Throne of the North.

Chapter 455: New Dragon Chosen, New Nobles

The vast majority of human slaves are mindless zombies, and if anyone behaves differently, then it is definitely not the majority that has a problem.

Because they will declare themselves right and impose capital punishment on "wrong".

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The crowd shouted loudly, looking angrily at the man kneeling on the bloody platform, as if the man had done something heinous to them.

But in fact, they didn't know each other. It was just because of the atmosphere around them that they looked at the man on the podium with such powerful expressions.

"Kill him!"

Listening to the sounds coming from all around him, Fuan shook his head, feeling that the world was so chaotic. The noisy voices around him turned into demons roaring hoarsely in the darkness in his eyes.

Fuan shook his head, and the world around him became clear, and he could finally see the faces around him clearly.

There was a sharp wind blowing overhead. He looked up and saw a sharp axe falling towards him. It seemed that he was going to die.

However, as the sharp blade flashed, all the ropes that bound Fuan broke. The executioner dropped the axe, and the rough man pulled Fuan and ran outside. The human slaves blocking his way were violently pushed away.

"What are you doing standing still? Run!"

Riding a mule, the two men quickly passed through the bustling streets and rushed to an uninhabited area.

"Huh, I finally got out."

"Why are we running?"

Fuan asked, and the executioner sneered.

"You ate the tribute that belonged to the dragon master. If you hadn't run away, you would have been beheaded now."

"I just ate my food, I was so hungry."

Fuan said firmly that it was his own kind of livestock.

Then he looked at the executioner.

"Why did you save me?"

"Because I don't think you should die like this."

The executioner said with some regret that now he couldn't go back.

"Maybe I got hit on the head by a big-horned bull. Now we have nowhere to go. We may die here tonight. The monsters in the wilderness can easily kill us."

As soon as the words fell, a ferocious beast rushed out from under the shade of the tree. Before the two men could ride on the mule, the mule ran away in panic.

"Run!"

"Run this way!"

Fuan pulled the executioner in another direction, and they ran like headless flies until they calmed down and heard no sound behind them.

"That mule helped us attract the monster. We are now safe."

"Have you noticed how quiet it is around here?"

"Is it normal for the wilderness to be so quiet?"

The two were a little nervous as they moved forward close to the stone wall. Finally, the view in front of them opened up. The moonlight above their heads poured down from the stone cave and shone onto a huge skeleton.

"This is a dragon?"

The executioner shouted in shock. Before their eyes was a gray-white dragon skeleton. They had been here for who knows how many years, and now everything looked dilapidated.

"This is the tomb of a dragon monarch."

The executioner was a little afraid, but Fuan beside him had already crawled towards the dragon head.

"what are you doing?"

The executioner whispered nervously, his whole body shaking.

"There's food there. I'm so hungry."

The executioner looked into Fuan's eyes. The blood-red eyes frightened him and he dared not stop Fuan from moving forward.

"Be careful, this is the tomb of the Dragon Lord. If we are discovered, we will be dead."

Fuan didn't hear this. He just felt hungry, just like when he ate those sheep and cows before. However, the human slaves at that time had no thoughts at all, so they never thought about why a skinny man could eat dozens of cows and sheep.

Fuan was not full, on the contrary he was even hungrier. From the skeleton of the giant dragon in front of him, he could vaguely hear the roar of a giant dragon. It was the call of the dragon, tempting him to come closer.

He got closer and saw a ray of emerald green light slowly floating in the center of the white bone dragon head, swaying like a ghost fire, causing Fuan to continuously secrete stomach acid. He swallowed hungrily, then pounced towards the light.

……

The sky was so close and the earth was so far away. The world seemed to be shrouded in fog. Fuan felt as if he was floating in the fog. The wet mist surrounded him. He tried to get close to the sun in the sky, but eventually he was exhausted and fell to the ground.

Seeing the ground getting closer and closer, about to smash him into pieces, Fuan suddenly woke up with a start.

Sizzle~~
The rich fat sizzled and the blazing flames in the campfire roasted the plump rabbit. Combined with the pitch-black environment, everything set off the fragrance of the rabbit meat.

"Give."

The executioner cut the rabbit in half and handed one half to Fuan.

Fuan was not very hungry, and he held the stick and fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong with you?"

The executioner swallowed the rabbit meat in big mouthfuls and asked vaguely.

"I had a dream, a nightmare, and I almost turned into a meat paste."

"That wasn't a dream."

The executioner patted Fuan's shoulder with his greasy hand and said, "You almost became a meat paste today. Those people said they would chop you into pieces and offer you to the great dragon master, praying that its wrath would not fall on them."

Fuan did not refute, but lowered his head, tore open the linen clothes on his chest, and looked at his beating heart.

Well, he saw his own heart. In the huge wound, on the beating surface of the heart, a blue flame was burning. It was shrouded in a mysterious power, and it drew all kinds of patterns that Fuan could not understand.

The people in this world do not understand what writing is, and the entire world does not accept any education indiscriminately.

