Who are you calling a stable boy?!

【Pentagram Torrent】: Damaged and unusable.

[Soul Core]: Damaged and unusable.

[Reincarnation Ritual]: Damaged and unusable.

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That's right.

This five-colored heart is the core of the dragon Anishend.

After Zheng Jing entered the body of the dragon Anishend, the thing tried to escape. Seeing that it was not obedient, Zheng Jing did not say anything and raised his hand to strike it.

Whether it was its inherent function or it was determined to fight Zheng Jing to the death, it exploded after that blow.

To be honest, the power of that explosion was truly extraordinary.

However, the price was that the Five-Colored Heart was damaged and became what it is today.

Three of the five features are unusable. As for the remaining two, judging from their current state, one might wonder if they will break down completely after only a few uses.

Zheng Jing estimated that the intact Five-Colored Heart should be of very close quality to legendary, belonging to the top tier of extraordinary quality items.

It's those three broken features, especially the last two. Just looking at the name, Zheng Jing always felt that this thing might be some kind of ghostly soul box...

Leave it alone.

It's smashed to pieces like this; even if it really is a soul box, the soul hidden inside should be completely destroyed.

With that in mind, Zheng Jing casually tossed the Five-Colored Heart aside, not even worried about actually breaking it.

"Ok?"

Twitched his ears, pinched the Five-Colored Heart, and looked up at the sky.

Giulio was riding a flying dragon, heading straight for him.

"Mr. Zheng Jing!"

As he landed the dragon, Giulio, braving the sweltering heat, leaped off its back and stared nervously at Zheng Jing.

"You...you succeeded, right?"

The fight between Zheng Jing and the dragon of Anisende was something he could not possibly witness up close.

Giulio only dared to ride his flying dragon and gaze at the battlefield from the sky, a dozen kilometers away.

Only after the enormous rainbow-colored sphere of light exploded in the air, and the sky cleared and the wind and rain subsided, did he dare to use his power as Windaruff to forcibly control the terrified dragon and approach the now quiet battlefield.

"You're guaranteed to win, bro."

Patting his chest, Zheng Jing grinned and held up the Five-Colored Heart in his hand to Julius.

"Look, this is the dragon's heart of that wicked beast."

"Dragon Heart?"

Before the delighted Julius could even offer a few words of congratulations, Zheng Jing's words drew his attention to the five-colored heart.

He had met Long Xin.

To be precise, it's the hearts of all sorts of flying dragons that I've seen.

But no matter what kind of dragon's heart it is, it will never appear in this form.

In Giulio's view, it is more like an expensive work of art than a biological heart.

"Anyway, now that this matter is settled, let's go back."

Putting away the Five-Colored Heart, Zheng Jing shouldered the Golden Cudgel and got up to leave.

"Please wait a moment!"

Giulio quickly spoke up to stop him.

"how?"

"Would you like to wait here for a moment? I'll go and get you some suitable clothes."

Julius looked Zheng Jing up and down, as if carefully memorizing his physique.

"Or would you like to make do with this for now?"

As he spoke, he took off his beige cloak, held it up with both hands, and presented it to Zheng Jing.

"Hey, I really didn't notice that until you pointed it out."

Scratching his cheek, Zheng Jing looked down and reached into his backpack, pulling out a diamond-shaped crystal the size of a fingernail.

Before Giulio could ask, Zheng Jing, holding the black crystal, uttered, "Change!"

The crystal immediately emitted a golden light, enveloping Zheng Jing.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light faded, and Zheng Jing, who was standing in the same spot, suddenly found himself wearing a well-fitting set of clothes.

This is one of the handy gadgets that Urahara developed specifically for Zheng Jing.

As long as Zheng Jing injects the appropriate amount of spiritual particles into it, the crystal can transform into clothing according to the preset form.

This type of clothing can be adjusted up to three times the size according to Zheng Jing's needs, in order to prevent the embarrassing situation of not having clothes that fit when Zheng Jing changes sizes as needed.

Since the clothing itself has virtually no protective properties, it doesn't require much effort to make.

For this reason, the outfit Zheng Jing was originally wearing was completely burned away by the five-in-one breath of the dragon Anishend.

Fortunately, Zheng Jing had his assistant make more than a dozen crystals of the same clothing template before he left.

"It's done, let's go."

Patting Julius on the shoulder, Zheng Jing leaped into the air on golden clouds.

Seeing that Zheng Jingfei wasn't heading towards the Romanian capital, Giulio quickly suppressed his curiosity and shouted, "Where are you going?"

"Go and report the good news to the Pope. I'll go to the prison."

Without turning his head, Zheng Jing, who was standing on a cloud, waved his hand.

"Old Zheng is off!"

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Even at its peak, Albion would have had little chance against the combined forces of Tristene and Romania, let alone now, with its internal troubles making it even more vulnerable.

