Throne of the North.

Chapter 200 Frost Dragon
The huge wings blocked out the stars above his head like a sea of ​​clouds, and darkness fell, turning into a ferocious dragon staring at Damon.

The legendary knight of the Holy See stared at the ice-white dragon in front of him with a grim expression. Frost was condensing in the air. The mere appearance of the dragon brought with it the unmeltable ice.

Ever since the previous meeting decided to continue the war, Ryan knew that the Earl of Winter's family had the means to deal with the legendary knight, but he did not expect it to be so simple and crude.

How to fight against legends?

Why not find another legend?

There is no other method more effective than this.

The Sanctuary Mage plus the Mage Tower can only be said to be on par with legends, but a true legend can definitely be on par with legends.

What's more, this is a giant dragon, a real dragon, not a semi-finished product of the Red Wing Plain, nor any other messy bloodline, but a frost dragon.

Earl Clayton's mount, the amber dragon, is much inferior to this frost dragon.

When the Frost Dragon appeared, the Mage Tower disappeared, and what followed was a deafening noise, which was far more terrifying than the previous collision between the magician and the legendary knight.

Ryan finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene.

It seems that the Knight Damon of the Holy See will not be able to help Count Weiss turn defeat into victory.

"Maybe he will die."

"He's not a fool. If he can't win, won't he just run away?"

"Although the knights of the Holy See are quite brainless most of the time, as the leader of the legendary knights, he is more like a nobleman."

Count Sauron said this. He knew more about the Holy See than Ryan, who had never been in contact with the church.

Sure enough, when the light of dawn arrived, this legendary knight of the Holy See burst out with a force even more powerful than at night, and then escaped from the blockade of the frost dragon.

Looking at Knight Damon who was leaving to greet the glory of the morning light, Ryan's sharp eyes saw some blood falling, and the other party was seriously injured.

Coming back to his senses, words like "ferocious, majestic, flawless, powerful..." and so on popped up in Ryan's mind, and he finally saw the outline of the dragon clearly.

The icy white body looked like an exquisite gem under the sunlight. If Ryan had not been unable to ignore the opponent's legendary strength, he would have wanted to reach out and touch it.

"Mr. Areris, this is not what we agreed on."

Earl Winter came to the side of the Frost Dragon with a flushed face. He was seriously injured, but the power of the dragon's blood made him look normal.

The Frost Dragon was not happy with the human who had swallowed the dragon's blood. If dragons were not cold-blooded, he would probably swallow the dragon hunter in one gulp.

In its view, taking the blood of a dragon is equivalent to hunting down the dragon.

In fact, the truth is not too far away?
"Our deal is that I help you deal with that legendary knight. There is no mention of killing the other party in the deal."

"But you couldn't keep him."

Earl Winter said that if the leader of the Holy Heavenly Knights of the Vatican could be captured, then this victory would be more important than the war in the Southern Thousand Lakes Province.

In the feast of struggle between the Empire and the Church, Count Winter also wants to have a piece of the pie.

“He’s very powerful.”

The frost dragon stared deeply at the place where the sunlight shone. It was not very accustomed to warmth. Although the North Wind Province was very cold, it was still too warm for it. "He has the blessing of the gods in his body, which cannot be retained."

The Frost Dragon shook its head and looked at Earl Winter with its huge head.

"Our deal ends here."

"But for the unfinished business in the deal, I will use this ice crystal as payment. It can help you resist the erosion of the dragon's will once."

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Earl Winter's expression of wanting to ask questions. The huge dragon body spread its wings and soared into the sky, avoiding the sunlight above its head in the sea of ​​clouds, and flew towards the north.

It lives in the North, and the winter world is a paradise to it.

"This is a lawful neutral dragon that can trade with humans."

In the distance, Ryan thought so after seeing this scene.

After all, when describing dragons, evil is often greater than lawful. As for dragons that are just to humans, there are only a few of them throughout history.

Moreover, living in the northern border, it seems that it is not too far away from the Northern Wind Province. Maybe we can get in touch with each other when we have the chance in the future.

Ryan had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but the only thing he could say today was about the war.

"The war is over. Count Weiss has lost all his troops. Now is the time for us to reap the rewards."

The mobile fortress returned to the hands of Count Sauron, and Ryan, as the retired commander, entered here again as a noble.

This time, there are much more nobles. Even nobles from far away got the news and rushed here day and night. Their purpose is self-evident.

The war was won, and the next thing was the division of benefits. If the nobles themselves were not there, who knows how much benefit they would lose. They certainly did not want to stay in the territory waiting for news.

Of course, the mobile fortress could not accommodate so many nobles, so everyone decided to discuss the matter in Count Weiss's fortress on Thundercloud Mountain.

This is certain, but in this process, it is inevitable that the nobles will compromise and confront each other in private.

Ryan's feelings were most obvious because he held the entire decision on the credit of the war.

This was the voice he gained from the two earls, and it also made him a popular noble in the North Wind Province.

"Baron Ryan, this time my army helped kill more than a thousand enemies, and also assisted the army in clearing the way and transporting food and fodder. Such a contribution should not be ignored, right?"

"Baron Ryan, the Machado family, the baron has died when the orcs moved south. The current baron is a two-year-old child. The credit to their family..."

"Baron Ryan, my army suffered heavy casualties. Only 200 out of 2,000 soldiers returned alive. The dead soldiers were burned. I don't know how to explain to their families."

"Baron Ryan..."

Ryan listened to these endless voices with gusto. In the mouths of these nobles, the total number of people in the North Wind Province, which was no more than 50,000, was exaggerated to 100,000 on the other side and 100,000 on our side. A baron sent out 1,000 or 2,000 soldiers, and a viscount sent out 4,000 or 5,000. Together, they numbered no more than 100,000, no less.

As for why there are only so few people left now, it’s because they were burned in Leiyin Gorge.

If they were to identify them now, they might be able to find their knights and squires among the ashes.

(End of this chapter)