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Chapter 248 - 248 247 Taking Away Hope (Added more request

Chapter 248: Chapter 247 Taking Away Hope (Added more, request for monthly ticket) Chapter 248: Chapter 247 Taking Away Hope (Added more, request for monthly ticket) Narrow and elongated pupils reflected Russell’s tall and upright figure as the Shadowflame Dragon suddenly opened its eyes without any prior indication.

“I’m sorry for disturbing you, Your Highness Shadowflame,” Lord Welchi quickly bowed deeply, apologizing to the Shadowflame Dragon.

Russell also quickly followed suit, bowing deeply: “I have disturbed you, Your Highness Shadowflame.”

The Shadowflame Dragon did not respond, but its narrow vertical pupils reflected only Russell’s figure, clearly scrutinizing him intently.

At that moment.

Russell felt as if there were needles pricking his back, along with an oppressive feeling as if being crushed by a mountain; sweat instantly broke out in cold beads on his skin.

“I’ve been careless!”

“I shouldn’t have thought that just because the Shadowflame Dragon was seriously injured, I could approach it so recklessly!”

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Russell’s mind, truly regretting that he had approached the Shadowflame Dragon so carelessly, putting himself in danger.

Perhaps the journey had been too smooth up till now.

He had previously visited Grand Duke Kunstan at Red Castle without revealing his secret; afterward, in welcoming the Shadowflame Dragon outside the command tent, he had not let slip the Little Dream Dragon’s aura; so much so that now, he had dared to boldly scrutinize the Shadowflame Dragon.

Though a phoenix that loses its feathers is inferior to a chicken.

Yet if one really believes that the Shadowflame Dragon, having suffered grievous injuries, no longer possesses the dignity of a great dragon, that is clearly naive.

In that instant, Russell even thought about calling upon Unicorn Polly, then using the Ethereal Dream Escape Skill to flee from the Shadowflame Dragon.

But he held back.

Because the Shadowflame Dragon made no further moves, and he did not feel any abnormalities in the M-shaped mark in his left palm, it was not necessarily true that the Little Dream Dragon would be exposed.

Moreover, even if it were, Russell did not believe that the Shadowflame Dragon would harm him or the Little Dream Dragon. If it could accept the assistance of the Torrential Flood Dragon, why couldn’t it accept a new dragon under its protection, stealthily growing stronger?

At worst, they would be sent away.

It had never been heard that a dragon would hunt another dragon.

That was also why Russell had become so arrogant, feeling that after all, he was on the side of the Shadowflame Dragon; no matter what, there was no reason for the Shadowflame Dragon to strike at his allies—he and the Little Dream Dragon had not been stealing the Shadowflame Dragon’s resources to any great extent.

It was merely a borrowed place to live in obscurity; the resources for the Little Dream Dragon’s development were all their own work within Gloomy Dreamland.

There was no grudge…

And sure enough, after staring intently at Russell for a while, the Shadowflame Dragon no longer paid him any attention and instead lifted its head to look at the Torrential Flood Dragon flying in the sky.

Then.

It let out an imposing roar: “Roar!”

The sound was deafening, and Lord Welchi, while covering his ears, bowed to the Shadowflame Dragon: “Your Highness Shadowflame, we will take our leave.”

Immediately, he hastily pulled Russell away from the Shadowflame Dragon: “Let’s not disturb His Highness any longer.”

“Yes,” Russell nodded, the cold sweat evaporating in the breeze, leaving a chilling sensation.

Suddenly, the Torrential Flood Dragon in the sky let out a roar not to be outdone, its breath long and tenacious: “Hum!”

The roars of the two dragons quickly alarmed the entire camp.

But soon, the Shadowflame Dragon, in this standoff between dragons, lowered its head and resumed its deep slumber on the ground.

The Torrential Flood Dragon, on the other hand, no longer continued to circle but, triumphant, flapped its wings and flew towards the direction of the Volcanic Oasis.

Russell quietly retreated to the vicinity of the tents; although the Shadowflame Dragon had not harmed him, he dared not loiter under its watchful eye any longer—for there’s always the possibility that if the Shadowflame Dragon took a dislike to him, it might breathe a blast of dragonflame…

By that time, he had already arrived near Grand Duke Kunstan’s coffin.

Passing by a tent, he happened to overhear the voice of Baron Kunbifu, the Swan Baron: “Marquis Arno, must it be so!”

“Marquis Arno, is that the same Arno Sunfire of the Lieyang Royal Family?” Russell knew of him, a reinforcement sent by the Scorching Torrent Kingdom, but of course, the real reinforcements were the Torrential Flood Dragon, while Marquis Arno handled diplomacy outside the battlefield.

