Throne of the North.

Chapter 500 Dragon Feast
After the wind and snow passed through the mountains and ridges and separated the outlines of the forest, the appearance of Xijiao Mountain appeared.

The land under my feet is not flat. On the edge of this "big bowl", there is only one road that can allow carriages to slowly go down the mountain. It is rarely visited under normal circumstances, but in recent days, it has been crowded with people.

"It's the end of May and it's still snowing in the Frozen Territory. The extreme cold in the north is really unbearable."

Feder was complaining that he had felt a colder feeling than ever since he passed the Barony of Hatton.

The cold wind and snow make people uncomfortable.

"This place is definitely not a place for humans to stay, so a monster appeared here."

Behind Federer, there was a gorgeous carriage. Only the great nobles were qualified to own such a luxurious vehicle. The person who spoke was naturally Federer's father, Count Sauron.

The earl looked at the Rhino Horn Mountain isolated in the middle of this "big bowl" and his mind was in a state of confusion.

This was his first time in the Frozen Territory. With his status as a noble, he should not have been in this place.

But... Ryan has a lot of dragon blood in his hands.

Count Sauron was so angry that his teeth were itching. The invitation cards Ryan gave him were all made of ink made from dragon blood. He could clearly smell Ryan's extravagance.

Ryan, who has dragon blood, is like holding Count Sauron's weak spot.

"Do you know why I brought you along?"

Count Sauron looked at Feder, his eldest son and heir who was already middle-aged.

"Father."

Federer asked respectfully.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it will be difficult for us to take back control and the right to speak over the North Wind Province from him before I die. There are too many things in the nobles' territories that are closely related to Ryan."

"I brought you here so that you can see clearly that I have lost my chance. Then you may be able to bring the Sauron family back to its peak in the future."

"If you can't, you can also teach your son that the blood of Sauron is no less inferior than the blood of Clayton. What flows in our bodies is the ancient blood of this land. We are born noble."

"So, you must see clearly and pass on Zoro's bloodline."

"Let our bloodline be great again."

"Father!"

Feder's face was full of tears, and the responsibility and hope of inheritance made his body extremely excited.

"As a noble, you shouldn't be so excited. You should be calm."

Count Sauron snorted in dissatisfaction.

"I'm not dead yet, there's nothing to cry about."

Feder did not stop, of course not just for his father's advice, but also because he was mature enough to vaguely hear from his father's tone that he was telling him the decline of Sauron's bloodline.

Was there ever a time when a great noble had to go to a baron's territory in person to hold a meeting?
When such a thing happened, it meant that the House of Sauron had lost its former glory, and their power in the land of the North Wind suffered a Waterloo.

Looking at the large number of noble carriages around him, Feder felt better and calmed down. However, the tears he had just shed seemed to have taken away more warmth from his body, and when the wind blew, he caught a cold.

If nobles have talent, most of them will not choose the hard and tiring path of knights, but will take the path of magicians who can become powerful just by lying down like the masters.

Xijiao Mountain is crowded with people.

This mountain is not very big to begin with, and there is a castle on the top of the mountain, leaving one-third of the space empty.

The baron's castle was not big, so the nobles could only live according to their rank, and the nobles of lower ranks were forced to live in the stone house complex at the foot of Rhino Horn Mountain.

It is not that crowded here, as less than half of the space is occupied by stone houses with owners.

Baron Hatton, as a good friend of Baron Ryan, could only live in the stone house.

"It's surprisingly clean here."

Baron Hatton and Liam were both a little surprised, especially Liam. He had come to the Frozen Territory more than once and had never paid attention to these stone houses. But now it seems that although the sparrow is small, it has everything. The front door is full of ancient charm. It is said that it was brought back by Baron Liam from the ancient aristocratic heritage of another world.

Today, it is within everyone's imagination that Baron Ryan made his fortune in another world.

You can't see much from the outside, but inside, even the bedding is full of the ancient wealth and charm of time. Antiquity represents preciousness, heritage, and the glory of inheritance. This is the consensus of the nobles.

Therefore, the ancient objects in this stone house seem to be more precious than those in some castles owned by nobles.

As for the new things, that is pure wealth. Every carpet under your feet comes from the fur of powerful prey hunted by the Tundra Territory. The people of Gam contribute especially much.

"Father, what does Lord Baron Ryan want to discuss with us?"

"I heard that he just came back from the south. Could it be related to His Majesty the Emperor?"

The nobles were still very respectful and loyal to the emperor. As imperial nobles, they were born to be the emperor's followers and subjects.

"Maybe."

Baron Hatton did not comment. Although he was not good at anything, his political acumen was a talent that he was proud of.

