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Chapter 255 - 255 254 Selecting the Young Master (Added

Chapter 255: Chapter 254: Selecting the Young Master (Added Update) Chapter 255: Chapter 254: Selecting the Young Master (Added Update) In the early morning, the sun rose from the east.

Its light evenly cast upon one side of Shadowflame Volcano, while the other side remained enveloped in darkness, creating a clear demarcation between light and shadow.

The Shadowflame Dragon had returned to Shadowflame Volcano and dipped into the volcano’s magma, using the magma’s connection to earthly powers to truly heal its damaged essence.

But at this moment.

With blue light flickering on its body, the Torrential Flood Dragon stood at the dark mouth of Shadowflame Volcano, illuminated by direct sunlight that fell upon its coarse scales without a single reflection—pure black scales they were.

Bowing its head, the Torrential Flood Dragon simply stared at the magma below the volcano’s mouth.

It had been waiting there for four days and four nights.

And was still waiting.

Marquis Arno Sunfire, riding a Bipedal Flying Dragon, gently landed beside the Torrential Flood Dragon’s feet, delicate as a bird beside an elephant compared to the more than one hundred meters long body of the giant dragon.

“Your Highness Torrential Flood,” Marquis Arno bowed from the back of his flying dragon.

The Torrential Flood Dragon gave no response; its posture had not changed for days, only its eyes moved slightly.

Marquis Arno continued, “The death of Kunstan has disrupted the kingdom’s plans, but your decision to leave Snow Giant Da alive seems to have provoked the Shadowflame Dragon… The Shadowflame Dragon adamantly disagrees with allowing the bloodline of Princess Kunlaya to inherit the position of Grand Duke.”

The Torrential Flood Dragon’s throat undulated, emitting a sea-wave-like sound that most people couldn’t understand.

But Marquis Arno did understand and immediately replied with a sincere dread, “No, no, no, I dare not question Your Highness Torrential Flood’s decision, it’s just… the line of Princess Kunlaya has clearly lost any hope of claiming the position of Grand Duke.”

Whoosh, another sea-wave-like sound came.

Marquis Arno nodded, “Alright, I will act according to your intentions, Your Highness, and not hastily grant anyone the position of Grand Duke. If I can delay it for a few years, then I will delay it. However, the Shadowflame Dragon matter will still need your negotiation.”

Having said that, Marquis Arno rode the Bipedal Flying Dragon away from the sweltering volcano’s mouth.

Moments later.

Sounds like waves crashing and magma bubbling could be heard from the volcano’s mouth, signifying the two Great Dragons communicating in the Magic Dragon Language.

Clearly, the conversation was not pleasant, intermittently mixed with roaring and grunting noises.

Eventually, however, the two Great Dragons reached an agreement; the sounds of the waves and magma completely quieted down. At the same time, the Torrential Flood Dragon finally made a move, or rather, some magical change occurred throughout the entire Shadowflame Volcano.

Ring after ring of ripple-like light flashed from the base to the peak of the immense Shadowflame Volcano, rapidly moving from the bottom to the top.

In the end, the light converged at the feet of the Torrential Flood Dragon, which comfortably raised its head.

It let out a loud dragon roar into the sky, a bellow that had never been heard before.

“Hum!”

This dragon roar shook the whole Shadowflame Volcano tremulously, then rolled out like a tsunami in all directions.

It rolled over the capital, Furious Wind City, making the entire city tremble as countless citizens ran about in panic, believing an earthquake had occurred.

It rolled over Red Castle, causing this fortress built on a lake to shudder as well.

The great nobles discussing state matters within the hall exchanged dispirited, angry, despondent, and resentful glances, but Marquis Arno, sitting leisurely in his chair, took a sip of tea.

The corners of his mouth uncontrollably began to rise. He knew, the Torrential Flood Dragon had received what it wanted.

The national power of the Scorching Torrent Kingdom was about to rise yet another level.

Princess Anxia glanced at Marquis Arno, who was, to be precise, a distant cousin of hers. But in that moment, Princess Anxia’s pale and beautiful face showed no warmth for her relative; rather, disgust and resentment brimmed in her eyes.

Disgusted by Marquis Arno, his smug expression at this moment.

Resentful towards the lofty King of the Scorching Torrent Kingdom who had plotted everything but had not shown himself, who also happened to be her father.