He discreetly paused in his steps, only to hear Marquis Arno in the tent speaking lightly, “The Shadowflame Dragon has already compromised, and I can’t stop the Torrential Flood Dragon. Moreover, this was the condition promised by Grand Duke Kunstan when he sent for help.”

“But, you hardly exerted any effort.”

“Had I not arrived with the Torrential Flood Dragon, how could Snow Giant Da have escaped? Baron Kunbiff, although you have acquired the Shadowflame surname, you have ultimately departed from the Flamecrest Dragonblood Family’s identity. Why bother about these matters?”

“After all, it’s the hope of His Highness Shadowflame!”

“No, that is not hope, that is but wishful thinking,” said Marquis Arno indifferently. “Having been injured at the core twice, the Shadowflame Dragon has already… Sorry, I speak too bluntly… In any case, you should also make preparations early.”

Having said that, Marquis Arno lifted the tent flap.

Russell hurriedly quickened his pace and left the place, but his mind couldn’t stop muttering, “What does it mean, what hope… Is the Torrential Flood Dragon going to take something away, the hope of the Shadowflame Dragon, what exactly are they talking about?”

Before he could sort out his thoughts, he was already near the coffin.

Many Knights were silently paying their last respects to Grand Duke Kunstan in front of the coffin. Although the coffin was plain, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Russell saw his grandfather, Earl Merlin, with his snow-white hair, which inexplicably stirred him.

Then his gaze fell on Grand Duke Kunstan inside the coffin.

A horrifying and grim puncture wound ran from head to toe, and his neck, arms, torso, and legs had all been sliced open and separated with wooden boards, and several kinds of gems were embedded around them to prevent the corpse from coming back to life.

He thought of how he had just met Grand Duke Kunstan not long ago and had sent him a hundred boxes of White Dew series Yulong cigars.

He even had dinner with Grand Duke Kunstan.

He remembered the pre-battle speech in front of the headquarters tent, which Grand Duke Kunstan gave with great vigor, boosting the morale of the troops.

Now looking at the shattered body in the coffin, Russell felt suddenly suffocated and broke out in a cold sweat once again. Even the ruler of a nation could die in a battle, so what about him, merely a Phantom Beast Knight…

“Rashly participating in a great war, how foolish and reckless of me!”

At this moment, Russell felt both a lament for the death of Grand Duke Kunstan and a reflection on his past actions.

Amidst his chaotic thoughts, like all the Knights, he stood silently in front of the coffin.

He did not know how much time had passed.

Russell felt someone tapping on his shoulder, and turning around, he saw Mr. Luo Man, then he quietly followed Mr. Luo Man away from the coffin.

They went straight back to the encampment of the Glowing Valley Knight Regiment.

“Whew,” Mr. Luo Man undid the chinstrap of his helmet, relaxing the armor that had been pressing against his body, “Out of twenty Knight Regiments, ours suffered the least losses. The Populus Gobi and Golden Prairie Knight Regiments were nearly decimated.”

“Thanks to Mr. Ross’s protection,” Russell remarked.

“But the issue is, your grandfather gave the order to rescue the… to rescue the Great Dragon, and Mr. Ross did not comply,” said Mr. Luo Man with a sigh, reluctant to mention the name of Shadowflame Dragon for fear of being overheard by it, “When it comes time for reckoning… well, it doesn’t matter anymore, even the Grand Duke has perished.”

Russell frowned, “Mr. Ross did not follow the order to rescue the Great Dragon?”

He suddenly recalled what his uncle Roson had said during the night of the Dragon Birth Festival. Mr. Ross had been scared witless and dared not face Snow Giant Da again.

Perhaps this guess was correct.

However, he did not dwell on this, as he did not get along with Mr. Ross in the first place, so he simply asked, “I just overheard Baron Kunbiff talking to Marquis Arno… Father, what is the hope that the Torrential Flood Dragon is supposed to take from the… from the Great Dragon?”

“I don’t know,” Mr. Luo Man shrugged, “It’s a dispute among the Dragonblood Families, it has nothing to do with us. Listen, Russell, keep these matters to yourself.”

He poured himself a glass of ice-distilled spirits.

In the Snowfield, you had to drink ice-distilled spirits fiery as a blaze to truly enjoy it. “Now that you are a Phantom Beast Knight, you have sufficient strength to protect yourself. After this battle, the Grand Duchy will go through tough times, focus your energies on achieving great deeds,” he exhaled.

“I will, Father,” Russell nodded.

But he still had a stomach full of questions to ask, “With Grand Duke Kunstan’s demise, Father, who will be the next to ascend to the Grand Duchy?”

Not only Russell desired to know this answer, but Mr. Luo Man, as well as all the nobles of the Shadowflame Grand Duchy, were seeking it.

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