Chapter 291 CH 261:CONFRONTATION

War.

It was one of the things, no race, no matter how intelligent, could avoid forever.

They said that peace was only the interval entre two wars.

While floating high under the starry sky, Kiyohime couldn’t but acquiesce with this saying.

She hated war.

From a practical viewpoint, it was a waste of resources.

From a sentimental viewpoint, it was a waste of life.

If at least it was a fight against the force of chaos. She would have fought heartily with no fear nor remorse.

Sadly...Once again...She had to stain her hands with the blood of her family.

“Kiyohime.”

His cap fluttering in the wind, his entire body encased in a black cloak that completely hides his features, Hydra approached Kiyohime, a frown marring his face.

He knew very well how conscientious Kiyohime was, back then he saw the sadness in her eyes while she mercilessly cut down the traitor Marduk and his group.

Most of the dragons were once under the care of Kiyohime and the more talented ones even received her personal guidance for many years.

It wouldn’t be a mistake to say that Kiyohime was more of a mother for all dragons than Tiamat had ever been. Kiyohime knew each of their names and named some of them herself. Unlike Tiamat who rarely cared for any dragons, even if they were her direct children.

This was why, for many, Kiyohime was more than a Lord. She was a sister, a mother, a friend, and a master.

Hydra couldn't even begin to fathom just how heart wrenching it must have been for her to put down the children she personally raised.

Hydra Opened his mouth, intent on asking if it was possible for Welsh to take her place. But one glance from Kiyohime prompted him to close his mouth and sigh.

Those eyes of her...

They were indeed filled with sadness.

They were indeed filled with despondency and regret.

But...There was no hesitation.

“Traitors must die.”

Kiyohime spoke plainly, the chill in her voice enough to freeze the heart of the weak-minded and Hydra did not rebuke her words.

Her eyes were indeed filled with sadness and regret.

But more than anything, they were blazing with rage and a deep feeling of betrayal.

They believed in him and were ready to fight for and with him.

What they didn’t know was that the admirable Fafnir was having a headache dealing with an unexpected intruder.

“I say, little lady, do you really plan to fight with us?”

“Did you forget what I am?”

Isis grinned, “I am not a helpless lady and war is where a necromancer like me, thrives the most. Furthermore...”

“Furthermore?”

“You will need my help. I can feel someone of my kind in that side.”

Fafnir’s eyes narrowed, “A Necromancer?”

“A King ranked Necromancer.”

Isis said with a frown. She could feel the power of a King rank but it seemed diluted. Almost like a candle.

She was sure that it wasn't the main body of the necromancer. Using a fake body was a basic skill for necromancer after all.

Of course, she wasn't about to tell them that.

A groan escaped Fafni’s lip at her words.

Necromancers were true game changers on a large-scale battlefield. There was nothing more depressing than saying those you killed, as well as your own companions, stand back up as undead.

Fafnir also has little experience dealing with them. After all, necromancy did not exist during the Great war. It only appeared after the Necromancer King begin to travel in the astral world and take in disciples.

The few necromancers he had faced were either small fry or crazy bastards who wanted to create bone dragons.

But at the level of a King? An entire legion could be created.

“Very well.”

Fafnir nodded and turned to Nent, “I guess I you will also stay?”

Indeed, Nent had followed Isis outside.

p “Of course.”

Fafnir didn’t argue this time. He may have some doubt about Isis, but Nent was a true veteran powerhouse.

He absolutely had nothing to worry about with her on the field.

He was sure of it.

(AN: Both Fafnir and Drei believe in Nent as an ally. Sadly one of them will end up being disappointed.

This will be the first time I write about such a large scale conflict. Anyone know novels with a big war in them? I could take some inspiration)