"It turns out that you didn't come to the wrong place."
Selena said, "A Level 9 Magical Beast, Lincoln with strange strength, and Kyle Grian who came out of nowhere."
Ke Na nodded. "Yes, I just don't know how the legendary Fiend Star and the Seven Kings will appear."
...
In the City of Freedom Kingdom's Council Hall
"Is what you said true?
The City of the Night really dares to do this?
Who gave them the guts to do that? "Chris Redden was furious.
The messenger knelt on the ground, not daring to look at Chris. "Your Majesty, this is a magic letter sent by the Third Princess's guard in the City of the Night. It shouldn't be wrong."
"They're rebelling!" Chris threw the parchment to the ground.
"Why are you so angry, Your Majesty?
Can a small City of the Night cause a huge wave? "Grand Duke Puyol said unhurriedly.
Chris snorted. "The City of the Night declared independence and formed an alliance with the Forest Fairies. At the same time, the Council Hall was dissolved and the Council of the Four Directions was formed."
Grand Duke Puyol's hand that was holding the teacup paused. He said with a shocked expression, "Where did they get the courage?"
"Look at the names of the members of the Council of the Four Directions on the parchment and you'll know."
"Oh?" Grand Duke Puyol ordered someone to pick up the parchment and read it carefully.
"Trades Magic Bird?
He's the one who recited the letter?
Lincoln Hyena Blade?
The legendary person who solved the crisis of a Level 9 Magical Beast? "
Grand Duke Puyol put away the parchment and shook his head. "No wonder. If they insist on leaving the Kingdom of Freedom, Your Majesty might not be able to stop them."
Bang!
"Ridiculous!"
Chris slammed the table. "General Dragon's Throat will lead the kingdom's army. I don't believe we can't take back the City of the Night!"
Drod Dragon's Throat, the first general of the Kingdom of Freedom, was in charge of most of the kingdom's army.
Puyol shook his head again. "No, I'm afraid that the City of the Night can't be conquered by force alone. Besides, there are so many pairs of eyes waiting for Your Majesty to make a fool of himself."
"Are we just going to watch as the City of the Night changes hands?" Chris would never allow anyone to provoke the House of Reydon.
"Your Majesty, according to the parchment, the City of the Night's attack is justified. Our top priority should be to find Princess Clara." Grand Duke Puyol pointed at Clara's name on the parchment.
Chris calmed himself down and returned to his seat. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the chair.
"I'll go look for the High Priest. The City of the Night is independent, and the Free Kingdoms are the first to be affected. I'll have to trouble you to control the public opinion."
Grand Duke Puyol nodded. "Don't worry, Your Majesty. This is my duty."
Chris waved his hand and gestured for everyone to leave before heading to the High Priest Tower in the royal manor alone.
The royal manor was located in the southeast corner of the Free Cities. There was a tall tower here. Almost everyone who came to the Free Cities would see this tower first.
The reason why the royal manor was built here was because the House of Reydon had taken over the Free Cities from here.
Therefore, the House of Reydon also called themselves a family built on blood and fire.
Chris entered the tower through various magic detectors. He climbed up the stairs and finally arrived at the top floor of the tower.
"Your Majesty, if you're here because of the change in the City of the Night, please go back."
Chris stopped in his tracks. "Why?"
The gray-robed High Priest held a thick book in his hand and pushed up his glasses. "This is destined to be unavoidable. I can't do anything about it."
Chris was silent for a moment. "What about Clara?
Why did she kidnap the students of the academy?
Where is she now? "
The High Priest closed the book and turned to look at Chris. "Who knows Clara's location better than the House of Reydon?"
Chris frowned. "What do you mean, High Priest?"
"The location of bloodline magic is much more accurate than prophecy."
The High Priest's words stunned Chris. If the High Priest hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten about it.
The bloodline magic of the House of Reydon could trigger a bloodline response once it was activated. A hundred years ago, the House of Reydon had used the bloodline response to activate a combined forbidden spell and eventually became the House of Reydon.
Bloodline magic was more like a magic talent. It appeared in various magic families, and the chances of it appearing were not high.
Using bloodline magic to find Clara's location was indeed the most convenient method. The first thing to do was to recall all the direct descendants of the House of Reydon.
"Is there no other way?
Could Clara have already … "
The High Priest shook his head. "The Third Princess is not dead yet. It might be later."
Chris sighed and left the High Priest Tower.
The High Priest stood in front of the window of the tower, taking in the entire Free Cities.
"How long can I enjoy this peace?
Is the City of the Night the answer I want? "
… …
"Hey, brat, you'd better not lie to me. Otherwise, I'll pull out the scales on your face one by one!"
Clara took Yril out of the City of the Night and hid. After a few days of questioning and guidance, she found out that the legendary dragon had left something in the Forest of Fairies. It was Pennister's treasure that the treasure hunters spoke of.
The dragon characteristics on Yril's body were becoming more and more obvious. Clara had no choice but to strengthen the Shadow Binding. She could clearly feel that Yril's strength was constantly increasing.
"It's only been a month, but his dragonization has reached 30%. He's equivalent to a rank 5 warrior. If not for the shackles in his body …"
Clara was speechless. This dragon's talent was truly terrifying. She had to find Pennister's treasure before Yril's dragonization reached 60%. The good news was that Yril's dragonization was slowing down.
Otherwise, if Yril's strength increased again, Clara wouldn't be able to suppress this terrifying half-dragon.
"Didn't you give me the truth potion?
What are you still doubting? "Yril's voice was cold and low, as if it was squeezed out from his throat.
Clara raised an eyebrow. The truth potion was obtained from the old fool. It would be a great loss if there was no harvest this time.
"You've pointed me to a good place."
Clara put away the map. "The Forest of Fairies' territory. Do you want me to challenge the Forest Guardian?"
"Don't you want the treasure?" Yril looked at Clara with disdain. "The treasure is at Lina Snow Mountain."
Clara snorted. Yril made it sound so easy. Lina Snow Mountain wasn't a place anyone could go. It was considered a forbidden area in the Forest of Fairies.
"You think I'm afraid of the Forest of Snow Fairies?
They're just a bunch of inferior races. "Clara's eyes were full of disdain. If his true body came, would he be afraid of these cats and dogs?
Yril shrugged. "You'd better hurry. With your strength, you can't trap me for much longer."
"Shut up!"
"Hmph …"
Clara suddenly lifted a scale on Yril's face and pulled it out!
Blood dyed the leaves red. Yril groaned. His face twisted in pain and his body couldn't help but twitch.
"A pure dragon scale."
Clara said coldly. "I'll pull out a piece of your scale every day. Who do you think cares more about time?"