More than twenty years ago, despite her pleas, he had married her off to a fool.

More than twenty years later, he had started scheming against her son. Now her son was dead, yet the King remained merciless, instead taking away the hope of the Shadowflame Dragon, which was akin to depriving her of the greatest support for her revenge.

At that moment, Princess Anxia wanted to rush to the King and question him as to why he treated his own daughter with such cruelty.

But she dared not, for she had another daughter to support.

After a long while.

Lord Welchi hurried over with a solemn expression and said, “Your Highness, ladies and gentlemen, His Highness Shadowflame has agreed to Marquis Arno’s proposal.”

Upon hearing this, Marquis Arno set down his teacup and said lightly, “Then, starting from today, we will reinstate the Council of Elders to govern. On the basis of the original seven governors, add Princess Anxia and myself.”

He paused, then added with a smile, “Of course, I will not interfere with the internal affairs of your nation. Princess Anxia must take care of Princess Kunlaya. However, Princess Anxia and I need to preside over the ‘selection of the lord’ to determine the future candidate for Grand Duke!”

…

“Gah!”

The Little Dream Dragon was huffing and puffing, ready to go offline.

Returning from Fire Ant Swamp to the Volcanic Oasis via the Huoyun Trade Route, they had camped out on the snowfield for two consecutive nights, but they hadn’t been able to find any Snow Demons at night.

The occasional lone Snow Ghost was far from enough to fill the gaps between the Little Dream Dragon’s teeth.

“Don’t worry, Ice Cream. This time the Snow Giant Da has gathered the Snow Demon Legion, leading to too many Snow Demons flooding into the Fire Ant Swamp area. Then, with the grand finale of the attack, they were all wiped out by the Knight Regiment,” Russell explained while consoling.

“However, as the ice age approaches, more Snow Demons will come in, and then we can have a big feast.”

“Gah.”

“Alright, that’s settled then, good night.”

The next day, the knights who had stayed behind left the Huoyun Trade Route and stepped onto the warm land of the Volcanic Oasis. At this point, whether knights from the Flamecrest Dragonblood Family or those serving under great nobles, it was time for them all to go their separate ways.

“Lord Russell, farewell.”

“Farewell, Lord Sogesbo.”

“Russell, you really must visit Vanilla Manor when you have time. I’ll treat you to the finest vanilla milk tea in our house.”

“If I have time, I will definitely come to Vanilla Manor to see you, Tim.”

Russell said his reluctant goodbyes to the knights he had grown familiar with over the past few days. As the second son of his family, he had indeed formed his own small circle of friends.

“Although my little sister is only fourteen, you would be amazed by her beauty when you see her. Really, don’t disbelieve me, Russell. Though I am just of average looks, my sister is truly a national beauty, and you will surely fall in love with her once you meet her!”

Even some knights were peddling their sisters to Russell.

With handsome looks, youth, the title of Phantom Beast Knight, and even the reputation of a scholar, he was also the second son of a great noble family, rumored to have two Little Sprites at home.

Any knight with a sister or daughter wanted to marry them off to Russell.

Of course, only the knights who were bold enough to speak up were lords or nobility; otherwise, the vast difference in status was an insurmountable barrier.

“Lord Boris, I believe that I would certainly like to meet your sister if given the chance,” Russell said to Lord Boris with his broad forehead, square face, and a bulbous nose, hardly able to believe he had such a breathtakingly beautiful sister.

“Set a time to visit Pitcher Plant Manor; you won’t regret it,” Lord Boris insisted earnestly.

Russell gave an awkward smile, “I need to head back home first. Perhaps another time.”

“You must come!”

“Yes, yes,” Russell replied while quickly giving Unicorn Polly a kick to make her leave swiftly.

Once Russell had left, a knight teased Lord Boris, laughing, “There you go again, peddling your sister, Lord Boris. A few years ago, it was your father trying to sell you off, boasting about how handsome and charming you were, haha!”

Lord Boris immediately retorted in annoyance, “What do you all know? My sister is that beautiful!”

Then, watching Russell’s receding figure, he clicked his tongue in admiration, “Such a brilliant youth of the Grand Duchy – only he is worthy of my nationally stunning sister!”

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This chapter is an additional update, making up for an additional chapter owed to a patron from my previous book!