But the reality is very regretful. When a bolt of teleportation came to my room that night, he saw it. 21. A mage who was not inconsistent with an ordinary female goblin appeared in front of me. The thick and sharp accent of the goblin filled my brain nerves that were still interested in her.

"His Highness Alsace, I heard from Lord Cleostroz that you want to discuss business with me."

"Yes, I think you can transform into human form before this. It will definitely not be good if you are seen by others in the form of a goblin."

I calmly made suggestions to her, yes, she actually called me "you", which means that she should also obey some of my "reasonable" requests. But what surprised me was that this red dragon in the form of goblin giggled, as if mocking some dirty things in my heart. Indeed, this feeling of being ridiculed as a hooligan made me feel very embarrassed.

"Would it be better if I was seen as a female human?" He asked me back, which made me look a little shy. However, the Red Dragon did not continue to make things difficult for me, but seriously explained a reason why it did not become a human form. "I don't often become human, so if I become that way, you will see my double horns."

"Then forget it." I shook my head regretfully. Now I think about it. I seem to understand that Crasus smiled when he left. Yes, he must have realized what kind of thoughts a young man of his age would have. But this is not the point. In order to divert the embarrassment just now, I immediately explained my main topic to her, that is, to travel through the Black Rock Mountain in the dark night.

"This is easy, but I hope you can do something for me."

"Of course, I will do my best." I replied to her as a matter of course, but what surprised me was that she was actually an activity with extremely high risk factor.

"I hope you can help me get some black dragon eggs."

"What? You asked me to find Deathwing! If so, I would rather give up the deal and go through the dwarf's death land alone."

"There may be no dragon eggs in Deathwing, and even if there is one, I can't let you look for it there."

"Where can you find it? Aren't all the black dragon eggs the descendants of Death Wings?"

"It's not necessarily, and it's possible that there's not even a deep blood relationship. For example, I have no blood relationship with the queen." The female red dragon shook her head and did not continue to explain. "You can stop by to Lesello Canyon, and there is a group of surviving black dragons active there. You can destroy them and bring me back a few dragon eggs. I want to purify them and create a black dragon like ten thousand years ago."

"Good idea, I'll help you, but I hope you have to say hello to your queen in advance, and once Death Wings are there, she can only compete with that guy."

"That's of course. Our Queen and other Dragon Kings have always wanted to find out where Death Wings are." Red Dragon nodded happily. Yes, she was as happy as a goblin. "I'll go back and prepare first, and I will wait for you at the door on the fifth day."

She said this and disappeared soon. And I lay on the bed with a little regret and waited for the arrival of that moment.

As planned, we finished gathering before the fifth update, and then two huge red dragons also appeared in front of us as promised. One end was the familiar Cleostroz, and the other end was the female dragon much smaller than him. I think she must have been transformed by that female goblin.

Although my partner and I understand the purpose of these two red dragons coming here and look at them with a friendly attitude, it looks different for my subordinates. We did fight against the tribe, and they knew very well what the red dragon means for the rest of our lives, especially dragons of the level like Crassus. I think even Kudland, who has experienced the most war with the Red Dragon, has never seen it.

Of course, the reason why I didn't inform them in advance that there would be Red Dragon visitors was because I wanted to see the adaptability of my guards. What really satisfied me was that they did not feel too timidly retreated because of his appearance, but instead tried to cover me and let me leave first.

I was still satisfied with this. Of course, except for someone, Sasarien couldn't help but laugh secretly when he saw the crowd of people who were a little panicked. Yes, if someone else had thought he was crazy, this would undoubtedly make my guards realize that my classmates were a wine bag...

"Don't worry, these two red dragons are friends of Ronin and Wenleisa. They will help us cross the Black Rock Mountain to reach the army's camp!" I shouted to my subordinates, but even if I explained this, and the wagging tail of the red dragon could not make them feel trusted, so my partner and I took the lead and walked towards the Red Dragon and jumped onto his huge body, and then turned to them. "I think you can come up too."

The guards were skeptical, but they still knew some stories about Ronin and Wenleisa saving the red dragon, so they followed after hesitating for a while. After a few bold people tried it, they jumped onto the two dragons separately.

At this moment, only Marshal Windsol was left below watching our every move with the Red Dragon. Until now, he could not believe this fact. Yes, he might be very clear about this. If Red Dragon and Lordaeron formed an alliance, Stormwind City would never return to the time on an equal footing with us.

"Marson Marshal, I hope you will take care of our horses before this." I reminded him, and before he could come back to his senses, I signaled Cleostroz to move forward, and he also took off carefully and entered the north...

For me, who was flying in a dragon for the first time, this was indeed a very special experience. The same was true for my friends and guards. I was even more nervous than me, because their fear of the red dragon the day after tomorrow was self-evident, and I was still sitting on his back now. However, such a highly concentrated nerve can also bring them some benefits, that is, I don’t have to worry that someone will fall down.

In this way, everyone was flying in the darkness tremblingly. Because of the low visibility, I didn't know if I had traveled through Black Rock Mountain. But Crasus realized something through his sharp eyes, so he shouted at the female dragon next to him and swooped down.