He felt that Ryan did this just to show off.

"I heard that Earl Winter is here too. It's his second son who is here, but he is the heir to Earl Winter's title after all."

"It seems that Baron Ryan has reached some kind of deal with Earl Winter? The Earl has begun to abandon Meyers."

Liam's words made Hatton shake his head.

"It's not completely abandoned. Meyers still has a lot of say in the North Wind Province, marriage, and the Marquis of North Wind. The former is a benefit, and the latter is the absolute power given by the empire, which Ryan can't take away."

"If the war is against the South, there is no reason for Ryan not to invite the Marquis's mother."

Hatton looked at the Rhino Horn Mountain, where the lights were bright. At this moment, he was actually a little envious of this lonely mountain exposed to the wind and snow.

Who could have thought that this frozen land would have a glorious day?

In the evening, the banquet began.

This was just the beginning of the nobles' lively party. Only the servants were busy in the brightly lit castle, and the nobles were all singing loudly. Even if it was an aristocratic banquet hundreds of years ago, there might have been a lot of music that was not suitable for children.

Even without those vulgar paintings, the climax of the banquet was still good. What were the thoughts of men and women other than that? Of course, they wanted to show off their saintliness in front of others.

Thanks to the confrontation between the Empire and the Church, the first people to be changed under royal power and divine authority were the nobles themselves.

They wield extraordinary powers.

Every nobleman and every noble lady at the banquet was no stranger to the extraordinary.

The nobles walking on the Knight's Path, holding noble swords, were as ostentatious as peacocks spreading their tails. From time to time, they would cast a wink to the women around them, trying to leave some deep impression.

If we say that the nobles who walk on the path of chivalry try their best to make themselves gorgeous and showy.

Then, the nobles who were magicians, on the other hand, wielded their magic as crudely as barbarians.

The simplest one is the Mage's Hand. It is the first magic that any magician must master and be proficient in. The nobles use the Mage's Hand to arm wrestle.

It was a simple move, but it could make the nobles fall to the ground without any grace and scream. "A hundred years ago, there was no place to see such a scene."

Count Sauron, the only "old man" at the banquet, lamented that the pressure from the Church was too great in the past, to the point that knights had to report to the authorities, magicians were treated like rats crossing the street, and the nobles had no extra exciting activities and could only create humans for fun.

Now, this splendid magic, this gorgeous sword skills, this wanton noise, both men and women have released more of their nature.

Ryan couldn't help laughing as he listened to the history told by Count Sauron. If there was a suitable ancient wise man in this world, perhaps he could come up with some adjectives like "collapse of rituals and music" and "beating one's chest and stamping one's feet" to restrict the nobles.

"It seems that the Vatican's defeat was not unfair. They suppressed the mortals too much. Even the nobles had to go to church to pray every Sunday."

Ryan smiled and said that the nobles were reluctant to talk about the nobles of the past because in the eyes of the nobles of today, they didn't know what kind of life those nobles of the past lived.

What good things did our ancestors ever eat? In terms of enjoyment, it is up to these new generation nobles.

The slaves and civilians below had been exploited and oppressed enough, and the Vatican had also forced the nobles to the opposite side.

The success of the empire is inevitable.

"The failure of the Church is not only due to this, but also due to their own corruption. Those priests who managed the faith of the noble territories on behalf of Dawn... hehe."

Count Sauron smiled coldly. As an old man, he was unwilling to recall the violent history. The clergy of the Holy See had long been corrupt. When the sunlight shone on them, they could make them scream in pain and turn into ashes like demons.

But they hid in the place least likely to be exposed to sunlight, right under the nose of the morning light - the Vatican.

"Those clergymen did not allow the nobles to enjoy too much. Even the right to first night was taken away by the priests. That was the only place where the nobles could have fun in that era."

"and after?"

Ryan was curious, he had heard of this kind of thing. If he hadn't felt that he couldn't bring himself to do it to those disheveled, mud-covered, lice-infested women, he would have considered becoming a tyrant.

In this world, except for the nobles at the magician level, ordinary nobles are not clean, let alone ordinary people.

Are those priests really not afraid of rotting?

"Later, the war burned all the priest's sins to ashes."

"During the decades when the Empire declared war on the Church, hehe, there were countless people who secretly supported the Empire. Otherwise, how could the Empire, which did not even have a few extraordinary legions at the time, be a match for the Church?"

"The Pan-Plane War of the Gods has drawn too many believers from the Church, but it is still strong. The Empire relies on the southern lands and the support of the nobles who fled from the north to the south to fight against the Church."

