We traveled through time together, but I'm the only dragon? The others are all beautiful girls?

Even though she knew from the game's storyline that her brother was currently alright, he was still family who had been with her since she transmigrated and reincarnated. How could she not worry?

"How could a mere Hilichurls possibly hurt me! It's the sand! Those despicable Hilichurls used the sneak attack 'blindfold with sand'!"

Ying gripped the [Echo of Eldra] tightly in her hand again, listening to Paimon's words, which were full of genuine concern and hesitation. She felt both incredibly warm and somewhat amused.

"Akaglion is no longer needed, and there aren't many Hilichurls left here anyway."

After saying that, she leaped down from the high ground again and joined the battlefield that was already on the verge of collapse.

"What! These Hilichurls are so despicable!"

Paimon felt a surge of anger. Then, she followed Ying and flew towards the battlefield, which was a complete massacre.

"Ying, don't worry! I'll keep an eye on them! I'll make sure you're never attacked again!"

The battle ended quickly. The Abyss Order here was far inferior in both quality and quantity to the two temples Akalion faced.

There isn't even a single Hilichurl shaman here!

Even if left unchecked, it poses no threat to the nearby villages.

However, the altar, which is the core of the abyss magic, cannot be left unattended.

Although it could no longer have any effect on Dvalin, who had escaped the corruption of the abyss, keeping it around was still a problem.

"They... were able to detect me?"

A figure silently watched from the shadows in the distance as the firefly prepared to completely destroy the altar.

She was somewhat surprised.

Although it was due to her own carelessness, it has only been a little over a month since Ying was born into this world.

Now that her power has reached such a level, is it due to the influence of that extremely dangerous unknown dragon?

As Ying led that knight squad back to the capital in triumph.

Akalion is engaged in a friendly sparring match with the aloof North Wind Wolf, Andrius.

The size of Andrius the Wolf of the North, compared to Akalion's current massive dragon body, is like the difference between a fully grown tabby cat and a fully grown Siberian tiger.

His ice element, powerful enough to turn half of Wolf's Land into an ice cave, was practically useless to Akalion.

First, He had to overcome the elemental resistance created by the crown constructed from the seven elemental crystals before He could hit Akalion's body.

Even if it hit, it couldn't leave the slightest mark on his strange scales that possessed both crystalline and metallic properties.

Akalion, with just one casual charge, was enough to knock Him to the ground.

With his powerful dragon claws, he gently pressed down on Andrius's wolf head, which was filled with resentment and anger.

"Well, Wolf King of the North Wind. Do you now see the difference in power between us?"

Andrius stopped resisting after a moment.

They couldn't win by fighting. On the other side, they even had permission personally granted by that unreliable Wind God.

"...How will you treat my clan?"

Akalion released his grip on Andrius, his greatsword-shaped dragon tail joyfully rising high.

"It's very simple. They will become the postmen of Mingguan City, responsible for logistics and transportation services. Their work schedule is five days a week, eight hours a day."

"?"

Upon hearing this, Andrius and Wendy, who was standing next to him, both looked at Akalion with puzzled expressions.

“Mingguan City will provide them with three meals a day, shelter from the wind and rain, reasonable wages, and basic medical insurance.”

"Depending on future developments, pension insurance and paid annual leave will also be provided."

"and many more!"

Wendy's face showed a puzzled expression.

"You want Andrius to pledge allegiance to you for this?"

“Otherwise what? With His current strength, He can only guard the home.” Akalion crossed his forelegs and rested his chin on them, looking at Wendy with an air of authority.

"No... even Mondstadt people—even the most picky Mondstadt people—would readily agree to this condition, wouldn't they?"

Wendy looked at Akalion with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

For this reason, they beat Andrius up severely?

"That would be too expensive."

Akalion's face revealed the demeanor of a heartless capitalist who deserved to be thrown onto a streetlight.

"In the early stages of Mingguan City, all costs must be reduced to the greatest extent possible. If it weren't for the fact that those wolves couldn't fight the dust, I would have preferred to let them build the city!"

"......no!"

After pondering carefully for a moment, Andrius suddenly shook his wolf head.

"Andrius—"

Wendy was thinking of persuading the North Wind Wolf King to be more sensible.

But He said something that shocked even Him.

“My people, having served you, are also your subjects. Among subjects, there should be no distinction of rank. The rewards humans receive must be given to the wolves in equal measure! Whether it is the quality of food or the dens to live in, there should be no discrimination!”

"..."

Wendy scratched the back of her head. When did the North Wind Wolf become so easy to talk to?

Or perhaps, as the sun and moon revolved during his hundreds of years of slumber, His attitude towards humanity improved?

"Yes—but like the people of Mondstadt, there's no health insurance or pension, and no so-called annual leave."

Akalion nodded, having little objection to Andrius's reasonable request.

"And we must make the most sacred 'oath'!"

That said, did Andrius really understand the concepts of health insurance and pension insurance?

Never mind, even if I don't understand, there's no need to explain anything to Him.

This would allow them to gain more benefits, and it was Andrius himself who requested it.

"install--"

When Wendy tried to explain the concept Akalion had mentioned to Andrius, the black-hearted dragon stopped him with a threatening look.

At that moment, Andrius agreed to the oath that would cause the wolves immense suffering in the future.

"can."

