Emilys bit her lip lightly, without saying anything, but she still held Renne's arm and did not let go.

Varogan, Astan and Dinlaji wanted to defend her, but this was related to the bloodline of the Drogonburg family. Weatherley's words actually made some sense. They had thought about this issue before, so they all fell into silence.

This made Weatherle even more confident. He raised his chin and stared at Rennes with resentment, as if Rennes were his irreconcilable enemy to kill his father.

Renn looked at everyone and said calmly: "The Dragonborn Family will not change its surname to Augustus."

As soon as he finished speaking, Emilys looked up suddenly: "Ren..."

"Sir Earl!"

Valogan and the other two also screamed in unison, thinking that Rennes had changed his mind.

Only Weatherle was proud and said deliberately: "Your Excellency, what the man said must count. Please keep a distance from Emilys in the future, so as not to give birth to non-dragon descendants. This is a blasphemy to the Drogonburg family."

"presumptuous!"

Emilys was furious and raised his hand to cast a spell to teach Weatherle. Artans also drew his sword and prepared to take action. He was completely standing on Emilys' side.

However, Renn reached out to stop them.

"Ren?" Emilys was anxious and angry, but was also very puzzled.

"He is your cousin after all, so he can't hurt the harmony." Renne mocked and asked, "Mr. Weatherley, your loyalty to the Drogonburg family is touching, but you don't seem to be a dragon descendant, or an illegitimate child. In the words of Congatero, you are a 'mphalid'?"

The word "mix" is spoken by Rennes in Congatro.

This language is very similar to Orion, belonging to the same language family. With the help of the translation dictionary, he learned it in just a few days.

Everyone present could hear it clearly.

Weatherle's face turned red. He hated others about his origins the most, like an old scar, deeply engraved in his soul, and the poisonous blood of shame will flow out when touched, stinging his heart.

"You're looking for death!"

As a irritated storm priest, Weatherley was immediately overwhelmed by anger and took action without hesitation.

In fact, he chose to question Emilyis and Renne in person, and he had no brains at all.

But others have brains and react very quickly.

Weatherle's attack had just shown signs, and a shadow flew out of Dinlaji's hand, covering his vision, making him unable to see Rennes; then Astan's long sword also arrived, slapped his sword on the back of his neck with the sword ridge, interrupting the casting of spells; finally, a huge eight-clawed spider summoned by Valorgan, spitting out white spider silk, tied him tightly, hanging in the air and unable to move.

Emilys directly blocked Renn and treated her body as a shield.

With one breath, Weatherley was controlled.

Renn stood there, not even moving a finger, looking at all this casually, as if he was not the one who was attacked just now.

"Let me go..." Weatherle screamed wildly, struggling desperately in the thick spider web, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair flickered, and he stood up, and he shouted angrily: "Varogan, and you two, I order you to let me go."

Valogen and the other two were all a little embarrassed.

They are all vassals of the Drogonburg family. They are indeed a crime against Weatherley, but they cannot watch Weatherley attack Rennes. If Weatherley hit Rennes, even if we cannot hurt a hair, the plan to restore the country may be destroyed and irreversible.

"Let him down," said Ren.

Without hesitation, Varogen immediately let the eight-clawed spider loosen his pliers' mouth. Weatherley, who was tied to the spider web like a rice dumpling, fell to the ground, but his limbs still couldn't break free, making him look very embarrassed.

He could only move his head, staring at Rennes with hatred, without saying a word.

"Mr. Weatherley," said Renn condescendingly: "You don't let me get close to Emilys, nor can you give birth to a child, so who is qualified? Are you?"

"certainly."

Weatherle responded proudly: "In this world, only Emilis and I can give birth to dragon descendants. I know that you are very strong and are a student of the Holy Soul Wizard. So what? The descendants of you and Emilis must also have a blood soul curse in your body, and you cannot practice the family's meditation and cannot become a dragon descendant."

"Without the Dragonborn, there is no reason for the Drogon Castle family to exist."

He said this, with a look of pride and fearless look, "Only I can make the Drogonburg family regain its glory. If you have the ability, you will kill me, hahaha..."

The harsh laughter echoed in the room.

Renn looked at the others and asked with a frown: "Is he true?"

"It's true." Emilyis nodded bitterly before admitting, and came over with his ears and whispered to Renn in detail.

The birth of the Dragonborn family was an attempt by Bahamut, the god of good dragons.

He gave blessings to the ancestors of Drogon Castle, transformed the human souls according to the dragon soul, and saw if the blood soul curse could be lifted.

The end result is half the success.

The transformed humans were unable to lift the curse, but the powerful dragon soul suppressed the effect and attack of the curse. There was no need to practice by fusion of demon souls like other extraordinary people, nor did they need soul transformation rituals.

The Blood Soul Curse still exists and has been passed down from generation to generation in the souls of the dragon descendants.

If the dragon descendants combine with ordinary humans, half of the souls born belong to humans, and the blood soul curse begins to prevail and begins to take effect again.

After the dragon-born ancestors discovered this problem, in order to maintain their strength and bloodline, they decided to intermarry in close relatives. The cost of incest is heavy, and it is difficult for the dragon-born family to give birth to normal offspring. Once the baby is found to have defects, they will be dealt with immediately and prevent them from growing up.

This also led to the fact that the population of the dragon family could not grow.

They ruled Congatro for more than three thousand years. During such a long period, the largest number of members of Fort Drogon did not exceed one hundred, and in most eras, the average number was only twenty to thirty.

Emilys is the only pure dragon descendant that exists.

Only when she combines with Weatherley can she give birth to a dragon descendant, because Weatherley has one-quarter of the dragon souls, and the descendants of the two, with more than half of the dragon souls, can cultivate the meditation of the Drogonburg family, suppress the blood soul curse, and transform the soul into a real dragon descendant step by step.

The future of the Drogonburg family is completely entrusted to two people, and no one can die.

This is also Weatherle's confidence.

For the sake of the future, Varogen and others could only give him some points, otherwise everything they did over the past decades would make no sense.

"Emily Line, he is just a mortal, not even a legend, you don't have to take him too seriously." Weatherley said proudly: "He is just a student of the Holy Soul Wizard, not the Holy Soul Wizard himself, and he can't make a decision. Weizelan Floating City needs our money and still have to cooperate with us."

"Even if the Wizards of Wizards retreat, don't worry too much."

"Give me two more years, and I will likely be promoted to legend, and invite the Storm Church to cooperate, and my Lord is very willing to spread His faith in Congatro."

"How can a mere floating city be comparable to the Storm Church?"

"It will not be easy to recover the kingdom at that time!"

Speaking of the latter, Weather's face became excited, as if he had seen himself leading the believers of the church, conquering Congatro and ascending the throne.

However, everyone was indifferent to his words.

Is the Storm Church so easy to borrow power? Just a legend? And it tear down the cooperation with Wizelland, who will bear the consequences?

Renn watched him perform quietly and suddenly said, "I don't have a blood soul curse."

These words are like a shocking sound.

Everyone looked at Rennes together, Weatherley's eyes were incredible, "Impossible, you are not a Holy Soul Wizard... This is impossible!"

Others don't believe it very much.

However, Emilys believed it without any doubt. She had almost no hesitation. A sharp sword appeared in her hand, and she stepped forward and swung the sword and slashed it down.

puff!

Weatherle's head flew up.
Chapter completed!