Work Prophet
Chapter 730 - 56: A Nightmarish Journey

Chapter 730: Chapter 56: A Nightmarish Journey

Despite the many disasters that had befallen the Continent over the past few months, spring still arrived as scheduled.

As the weather warmed and the ice and snow melted, the earth burst into life once more.

In past years at this time, the Nobles of Rock Snow City would go hunting outside the city together.

It was not only their recreational activity at the start of the year, but also an important form of social interaction in high society.

However, this year the tradition seemed to have faded, with far fewer people venturing out for the hunt.

Especially today, the gates of Rock Snow City remained tightly shut until noon, and the residents had all bolted their doors and windows, leaving the streets empty.

After Gwen’s death, "Scribe" Lord Clovis, who was two hundred and seventy-nine years old and grandson of the late City Lord Kuren, took over the temporary rule of Rock Snow City.

Rumors had it that he had once been chosen as the next Family Head of the Figrola clan, but he himself had always been engrossed in literature and poetry and was not interested in power, passing the position to his son.

He devoted himself to writing poetry and compiling history, later moved into the library to live, and stayed there until the news of Gwen’s death reached the Figrola clan, who then urged him out to take charge.

Now, Lord Clovis stood in the largest square in the city, leaning on his cane, followed by Finance Officer Romero, Sheriff Brian... all prominent Nobles of the city.

Besides Lord Clovis, everyone was looking up to the East, having stood there for a long time, their necks sore from waiting, yet the person they were waiting for still hadn’t appeared.

Someone couldn’t help complaining, "That guy is too much, he promised to meet at dawn, but he’s still not here."

The other Nobles empathized, previously it was always others who waited for them, and many of them were left hanging like this for the first time.

Anger, humiliation, resentment... a myriad of complex emotions surged in their hearts.

But when the giant figure finally appeared in the sky above Rock Snow City, the only feeling left in their hearts was fear.

The creature in the sky triggered many people’s painful memories, and this time the giant dragon that arrived was clearly much larger than the previous one, twice the size of the Black Dragon.

Its entire body was silver-white, and its outspread wings seemed to block out the sunlight.

Many Nobles on the scene instinctively swallowed as they saw it.

Finally, the White Dragon circled in the sky above Rock Snow City before descending onto the square.

Then, it opened its mouth and let out a roar towards the humans at its feet.

The Nobles in the square changed color, with some turning to flee.

Fortunately, the Dragon did not make any substantial attack moves, but instead lowered its head.

Lannita let out a light laugh and turned to Ivan behind her, "Are you alright?"

Ivan’s complexion was ashen, and he looked like he was about to vomit at any moment.

He hadn’t anticipated that riding a Dragon would be so uncomfortable, they had flown from Lion Heart Castle to the West in less than six days, but the journey felt like a nightmare.

The harsh cold winds were like knives against his skin; within a short time, the former head of intelligence’s hands were frostbitten. He quickly put on gloves and wrapped himself in blankets.

The turbulence exceeded his expectations, as the White Dragon did not simply fly straight. It occasionally rose or fell a stretch, and sometimes even dived.

If it hadn’t been for the foresight to have himself tied to the Dragon’s back with ropes, Ivan reckoned he would have been thrown off long ago.

All things considered, the trip to the West had nearly cost the former head of intelligence half his life.

His stomach was in turmoil, and once off the Dragon’s back, he couldn’t hold it in any longer, and just like that, he threw up in front of everyone.

Lannita watched from the side with a giggly smile, "I hear that the nobles here are all very particular about etiquette, aren’t you being rather impolite?"

After Ivan spat it out, he finally felt a little better. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, then apologized to Clovis, "I’m sorry, Lord Clovis, I have lost my composure."

Clovis nodded, "I have already sent someone to fetch water for you to rinse your mouth and a new robe, we can wait for you to change your clothes before we talk."

"Thank you," Ivan said gratefully.

He took the clean clothes from an attendant, found a room to change in, and when he came back, his complexion had returned to normal.

He introduced to the crowd, "This is... the emissary from Lord Solomon, Lady Lannita."

Then Ivan introduced Clovis to Lannita.

"Is he the one in charge here?"

Lannita sized up Clovis, his composure remained unchanged and he did not budge when the White Queen roared earlier, leaving a deep impression on her.

"That’s right."

"Then help me translate and ask him if he has read the letter from their Family Head," Lannita requested.

Ivan nodded slightly, but before he could speak, Clovis preempted him, "Lord Ivan, may I ask, what is your current role?"

The former intelligence director felt a bit embarrassed, "I am the newly appointed Imperial Minister and advisor by Lord Solomon.

"This time, I am responsible for accompanying Lady Lannita to the Western Territory to act as a translator and facilitate the negotiations for surrender. You should have already read the previous letter, haven’t you?"

Clovis nodded, "I have read it, and I even had the handwriting verified to confirm that the letter indeed came from the current Family Head of the Figrola family."

"Sir Hels has agreed to this surrender, and Lord Solomon heard that your family’s original fief was in the Northern Territory.

"Your ancestors helped the Furious Lion Alexandro pacify the Western Territory, and in return, Alexandro exchanged your original lands with those in the Western Territory.

"Hearing of this, Lord Solomon has decided to return your family’s original fiefdom to you."

"And the conditions?" Clovis’s wrinkled face showed no joy.

"You relinquish your current territories," Ivan said, "and when Lord Solomon attacks the Northern Territory, you must also provide military support."

As the former intelligence director spoke, he kept an eye on Clovis’s expression, ready to flee back to the dragon’s back if the situation turned sour.

However, Clovis’s expression remained calm throughout, "Sir Hels has already agreed to your terms, right?"

"That’s correct."

"Then it seems I have no reason to refuse Lord Solomon’s commands."

"My lord..." Before Clovis could finish, he was interrupted by someone behind him, "This is a matter of great importance, let’s not be hasty in agreeing. We should discuss it further."

The other nobles also chimed in one after another.

Although they were vassals of the Figrola family, most of them had their roots in the Western Territory for generations and did not want to leave.

"What’s there to discuss?" Clovis’s gaze swept over those present, "Do you want to go to war with the Wing Tribe?"

As soon as these words came out, the square immediately fell silent.