His chest was bulging and the muscles of his limbs were becoming more defined. The executioner did not notice anything unusual about Fuan. When he turned around, Fuan had already wrapped his clothes tightly.

"It's cold, isn't it? We actually managed to survive a night in the wilderness. If we go back, I can sleep with any woman I want."

He felt a little regretful that he couldn't sleep with a woman. He would definitely be caught and beaten to death if he returned.

"We'll go back tomorrow."

Fuan stood up and the executioner looked at him in shock, not because of what he said, but because he suddenly found that Fuan had become much taller.

"You, you, how did you become like this?"

Fu An clenched his fists. A deafening dragon roar came from his body. The terrifying dragon power covered the land within dozens of meters around him, but Fu An seemed not to feel it. He only felt that his current condition was terribly good.

Helping up the executioner who had fallen to the ground, Fuan said:
"No one can kill us tomorrow."

Early the next morning, the two began their journey home. The executioner had no purpose or direction and could only follow behind Fuan.

In the evening, they saw their hometown, a small town.

However, they just stood there stupidly and did not move forward.

In the sky ahead, a pitch-black behemoth was flying in the sky. It fell from the sea of ​​clouds, and water marks were clearly visible on its wet dragon scales. Below it, a sea of ​​fire spread in the town. People were wailing and fleeing in it, but the dragon's flames blocked all the gaps. The collapsed houses crushed the panicked humans to death, and the suffocating smoke drowned every slave who tried to yell.

Next to Fuan, the executioner was trembling, looking ahead in disbelief, and then rushed towards the sea of ​​fire.

Fuan reacted and chased after him. He was now running very fast. He held the executioner tightly and dragged him back.

"It's impossible to save them, it's impossible to save them, let's run."

Yesterday the executioner grabbed Fuan and ran all the way. Today, Fuan carried the executioner on his shoulders and ran away from the dragon without looking back.

……

In the distant sky, a lone smoke rose straight into the sky. The executioner looked blankly in that direction, seeming to be oblivious to the barbecue handed to him by Fuan.

"The dragon destroyed our homeland. Where should we go?"

After a long time, the executioner began to gnaw on the barbecue silently, and while eating, he began to ask Fuan about his next plan.

"I don't know, but I heard from my free-range father that the land in the south doesn't seem to be ruled by a dragon monarch. Maybe we can go there."

"The closest place to us is Blue Butterfly City. Dad said it's the most beautiful place in Muspel. Every spring, countless blue butterflies hatch and fly all over the countryside."

"Dad also said that the town we are in is the southernmost land of Esil, so if we go south, we should be able to reach Blue Butterfly City soon."

The executioner had no objection, because his previous knowledge of the world was limited to that town with less than a thousand people. He knew nothing about the outside world. "What are you going to do when you get there?"

Fuan asked, and the executioner shook his head.

"I don't know. I used to cut off the horns of cattle and sheep for the Dragon Lord. Those horns were too hard and the master didn't like them."

"Without the Dragon Monarch in Blue Butterfly City, I might be useless."

"Then follow me. I am going to take revenge on the dragon."

"I want to kill it and avenge my hometown."

"It wasn't just your family that died in that flame. Don't forget that I also lived there for many years. My father has never told me his story. He said that he once followed the noble Chosen Dragon."

"He hasn't told me what he did before."

Fuan's eyes became firm, and the two fell into a deep sleep. The executioner felt very uncomfortable and tired, so he slept very soundly, so he did not see Fuan running wildly in the dark without any vision restrictions, rushing towards the charred ruins that had become wreckage.

Early the next morning, the executioner was surprised to see Fuan holding two swords in his hands. They seemed to be a set. The swords were not very long, and there was an axe next to them.

"My father said that he used these two swords to wound a dragon monarch, causing the dragon to bleed."

The executioner didn't believe it. He was an experienced person. He had seen a dragon walking on rugged rocks. The hard and sharp rocks turned into powder, but there was not even a scratch on the dragon's scales.

"Your axe."

Fuan handed the axe to the executioner, who then reacted.

"How did you find it?"

"I ran very fast and went back to look for it last night."

Looking into the executioner's eyes, Fuan shook his head regretfully.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see anyone alive."

The two men carried their bags and headed south. The land was not rugged, but they walked for a long time and all they saw was a hopeless plain.

"It is said that there are countless wheats planted in Blue Butterfly City, and the land is golden all year round."

Fuan's words made the executioner look longing. When he was about to ask, Fuan pulled him behind the slope.

The ground rumbled, and the two men quietly raised their heads, only to see tall and mighty horses galloping in the direction they came from. On the backs of the horses, each man was armed to the teeth, with only their eyes revealing the view through the gaps.

Hundreds of cavalrymen moved at an alarming speed. They quickly rushed from a distant place to the front, and then galloped towards the south.

"Who are they?"

"Are they still human?"

Fuan and the executioner asked at the same time, but the executioner had seen those terrifying dragon warriors in front of the Dragon Lord, so he didn't believe that any human could do this, and thus doubted the identity of this cavalry.

