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For many nobles, joining the Dragoncleaver Guards was a supreme honor.
Let alone being personally recruited by its Second-in-Command!
This was glory worthy of being written into family records!
Alice, however, showed little reaction. Given Black’s performance—Pascal’s request wasn’t surprising.
“He is mine.”
She said simply—voice calm, yet conveying absolute authority.
“…Understood, Your Highness.”
Pascal wore a look of regret—his eyes filled with pity as he glanced at Black.
Like gazing at an uncarved gemstone.
Black wanted to shout:
“Can you respect my opinion?!”
“Pirates have rights too!”
Despite the chaos and surprises—the Azure Triad Contests continued.
As for Seth—he’d already been dragged away by his followers for emergency treatment.
Seeing the once-arrogant Seth now disheveled, drooling, many nobles and servants wanted to laugh but dared not.
The atmosphere was joyful.
Black was so absorbed in watching—he suddenly slapped his thigh hard.
Damn it! I forgot to claim my 500,000 gold!
With that money—he could buy land, become a minor lord, bring his mother and sister to live in comfort.
Then marry a village beauty—or several—and life would be blissful.
Lost in fantasy—Black lost control of his expression—looking slightly perverted.
Seeing him revert to his usual laid-back self, Alice’s lips twitched—speechless.
Moments ago—he was a cold, deadly swordsman.
Which version was real?
Alice found herself unusually curious.
Karina, seeing her mistress glance at Black repeatedly—sighed inwardly.
Rare for the princess to show such interest in someone.
After Black and Seth’s battle—the Martial Duel ended.
No one dared step forward after such an intense fight.
Thus—Black was declared winner.
Combined with the Literary Duel—he’d won two contests.
A pirate winning two? Even as royal guard—many nobles found it hard to swallow.
More importantly—winning two meant Black earned the right to dance the Oath Dance with Alice.
Thinking this—noble youths glared enviously, wishing they could kill Black with their eyes.
Of course—they didn’t believe a single dance could make Alice fall for a guard.
Such “princess loves servant” tales only existed in novels.
In their eyes—Black’s glory had ended. The upcoming Dragon Duel? A true noble stage!
“Ladies and gentlemen—the Literary and Martial Duels were thrilling—but tonight’s Dragon Duel will not disappoint!”
Duke Gran was exceptionally excited—Black had brought him too much entertainment.
“For the third contest—you’ll tame a priceless dragon species: the Imperial Winged Dragon!”
As he spoke—attendants wheeled in an exquisite cage made of mithril, engraved with complex sealing runes—glinting coldly in sunlight.
Inside—a golden Imperial Winged Dragon hatchling stood still. Though cat-sized—it radiated suffocating pressure.
Its scales resembled liquid gold—each flowing with mysterious light. Its translucent horns weren’t fully grown—but already exuded royal dignity.
Eyes pure molten gold—vertical pupils like ancient dragon fire burning. Wherever it looked—air froze.
Now—bared fangs, hissing—emitting low growls. This unfamiliar world—human gazes—made it highly alert.
“So it’s truly an Imperial Winged Dragon…”
An elderly dragon scholar trembled to his feet—crystal monocle dropping with a “clink.”
Other nobles gasped repeatedly—leaning forward, eyes wide with disbelief.
“This dragon—even as a hatchling—is worth enough to buy a city!”
The crowd erupted.
Even Princess Alice stood—eyes blazing at the young dragon.
“Mother actually brought out the Imperial Winged Dragon?”
Usually composed—now even she looked rarely passionate.
Clearly—Alice wanted this dragon.
Seeing everyone increasingly excited—Black yawned, unsurprised.
Dragons were humanity’s mortal enemies.
The era of dragon rule was human history’s greatest shame.
Two races—life-or-death foes.
But among the 12 dragon species—one was an exception: Winged Dragons.
Smallest of all dragons—and the only friendly to humans.
Why? Traced back several eras.
Back then—Suzy, one of the Twelve Sages, was a kind, peace-loving woman.
Unlike other sages—she believed war couldn’t solve problems—only coexistence could end hatred.
So she sought harmony between humans and dragons.
She succeeded—but not completely.
Through endless observation of Winged Dragon behavior—she developed spells to suppress their innate bloodlust.
She became the first human accepted by dragons.
Through her influence—all Winged Dragons—except their king—became neutral beings.
They no longer attacked humans—could even be tamed through spirit energy links.
Becoming companions—if they recognized you.
Winged Dragons were powerful—amazing speed, masters of wind magic. Once tamed—they became powerful allies.
And the Imperial Winged Dragon was the strongest of them!
Taming it granted 30% combat power boost.
So Alice and others’ excitement? Understandable.
Unfortunately—taming Winged Dragons—especially Imperial ones—was extremely difficult.
All dragons were inherently proud—Winged Dragons included.
It was said they possessed a special ability: seeing purple aura around people.
The more noble one’s status—the thicker the aura.
The thicker the aura—the more favored they were by dragons.
Thus—royals were naturally dragon-tamers, easily earning recognition.
Empress Elizabeth—when young—tamed a pure-blood Imperial Winged Dragon hatchling.
Now—trained to over Level 80—equivalent to a Dragon-Rank human!
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