Misef, and the mage who was protected together with Misef began to chant, and the aura of spells flickered frequently.

Flames, vines, strong winds... all flew towards the enemy.

A group of nobles fled the scene in a panic, but some nobles also had powerful extraordinary powers. They either killed the royal guards, or tried their best to block the private soldiers who launched the attack.

Xiwen Goge ordered all the guards to rush forward, and drew out the saber from his waist. He was also an eighth-level knight who had been in the army for decades.

He understood that he had to kill his nephew as quickly as possible, only in this way could he negotiate with the blue dragon.

No matter what cooperation contract my nephew signed with Blue Dragon, as long as Misef died, the contract would naturally be invalidated.

At that time, it will be just a greedy and stupid five-color real dragon, and he can afford to pay a higher price to hire it.

Xiwen Gogg rushed into the battlefield with a sword, and before he killed the first nobleman who blocked him, he had already released a bunch of brute force spells, momentum like a rainbow, magical armor, weapon blessings, etc. Knight skill blessing.

When he rushed to the front of the guards, he finally rushed out of the guards, a swordsman who was so fast that he left behind an afterimage, and blocked Xiwen Goge's sword stabbing at the guards.

Andre, the leader of the royal guard, is an eighth-level knight.

Xiwen Gaoge held up his sword and fought with Andre. The two were similar, but Xiwen Gaoge had stayed in the army for many years, and his moves were more deadly, tending to suppress Andre.

But Andre was only trying to delay Shivan Gogg, because the reinforcements they descended from the sky were about to arrive.

There was no anxiety on Xiwen Goge's face, who was fighting with several swords at a very fast speed but was still unable to break through. Instead, he showed a strange sneer.

In fact, his real purpose was to lure this eighth-level knight away from Misev, and he was creating opportunities for the others.

Beside the palace not far away, three powerful magic rays shot out from a tower taller than the palace and castle, and went straight to Misev who was under heavy protection!

The first ray burned through the two royal guards who were blocking him, and shattered the mana shield activated by the trigger magic equipment on Misef.

The second ray froze the protective barrier condensed by the spell scroll that Misef activated in a panic.

The third ray pierced through the frozen magic barrier and hit Misef who was too late to save himself.

Misef looked down in disbelief, watching his body quickly dissolve in the last ray in horror.

All of this was different from what he thought, just like he didn't know that the Marquis of Fliss had betrayed the royal family, and he didn't know that several enshrined mages had already made their choices.

After Xiwen Goge parried Andre with his sword, he laughed loudly under the strong wind pressure.

Watching the flapping blue dragon land with a "boom" among the fleeing crowd, Xiwen Gogg raised the knight sword in his hand and said loudly: "Misef Gogg is dead! I, Xiwen Gogg, the most legitimate successor of the Gogg family! The grand duke is officially crowned here! All the nobles put down their arms, and I will forgive the sins of the treasoners!"

Sivan Gogg watched with satisfaction the nobles who supported Misev throw away their weapons, and looked at the silent blue dragon with satisfaction.

He saluted and said with a smile: "As for you, mighty real dragon, I am willing to pay twice as much as my nephew in exchange for your friendship."

"He gave me 30 gold coins, double that is 90 gold coins." Ron played with his taste.

Xiwen Gaoge looked stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Your calculation is correct, yes, 90 gold coins."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Ron shook his head, "You are so rich, why don't you scrape together 100 million gold coins for me."

Xiwen Goge sneered in his heart. He had expected the greed of the real dragon, and at the same time, he was sure of his safety in front of the greedy real dragon.

"Of course, my dear True Dragon, a million gold coins are totally worth it for your friendship."

The moment he relaxed, a dragon claw shining with violent thunder quickly magnified in his eyes.

Xiwen Goge, who only had time to draw out half of the sword, was torn into several sections by the man and the sword.

The splashed blood, the steaming internal organs, and the head flying out with puzzled eyes.

Why?This dragon rejected 100 million gold coins?Why would you die?
The surrounding crowd was deathly silent.

Ron flicked his paw, as if something dirty was stuck on it, and said, "Don't think about it, it's just because you're upset."

(End of this chapter)