"Those popes knew that there were nobles outside the empire who were secretly helping. In just a few decades, the Road to Dawn was opened six times, and each time, rivers of blood flowed."

"The price we paid was that over the past few decades, there were three popes. The revenge of the nobles finally made the bishops of the Holy See panic. They began to realize the changes in the nobles and began to transfer power."

“It has formed the current balance.”

"Every time on the Dawn Road, many people die."

Count Sauron's gaze turned to certain figures at the noisy banquet.

Ryan looked over and saw that it was Brendan Ignazio whom he had met before. There was a group of people around him, all of whom should be of ancient southern bloodline.

They seemed to be exclaiming, looking at the meat that seemed to still be alive placed on the damaged porcelain plate.

"Dragon meat?"

Brendan's exclamation quickly aroused the curiosity and surprise of the other nobles. For a moment, a large number of nobles began to gather around the food that they had not even glanced at when they came in.

The food was not exquisite at all, and some nobles had even whispered that Baron Ryan did not have a good cook under his command.

But now...

Hearing these voices, Count Sauron also turned his eyes to the not-so-delicious food in front of him, then turned his head to look at Ryan.

"It's the leg meat of a giant dragon. It took a lot of effort to capture it. If there were a plate that big, I could give you a whole dragon leg."

Count Sauron swallowed and wanted to say, "I don't need the plate, just put it on the ground for me."

Dragon meat, a simple word, is an unbelievable truth, in the legend...

There are too many legends, and it is not surprising that eating a bite of it can prolong life.

As a result, a large number of nobles began to pounce on the food. The food from the other world included not only dragon meat, but also monster meat. While eating, the nobles even lamented that the glowing mushrooms were more delicious than dragon meat because they reminded them of their kind great-grandmother.

"That stuff is to be drunk with boiled water. Viscount Walter, you'd better go to sleep."

Ryan smiled and looked gracefully at Viscount Walter, who was holding him and crying and laughing and talking a lot.

"No, I won't sleep. Who can sleep on this cold mountain? Baron Ryan, I'm not saying that you are no match for Meyers. But even if you are not Meyers' opponent, Walter will still be your best brother."

"Meyers wanted to buy the mine from us before. He actually thought that he could buy the mine belonging to Tieshan County through marriage. Damn it! I have lost a son. Don't even think about making me compromise!"

"Lian..."

Viscount Walter's eyes seemed to have colorful snail shells, and he just lay on the ground casually and snored.

The journey seemed quite tiring, as we crossed mountains and rivers to reach the frozen land.

"The fluorescent mushrooms taste good only when soaked in water. It's not light, but bubbles. I believe you won't be disappointed."

As he spoke, Ryan raised the crystal glass in front of him and drank the purple sparkling water in it. The pungent bubbles rolled around, and the familiar feeling made him wonder if the glowing mushrooms were also discovered in the other world.

"It tastes better with ice."

Ryan grabbed the ice cubes next to him and threw them into the cup. Avril picked up an iron kettle and poured water, but it was not boiling water but dragon's blood.

This time, even his Sky Knight's physique could not suppress the stimulation brought by the fluorescent mushrooms. The moment he opened his mouth and burped, a burst of blazing flames like a giant dragon's breath passed over the heads of all the nobles.

"The power of the dragon's heart is really strong."

The sound of Ryan's strong heartbeat frightened the nobles. They looked back at the fire snake that appeared in the dark sky outside the castle, and they were still frightened.

"Sorry guys, I recently ate the heart of a legendary dragon and it's a bit hard to hold back."

"I believe everyone has experienced the deliciousness of dragon meat. It is irreplaceable by any snacks. It is just like dragon blood. It is not bloody but extremely sweet."

As Ryan finished speaking, maids came in with iron kettles and served the nobles the legendary treatment only for brave men: dragon blood wine.

"Today is our dragon feast!"

"Even if it's a giant dragon, it will become a delicacy on our North Wind Province's table!"

"This place belongs to us!"

Ryan cheered as if he was drunk. As the dragon blood went down his throat, the nobles were stimulated by the bubbles of the fluorescent mushrooms and began to resonate with Ryan's cheers.

On Rhino Horn Mountain, above the castle, the shadow of a blazing fire dragon appeared, emitting a deafening roar.

The Dragon Feast gave all the nobles a sense of identity, and they subconsciously recognized other nobles around them. It seemed that only the nobles who participated in the Dragon Feast were qualified to be compared with them.

"From now on, there will be a dragon blood feast every year. We, the nobles of Beifeng, will be reborn by eating dragon blood!!!"

"The burning dragon blood, combined with the ice and snow of the North, is even more intoxicating!"

(End of this chapter)