Everything comes with a price. Sometimes, in the games between races, life is the most commonly used chip.
With Hestia by her side, Selina didn’t need to worry that the other party was also a Demon Tribe imposter. After all, under the light of the Goddess of Lampfire, all illusions would shatter and return to reality.
“So, what exactly do you mean by a ‘world-breaker’?”
Although the old man’s expression was very serious, the words he spoke couldn’t help but give one the feeling of a charlatan making up stories to deceive people.
“The Shadow Dragon Tribe dwells in shadows, but they also often gaze at the night sky. Since ancient times, the Shadow Dragon Tribe has inherited the talent for divination, but few have successfully mastered it…”
The old man covered his mouth and nose with his hand, coughing forcefully twice.
“The reason why I was able to sit in the position of Archbishop with the identity of a Shadow Dragon Tribe member is largely due to my divination. Ten years ago, I observed the night sky and felt, in the darkness, that the Great Dragon Divine Dynasty would face a great disaster. Therefore, I deduced the stars and calculated the constellations, and finally calculated the key to breaking that intricate situation…”
“One who carries the Dragon God Scale will be the key to breaking the situation.”
The girl’s eyes narrowed slightly as she pondered.
[Hestia, is he lying?]
At the same time, she was constantly communicating in her mind.
[In my opinion, he is not lying.]
Above the peaceful starry river, Hestia floated on the surface like a firefly, her soft light radiating outward. She calmly gazed at the situation outside, a pair of pale purple eyes swirling with silver divine fire.
“Very well, I’ll tentatively believe your words. Since that’s the case, why are you looking for me?”
“Right now, Her Highness the Saintess’s physical condition is likely not very optimistic, right?”
“Mhm, her body is close to advancing, but she has been suppressing it due to a lack of suitable materials. I just obtained it from the Dragon King.”
Since the old dragon before her was willing to fake his death with his own life to help Her Highness the Saintess break the situation ahead of time, then she would not interfere.
“Since you are willing to use your own life to accomplish the Saintess’s purpose, I will naturally not stop you.”
“As for the price, you were prepared for it long ago, weren’t you?”
“Her Highness the Saintess’s strength should have already reached Demi-god level. With a fake death, Her Highness the Saintess’s current strength would likely be in mortal danger, right?”
The old dragon said in a deep voice.
[This is only temporary. After advancing, Her Highness the Saintess will be fine.]
“What about the danger during this time?”
The old dragon asked.
“Of course, I will protect her.”
The youth said with a smile.
[I didn’t expect you to have already become a Demi-god.]
[You were quite lucky to have found a way to extricate yourself in such a short time. Such perseverance and determination are not something ordinary people can possess.] Therefore, Selina also maintained due respect for him.
“It seems to be as I predicted. They’re playing this game on purpose.”
“The Demon Tribe infiltrating the Dragon Tribe is not merely a war between races, but a game between deities. The Demon Tribe’s actions must have been guided by a Demon God. With divine-level divination, they probably foresaw the state of the Saintess’s body long ago…”
“Right now, everything is developing as they planned. The position of Archbishop has been stolen by them, the Court has been won over, Lord Dragon God happens to be absent from his divine realm, and the Saintess’s physical condition is worrying.”
With each sentence he spoke, the wrinkles on the white-haired old man’s face seemed to deepen. His brows were tightly furrowed, and those previously dim golden eyes seemed to be relighting, or perhaps burning something that could no longer be salvaged.
“The Dragon God Trial will be initiated in two days.”
Hodmogh reminded her specifically.
“But now we’ve already obtained the Dragon Marrow Saint Crystal. If Aurelia takes it now, then…”
“It’ll be too late. Transcendent-tier advancement is not like High-tier. Even with the Saintess’s talent, relying solely on her own power will take at least three days. This time simply won’t be enough…”
“The Demon Tribe is forcing us to make a choice: either Her Highness the Saintess will attend the trial with a weakened body, or what kind of fairness can a trial that has no fairness at all provide to the world?”