I could understand what he meant by the ring that Kadega gave me, but I was still confused about his eyes and revealed murderous aura. I didn't understand why, but when my vision was wide, I immediately realized the reason, and my adrenaline began to secrete it.

Yes, a large group of defeated orcs and ogres are walking towards us and just happen to meet someone.

"So that's it!" I said to myself excitedly. Obviously we all know what this means, so I immediately raised my warhammer, and the guards also held their weapons tightly and swung them uncontrollably, as if celebrating victory in advance.

On the other hand, they stopped and looked at us blankly. Perhaps they were fantasizing that we were the legacy of the Dragon Throat Clan? I don’t know if they thought so when they saw two dragons coming from the direction of Black Stone Mountain. In short, after two huge fireballs exploded between them, their faces completely turned into despair. What followed was our charge of jumping down on the dragon’s back.

Although the number of enemies is dozens of times that of ours, the number in such a raid can no longer determine anything. The opponents were originally the defeated generals of the wounded army who had a low morale after the fierce battle, and under the oppression of the Red Dragon, they immediately became overwhelmed. And our personal guards, each of them, were loyal elites selected from the local orc tribe. In addition to the red dragon magic and the protection of the holy light, the orcs and ogres whose orcs have reached their limits have no power to fight back. The only orc warlock that can have an effect is also invalid in the face of Cleoztra's mana.

This caused the war to be one-sided from the beginning. While waving the war hammer, I was also observing the form and making my own strategic deployment for victory. And I knew that such a number of orcs must have a relatively senior leader.

But unfortunately they looked so similar. At the beginning, I found him and disappeared in a blink of an eye. And after they chose to surrender with confidence, it greatly affected my plan to chase that guy.

In the end, we accepted the encounter with enemies who captured five times our number, but what made me feel relieved was that ogres and orcs were not running away in the same direction, which means that they would follow in the footsteps of trolls and leave the tribe controlled by the Black Hand Brothers, which means that the war may be easier than what I originally planned.

I put away my warhammer and thought, and the voice of Manac interrupted my thoughts

"Your Highness, what should they do? We can't take them to fly north." Falic still did not put down his dragon sword. I knew he had already thought of a plan to deal with them. Yes, the magic power that had experienced the baptism of war understood that once the orcs counterattacked back and cooperated with these prisoners, our consequences would be unimaginable.

But I cannot do this. It is not because I believe in the Holy Light to pity their lives, but because I know that such behavior cannot carry out such a prisoner massacre in front of the servants of the Queen of Life.

"No need to be so troublesome. They must have fled here because they were defeated. That means Master Uther's troops should be not far away, so they will not come back. We just need to escort them back."

"Correct judgment! They are not far from the north." Cleoztra walked over and nodded to me, and the female dragon leaned over and said goodbye to me.

"I think my deal has been completed. It's time for you to go to the appointment, Your Highness."

"I know. But then I still hope you can participate together. After all, only you know how to protect those dragon eggs."

"I understand, I will wait for your arrival in Lesello Canyon." The female dragon said, and flew eastward with Cleoztra and soon disappeared from sight. But unlike the female dragon, when their figure disappeared, Crassus' human form immediately appeared in front of us.

"I just said you would not leave without saying goodbye." I couldn't help but feel relieved about Crassus' failure to leave, because I knew this could completely make up for the impact of Caregus's departure. But the reality was not the case.

"Of course, I feel that I need to help you escort them back safely. There are some orc warlocks inside. I might be more secure before Ronin appears." Crassus said as he released a spell on a guy who was trying to hurt people secretly. Soon, when the weak guy was preparing to perform the Shadow Shooting Technique, he was immediately backfired and fell to the ground and stopped moving.

"Yes, it's very necessary for you here." I turned to bow to him. The two guards who almost waved their hands seemed to have recognized something, so they walked into Crasus and expressed their respect to him like they had just met. However, when they wanted to honor him, they realized that they did not know the name of the wizard, and even reason made them realize that they had never even seen the wizard, which made them feel embarrassed.

Crasus did not say anything, but signaled them to continue their work. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but smile. Yes, maybe they wouldn't know that they were here just now. But when it comes to the name, I was also curious about something, "By the way, what is the name of that female dragon, why do you say that he has no blood relationship with the queen?"

"Ria is the posthumous son of Evanna, the demigod of the flying beast. When she was still an egg, she was turned into a dragon egg by the queen."

"Oh! So that's it." I nodded silently, indeed there was no name in my memory. "Demigod's child..." Hearing this, I felt that I could find some clues in ancient times. "I think you can tell me more about the first invasion of the Burning Legion."

When I asked this, Crasus was shocked. Perhaps he was very surprised that I would ask such a question.

I could see his face showing embarrassment. Yes, he didn't seem to say it very willingly about this taboo history, or he was very vague about this memory, but no matter what, he could not refuse my question.

But just when he was in such a dilemma, he suddenly signaled me to look back, and a person who could make me forget all the problems appeared not far behind me. It was Sylvanas and Ronin who teleported her here.

Yes, at this moment I had forgotten the question I asked Crasus and rushed towards her. I didn't even notice that the Red Dragon Mage behind me had left.
Chapter completed!