Volume 1 Snowfield Dragon Lord: Chapter 77. Brightcrown Mountains

The tower of Dekalapian, the tornado demon, is the most iconic building in the entire Mingcrown Mountains.

It was like a wedge that pierced through the heavens and the earth, once protecting the Mondstadt people from the harsh winds and snow and the threats from the outside world, and also once being a cage that trapped the Mondstadt people.

Once you step into the Mingguan Mountain Range, you can clearly see its presence.

Thanks to Dvalin's help in eliminating the Hilichurl tribe that had taken over the area, Akalion arrived at dusk.

This place should have been an ancient site full of history.

But ever since the great witch Alice from the Witches' Guild came, this place has become a vast ruin.

However, even Ms. Alice's explosive bombs, powerful enough to level mountains, could not destroy the tower built by the demon god himself.

The powerful force that belonged to that lonely king of the tower still remains on it.

Deckardian, until the very last moment of his long life, did his utmost to use his remaining strength to protect the people of Mondstadt who regarded him as a "tyrant".

Therefore, this tower has never collapsed even after a thousand years of wind and frost.

The remains of Dekalapian also accumulated here in large quantities.

For Akalion, this was the purest energy mine. He didn't even need to use his claws and jaws; he could simply use his psionic energy to extract it directly from the depths of this land.

"Even...even the remnants of a demon god can be eaten?"

Even though Wendy had already anticipated Akalion's extraordinary abilities, he was still shocked by this action with unprecedented and unbelievable force—he had originally thought that Akalion was using his power as an otherworldly dragon to "purify" the remnants.

The remnants of the demon god are a mixture of fragments of the power of heavenly principles and fragments of the great power of the wind element!

Even after all this, the [Heavenly Principle] who resides high above Sky Island still hasn't reacted at all?

He subconsciously looked up at the deep and distant sky.

The sky was still azure, and the clouds were still white.

Is it really just because of the severity of her injuries that she has fallen into a long slumber?

"Hiccup~~~"

Akalion let out a satisfied burp, the residue of Deckalapian feeling like he'd drunk a large amount of carbonated beverage in one go.

It's just that the taste is a bit too sweet and icy.

The crown on his head, constructed from the crystals of the seven elements, had now completely lost its balance.

Except for the rock element crystal, which remains unchanged and is still firmly located on Akalion's forehead.

The rest were all tinged with a hint of cyan from the wind element, and their surroundings were filled with countless tiny crystalline fragments formed from pure wind elements.

As Akalion continued to digest the remnants of Deckalapian.

He could clearly feel that he had once again experienced a new stage of growth.

Although his physical appearance remained unchanged, the capacity of his mental energy core and magical energy core increased several times over during this period, and his perception also increased dozens of times, and both continued to improve.

He could now clearly sense the great power belonging to Barbatos, the wind god, which covered the entire Mondstadt region like the sky.

As expected of the ruling power of the mortal world that has continued from the time of the Demon God War to the present day, this power is truly formidable.

If He wanted to, it wouldn't be difficult to flatten the entire Mondstadt into a flat plain.

"Hey! The wind here hasn't been this calm in a very long time."

Wendy stepped forward and looked at the city that once belonged to Dekalapian, now completely cleaned up. Images of the once prosperous land kept flashing through his mind.

How do you plan to manage this city?

"It will probably only have two-thirds of the freedom of Mondstadt, and everything else will follow the style of the Mondstadt region."

Akalion pondered the scenery of that free city, filled with poetry and fine wine.

Although that wouldn't be bad, he didn't like it. Freedom can exist, but it must not be too undisciplined, to the point that it becomes a group of giant babies who have forgotten even how to be grateful.

“I plan to get help from the Lawrence family.”

As he spoke, he looked at Wendy, wanting to see what the Wind God's attitude was.

"A thousand years of atonement, being targeted and cursed, should be enough, right?"

“You know I am the Wind God of Freedom. I leave the affairs of Mondstadt to humans unless they can’t handle them… But Lawrence?” Wendy pinched his chin with his left hand, pondered for a moment, and said, “The Lawrence family and the population that is still loyal to the old nobles can indeed restore Brightcrown to its former glory in a short time.”

"However, this might slow down the city's initial population growth. Given their current reputation, even with that little girl named Yura working tirelessly, but—"

"Don't tell me you don't know what's going on."

Akalion rolled his eyes at Wendy.

Ultimately, the reason why the Lawrence family has been targeted by the people of Mondstadt for a thousand years is entirely because the Knights of Favonius, intentionally or unintentionally, have made them a perfect target for venting their discontent.

Perhaps, at first, the Lawrence family wouldn't say anything.

After all, it was only the main culprits who were exiled. Those nobles from the old era could still continue to exist in Mondstadt as ordinary people in an organized manner. This in itself was the most benevolent act.

But—it's been a thousand years.

The Lawrence family has long since transformed from Mondstadt's emotional dumping ground into a powder keg ready to explode.

Those fools from the land of Winter are still slowly igniting the fuse of rebellion and ambition born of discontent.

Wendy gazed down from the tower at the vast ruins of Old Mondstadt bathed in the twilight.

“That is indeed a good idea. The old nobles, led by the Lawrence family, will offer you their most sincere and absolute loyalty. Mondstadt will not undergo any drastic changes due to financial burdens.”

"However, in this way, the possibility of 'reconciliation' between Lawrence—those old nobles and the people of Mondstadt today—is completely gone."