The old man frowned tightly, his voice containing hidden anger. “
“But what if Aurelia doesn’t go? With our current power, we can create a safe place for her, a place where no one can find her. As long as she advances in peace, there’s still that Dragon God Trial. If the Saintess isn’t present, it can’t be fully convened, right?”
Selina felt that the Dragon Saintess’s side shouldn’t be as passive as they imagined. Trials were like lawsuits; there had to be a plaintiff and a defendant. If the defendant couldn’t be found, what was the point of the lawsuit?
“Miss Elf, you’re mistaken…”
“What the Demon Tribe wants is never the process of the trial, but the result of the trial. If the Saintess doesn’t come, they can completely fabricate a fake Saintess like they fabricated me, and then that fake Saintess can more smoothly admit her crimes and acknowledge the trial’s result.”
Clearly, this old man understood the Demon Tribe’s methods very well. That group of races, for the sake of invading other countries, never cared about the means. As long as they could get the result, the morally bankrupt Demon Tribe wouldn’t care what the process was like.
“Then what should we do? In any case, we can’t let the little dragon girl go to such a dangerous place. Knowing that the road ahead is a tiger’s den, we can’t let her jump in.”
Selina knew that the little dragon girl’s personality was somewhat stubborn. If she really knew that she was about to be tried and slandered, that girl would never sit idly by.
“That’s also what I think. No matter what, Her Highness the Saintess cannot attend that trial, so now I need your power…”
As he spoke, the old dragon took a deep breath, tears welling in his eye sockets. His golden pupils were like charcoal that had rekindled from ashes. In the darkness, it seemed that something important was accelerating to flow away or burn on this old man’s body.
“O noble Gold Elf Princess from the Elf Forest, please spread your benevolence, wisdom, and courage to this perilous land…”
“May you be as elusive as a ghost in the past, may you sever injustice as you did before, may you fulfill the promise you made that sunset…”
The old man, like a priest, bowed slightly, making his final request.
The girl’s eyes widened, and the curved saber in her hand unconsciously slipped, falling to the ground.
Outside the inn, the girl plastered against the wall carefully distinguished the sounds with her ear.
Finally, a subtle sound seemed to trigger a switch. The girl agilely and silently opened the window, then leaped into the room with a lithe body.
The moment she entered the room, her eyes locked onto the direction of the bathroom. The sound of water, accompanied by the Dragon Saintess’s faint, suppressed breathing, filled the entire room with a sense of inexplicable heat.
[This Dragon Tribe Saintess has already suppressed it to the limit. The magic power in her body is in an extremely excited state. Before long, even if she’s unwilling, she will be forcibly forced into the advancement state.]
Hestia, carefully sensing the fluctuations in the air, explained this.
[It seems I arrived just in time. That old man was right. She absolutely cannot go to that trial.]
Selina observed her surroundings, tiptoeing to the side of the table. From her space ring, she placed the Dragon Marrow Saint Crystal, radiating scorching light, on the tabletop.
Having done this, the girl did not intend to linger. She had delivered the item, and now she had more important matters to attend to.
But just as she was about to return the way she came, one hand had just lifted the wooden window, and her body, slightly leaning forward, suddenly froze, because her other wrist was being tightly gripped by a wet hand.
Selina’s pupils sharply contracted. She incredulously and mechanically turned her head. Standing behind her, grabbing her wrist, was none other than the White Dragon girl, who had come out of the bathroom at some unknown point, her whole body still dripping wet.
“You…”
Selina was about to say something, but she was completely stunned by the words the girl blurted out.
“Brother Conde, are you really going to be so cruel as to abandon me and leave alone?”
Crystal droplets dripped down her wet hair and cheeks. The little dragon girl’s delicate face was flushed red, and in her hazy golden pupils, the way she looked at the girl was affectionate and tender beyond compare.
That look was like gazing at her beloved, walking with her towards the wedding hall, from the depths of her dreams.
Selina was dumbfounded. What, what exactly was happening?
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