Fuan became a little excited.

"You see, we humans can also become powerful. In Blue Butterfly City without a dragon monarch, we really have the potential to kill the dragon."

On the other side, the cavalrymen who were marching quickly were also communicating.

"Master Mikael, there were two natives there just now, shouldn't we catch them and interrogate them?"

At the front, Mikael's eyes were angry.

"The mark of Rhinohorn Mountain will tell us the answer, and those two natives are too weak. They can't imprison our knights."

The iron hooves trampled on the land, and soon the view ahead turned into a wheat-colored world. Countless wheats floated in the wind. Even the experienced cavalrymen of the Bucks Legion were stunned at this moment.

"That's a lot of food."

"Master Ryan will go crazy with excitement, right?"

As Lord Ryan's personal guard, every knight squire has witnessed Lord Ryan's desire for food and his pursuit of food at all costs.

"Cut off some and store it."

Mikael gave an order and the knights dismounted and pulled out the wheat along with the soil and hid it under their armor.

The cavalry were on full alert; they had already seen the serfs and the patrolling human army on the vast wheat fields.

"Get them!"

The cavalry charged, running through the aisle in the middle of the wheat field, rushing towards the soldiers. At first, some soldiers resisted, but the soldiers farther away, after seeing the soldiers in front of them being defeated in an instant, no longer had the courage to fight and began to run towards the city built on the hillside behind them.

"Two of our soldiers went missing from your place a while ago. Don't tell me you don't know where they are now."

Mikael placed his sword across the shoulder of a soldier, who was trembling and opening his mouth but unable to speak.

"Humph!"

With a sweep of the sword, blood gushed out from the neck like a column, and Mikael looked at the remaining soldiers.

"Don't you know either?"

"I, I know, they were helped to the stake by Master Sharon, who whipped them."

Mikael looked at the city in front of him. This city was too dilapidated. Its walls were not even intact. There were several huge gaps. There were charred marks on the ruins, which were the battle records left by the dragon. Looking through the gaps, the interior of the city called Blue Butterfly could be seen. The streets inside were dirty and messy, and the muddy land became even more turbid because of the water stains melted by the arrival of spring.

According to the news sent back earlier, the population of this city is around 10,000, and there are no knights.

The knight squire belonging to Lord Ryan was actually captured by such a peasant!

There was anger in Mikael's eyes, not only towards the natives, but also towards the two scouts.

"attack!!!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light that burst out made the soldiers terrified, and then the cavalry began to attack towards Blue Butterfly City.

This city has no gates, and the broken city walls cannot stop the iron hooves of the Northern war horses. When the war horses trampled on the land in the city, the surrounding humans began to flee in all directions, and Mikael quickly locked onto a clean area in the upper city.

During the charge, he saw the execution ground, which was used by the newly emerged humans here to oppress the human slaves below. The purpose of the execution ground was to let the slaves see clearly the consequences of resistance.

So it was on the boundary of clean and muddy land, and more human soldiers were converging here as well.

"Kill them!"

Mikael had already seen two knight squires who had been tortured beyond recognition. They had the strength of formal knights, but they were still mortals after all. When the number of enemies increased, they were no match for them.

According to the battlefield traces found by the marks left by the two people before, the two people should have fallen into a trap, resulting in the death of their horses and the two being captured in the deep pit with no way to escape.

Hundreds of knightly cavalrymen can easily charge at an army of tens of thousands of slaves, not to mention that the human soldiers here are weaker than any enemies they have encountered before.

It was a devastating war. The weapons in the hands of the cavalrymen easily tore off the soldiers' clothes. The charge of the war horses knocked away all the approaching soldiers. Three hundred enemies were defeated in less than a minute. Mikael led the cavalry to continue advancing.

"Catch them all!"

His loud roar echoed across the square. Soon, hundreds of humans who were dressed more elegantly than others were captured and looked at this strange army in fear.

"Master Sharon?"

"Are you a noble here?"

Mikael looked coldly at an old fellow with graying but neatly combed hair, who was too frightened to dare look at Mikael.

"I, this is mine."

This world does not yet have a definition of aristocracy, but a slave society has already been formed. The people before us are undoubtedly the ruling class.

"Answer my question, when did Blue Butterfly City begin to be free of dragons?"

"One, a hundred years ago."

"My ancestors were once servants of the dragon monarch."

"Second, among the remaining fourteen cities on Muspel's land, which one has a dragon monarch?"

"No, no, not a single one. But every once in a while, a giant dragon will descend from the sky and destroy our city."

Master Sharon answered fearfully, and Mikael asked the last question.

"My soldiers, did you give the order to arrest them?"

"Yes, no, it wasn't me. It was those damn guys who took it upon themselves to capture your soldiers."

"killed."

Mikael swung his sword and killed the noble lord directly. The knights behind him began to indiscriminately slaughter the ruling Sharon family.

Lord Ryan doesn't need so many nobles under his feet.

(End of this chapter)