However, neither Henrietta nor Pope XII were warmongering rulers. As one of the inheritors of the power of nothingness, the Pope, in order to deal with the dragon of Anistond, simply handed over the command of the two countries' allied forces to Henrietta.

Therefore, when the large army was pressing on the border, the two allied forces first adopted a policy of appeasement, persuading Albion to surrender and promising not to occupy Albion, but only to ask Albion to temporarily hand over military power in order to ensure that the rear of the two allied forces was secure.

In response, opinions within Albion quickly split into two camps.

The peace faction believed that the general trend was irreversible, Albion was powerless to resist the combined forces of the two countries, Queen Henrietta and Pope 32 had always been magnanimous and benevolent, and the three countries had a long history of blood ties, so why not seek a sincere alliance?

The pro-war faction vehemently denounced the peace faction as spineless dogs, pointing out that Crown Prince Wales had died at the hands of Henrietta, so how could they trust that heartless and hypocritical queen now? Even if the two countries' allied forces invaded, Albion would still suffer a defeat with dignity!

Before the allied forces of the two countries could even advance, it seemed that a battle was about to break out on Albion's own high ground.

Fortunately, both the peace faction and the war faction will soon no longer have to worry about whether to surrender or not.

Because Zheng Jing, who had soloed the Dragon, had already arrived.

Chapter 173: Urahara A-Meng is still C!

"So, you're waiting for Albion to vote, but Albion hasn't responded yet, right?"

Zheng Jing concluded.

"No, I think it's simply because you're too good at fighting..."

Xueqing rubbed her temples.

She knew her monkey was good at fighting from a young age.

But she didn't expect that even in the courtyard, her monkey would still be so good at fighting.

What do you mean by "the black dragon has been killed"?

Do you know what expressions Henrietta and Louise had on their faces when they saw Zheng Jing appear and heard the news?

So, if it weren't for evacuating the masses, you could have killed that ancient dragon that terrified the entire continent of Halkkinia three days ago?

This is like when the Baron Nashor has just appeared in the Rift 20 minutes in, and the four of them in the mid lane are grouped up and preparing to push the enemy's second tower, they suddenly hear an announcement that their jungler, Wukong, has solo killed the Baron Nashor.

At this moment, whoever is slow to type a question mark at their own jungler's feet is the one with the problem.

"Hey, anyway, Xiao An, you don't want to fight, right?"

Zheng Jing grinned and leaned closer to Henrietta, asking her a question.

"......Yes."

After hesitating for a moment, Henrietta nodded emphatically.

"Perhaps you think I'm weak, but I really am..."

"Hey! It's only natural to hate war, what's wrong with that?"

Zheng Jingyi waved his hand.

"If you don't want to fight, then we won't fight, okay? We're not fighting anymore!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the operations room, except for Xue Qing, was stunned.

"But, Mr. Zheng Jing..."

"Your Excellency! Please watch your words!"

Henrietta's adjutant spoke nervously.

"Thanks to you, the crisis of the Dragon of Anisend has been resolved. Now is the perfect opportunity to defeat the incompetent King Joseph in one fell swoop!"

"Yes, that's right, you're right."

Zheng Jing's nod left everyone except Xue Qing even more confused.

What does that mean?

Should we fight or not?

"Get serious, stop playing around."

Xueqing placed both hands on Zheng Jing's waist and scratched him with a bit of force.

"Hoo hoo! I got it, I got it!"

With a grin, Zheng Jing shrank back and, meeting the confused gazes of the crowd, said, "What I mean is, you all stay here and guard the border. As for that incompetent King Joseph, Xueqing and I will go and kill him."

"Our target is only the incompetent King Joseph. Neither Albion nor Gallia were originally our objectives. However, Joseph had already tied both countries to him, so if we want to take him down, we will inevitably have to fight Albion and Gallia."

Slightly bending down, Xueqing peeked her head out from under her arm and looked at everyone with a serious expression.

"Now, Zheng Jing and I are heading to Gallia. If we can successfully capture Joseph, we can avert war between the four countries."

This is true.

At first glance, it sounds absurd.

But when said by this couple, it has a persuasive power that no one can refute.

"...Mr. Zheng Jing, Xue Qing."

Henrietta took a deep breath, then bowed her head deeply to the two of them.

"I'm so sorry to have to entrust you with such a heavy responsibility again..."

"Hey! Don't be so polite!"

Zheng Jing smiled and waved.

"Now that it's settled, I'll leave this to you."

She jumped onto Zheng Jing's back, wrapped her long legs around his waist, and smiled at everyone.

"Wait for our good news."

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Carrying Xue Qing on his back, Zheng Jing rode on golden clouds and flew swiftly for a short while before he could see the royal palace of Gallia in the air.

Zheng Jing was about to press Yun Tu forward when Xue Qing stopped him.