Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

"This child's goal is to repay a debt of gratitude, right? I understand."

"If I were saved from the brink of death, I would also be moved, let alone a human being with rich emotions."

"But there's one problem: can she accept it?"

After saying that, Celia looked at Shizue and revealed her identity.

Upon hearing that Ronan already had two wives, Jingjiang froze instantly, her smile freezing on her face.

"this…"

She stopped and looked at Celia with disbelief, then after three seconds, she understood.

Yes, so many years have passed. With Lord Ronan's charm, it would be abnormal if he didn't have a wife.

She was being too optimistic, but even so, she didn't want to give up.

The white crane would not give up its desire to repay the kindness just because the other party was from a well-off family.

Taking a deep breath, her eyes were firm, and she solemnly said:

"It's okay, as long as there is love, everything will be alright."

"Since we already have two, why can't we have more? I don't mind."

"I mind," Ronan said, rubbing his temples in exasperation.

With so many women, his energy would be scattered, and he wouldn't have time to deal with so many women.

The threat to the Goddess World hasn't been resolved yet.

But feelings cannot be betrayed...

After thinking for a moment, Ronan gave Izawa Shizue a deep look, then reached out and patted the top of her head:

"Hmm, we'll see, it depends on how you perform."

"You've made this decision on a whim. Let's get to know each other better first."

He now has to deal with the ultimate skill.

Hopefully, this is known here in Vlamé.

Redemption and patience reside in the two dragon species, but it's unknown whether they have been resurrected.

There is another glorious figure whose whereabouts are unknown, which is perfect for utilizing the intelligence network of the Holy Royal Kingdom.

Ronan strode forward, and Izawa Shizue paused for a second before jogging to catch up, her face breaking into a smile again.

"Yes, I will definitely let you know me, and I will also try my best to understand you. I will prove to you that this is not an impulse."

Ronan glanced sideways and nodded.

Wait and see.

Chapter 175, Taking Over the Holy Royal Kingdom, Surpassing...

With a spatial fluctuation, Ronan, through spatial teleportation, arrived at the Holy Kingdom of the Holy Emperor with Luminas.

As soon as the two appeared, a man with light blond hair suddenly appeared in front of them.

He saw Ronan standing in front of Luminas, his anger flaring up instantly, a look of fury flashing across his face:

"You scum, who gave you permission to..."

However, he had barely uttered a few words when Luminas impatiently waved his hand, as if shooing away an annoying fly:

"Noisy."

The blond man crashed through the wall with a loud bang and was buried under the rubble.

Luminas turned around, bowed slightly, and apologized to Ronan:

"I apologize, it was my fault for not disciplining them properly, please don't take it to heart."

At this moment, the man in the ruins struggled to push the stones aside, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Lord Luminas, you..."

He couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes. He'd actually been beaten up? Just because of a stranger who suddenly appeared?

Coming to his senses, he stared intently at Ronan, trying to find a flaw in the man—but the other man didn't even spare him a glance.

It was as if he didn't deserve to be cared about at all.

"His name is Roy Valentine, one of my most trusted subordinates, who controls all the underground forces of the Holy Royal Kingdom."

"At the same time, he is also a demon king, known as the Blood Tyrant. He can tell you almost any information you want to know."

As Luminas explained, Ronan nodded slightly and then walked forward.

He approached Roy, but Roy once again fell into a daze, his eyes becoming unfocused.

He could hardly believe his ears that his supreme master was using honorifics with the man in front of him.

This must be a hallucination, it must be a hallucination.

A sharp pain snapped him out of his daze.

"hiss…"

His arm was severed, and blood gushed out, staining his magnificent robes red.

Luminas's expression was icy as she withdrew her finger, a trace of blood still remaining at the tip.

"I'll cut off your arm as a warning to others."

"Roy, this is the new god of our Holy Kingdom."

Clutching his severed arm, Roy's face contorted for a moment, cold sweat beading on his forehead, before he came to his senses.

New God?

If this is a joke, then it's gone too far.

But Lord Luminas's serious expression didn't seem to be feigning.

In an instant, shame, anger, and fear exploded in his chest like bombs.

Roy's fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably.

however……

"Yes."

Even though his heart was burning with rage, he ultimately chose to endure it, clenching his teeth as he lowered his head.

"I understand. May I ask what brings you two gentlemen here today?"

Luminas walked to Ronan's side, her skirt fluttering slightly.

Seeing that Roy's body was trembling but he did not continue to cause trouble, he was very satisfied with Roy's acceptance of reality.

Fortunately, she acted decisively, otherwise she would have been affected as well. She nodded slightly.

"Help him find out information about the White Ice Dragon and the Scorching Dragon among the four dragon species, preferably down to their exact locations."

Roy was stunned, and the complex emotions he felt vanished instantly, as if the sea had calmed down.

"this…"

That's asking too much. Ordinary dragons are fine, but dragon species...

If it were so easy to know, Bai Binglong's death back then wouldn't have been kept secret.

“Is that not allowed?” Luminas raised an eyebrow, her eyes scrutinizing him.

Roy quickly came to his senses:

"It's not that it's impossible, it's just... I... I need time."

"how long it takes?"

"That depends on how much information you need, Lord Luminas. Their location is undoubtedly the most difficult to obtain."

After all, no one knows that the White Ice Dragon has been resurrected.

To outsiders, it may be in the far north permafrost or in the far south ocean.

Unless you spend a lot of time traveling the world, it's better to have someone else do things for you than to act on your own.

Luminas nodded and turned to Ronan: "What do you think?"

"random."

Ronan didn't care how much time it took; the only thing he cared about now was where the King of Glory was.

And how to bring about the birth of a second King of Hope.

After all, dragons can't just run out of this world without a sense of crisis. If they alert the enemy and go outside the base axis world, things will go wrong.

“Whatever…” Luminas paused slightly, then fell into a long period of helplessness.

She let out a breath and tentatively said:

"Then let's go all out. I believe your plan will succeed."

"Now that you're here, what about my weapon..."

Ronan glanced at her, then took out the Night Rose Knife and casually tossed it to her.

Luminas accepted it with delight, clearly surprised that Ronan kept his word, as she had thought he was going to keep her hanging on forever.

However, the moment she got her hands on it, she froze on the spot, as if she had swallowed a fly.

Simply because the letters L and N are prominently displayed on it.

"this…"

What is this?! Luminas was in despair.

Where did my name go? Why did it become like this?

They tried to infuse it with magic essence to erase it, but it wouldn't budge.

Not only did she not move, she also sensed the repulsive aura emanating from the Night Rose Blade.