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Translator: FusionX
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The news of the Royal Knights’ victory sent shockwaves through the Alliance.
It was only natural.
They had deemed the Royal Knights expendable and cut off all support.
Now, they were paying the price.
The Royal Knights were currently protecting only three nations: the Dwarf Kingdom, the Human Kingdom, and the 12 Tribes.
This was because these three were the only ones who had provided support.
It hadn’t been a problem before.
Monsters, though a nuisance, could be dealt with by mobilizing national resources.
Even lower-ranking demons could be subdued with some effort.
However, the real problem lay with the Blood Demons and True Demons that followed.
Unlike the lowly demons, Blood Demons and True Demons possessed formidable power.
Countless races and nations had been destroyed or absorbed, unable to withstand even a single Blood Demon.
Yet, the Royal Knights had just repelled a True Demon.
Naturally, the Royal Knights’ reputation soared.
If Blood Demons and True Demons invaded, the other races wouldn’t be protected without the Royal Knights.
A shift even occurred among the races themselves.
The Dwarf Kingdom and the 12 Tribes initiated peace talks and signed an agreement.
A fact everyone seemed to have forgotten...
Dwarves and beastmen had a notoriously bad relationship, even engaging in territorial disputes.
But with the Royal Knights’ mediation, they had reached a peace agreement and signed multiple treaties.
“The beastmen and dwarves have joined forces?”
“Damn it... this puts us in a difficult position.”
“We need to negotiate with the dwarves right now...”
The dwarves and beastmen’s alliance wasn’t just an isolated incident.
It was a disaster for those who had exploited their rivalry for their own gain.
With the Human Kingdom joining the alliance, a new power bloc, led by the three nations and the Royal Knights, had emerged within the Alliance.
The first to react was the Human Kingdom.
Using his position as the Royal Knights’ patron, the king persuaded other races and secured advantages for himself.
The demons, having suffered significant losses, were unlikely to make any immediate moves, but the Alliance, unaware of this, feared imminent action.
The king exploited this fear.
Thanks to his shrewd maneuvering, the Human Kingdom reaped benefits that far exceeded its investment in the Royal Knights.
Like it or not, change was coming.
Two races, once sworn enemies, had reconciled.
Other races, sensing the shift, started to adapt.
The intricate web of relationships, built over centuries, began to transform.
And it was undeniable that the Royal Knights and their new commander were at the center of it all.
The commander, who had rebuilt the Royal Knights in just one year and proven their strength...
“Perhaps the king knew what he was doing when he recommended him as commander.”
“Investigate the Royal Knights’ commander immediately!”
“We need to bring him to our side, by any means necessary!”
Now, the other races were scrambling to improve their relations with the Royal Knights and gather information on the commander.
It was only natural.
The king, who had foreseen this, wouldn’t have missed such an opportunity but the real challenge lay in the next steps.
Not everyone would accept the commander.
“Right, you’re a dragon.”
Yuren nodded.
Though her heart had ruptured and she almost died, the fact that she didn’t die instantly from a broken heart proved the dragon’s resilience.
Moreover, the Dragon Heart, the source of her power, was slowly healing.
Perhaps in a few years, she would naturally regain the strength of her prime.
But no one questioned it.
After all, she was a dragon.
The strongest race on earth, known as the Benevolent Race.
That was what dragons were.
Compared to them, humans were infinitely fragile.
Even a small wound could be fatal if left untreated.
Under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t understand each other.
But even so, Yuren wanted to know more about this human, this commander.
After much deliberation, Yuren finally voiced the question that had been on her mind.
“Y-You can go back now. It’s fine.”
It wasn’t what she truly felt.
She wanted him to stay a little longer but she desperately hid her true feelings.
She was ashamed, but there was something she wanted to hear directly from him.
“Hmm? Seems like you’re doing better than I thought.”
“What do you mean?”
“I was just worried.”
“Worried... worried.”
This human, so much weaker than her, was worried about her.
Some dragons might feel offended, but Yuren didn’t.
Instead, she felt a warmth emanating from those words.
A feeling as if he were embracing her.
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Was it the warmth of the teacup in her hand?
Yuren couldn’t tell.
“There you are.”
“Cluna?!”
“...”
“You need to rest. Come, let’s go back.”
Their happiness was short-lived.
Cluna appeared, glaring at the commander.
If Yuren had been her usual self, she would have let the commander go.
That was how dragons were.
They could afford to be endlessly generous.
They would eventually regain what they lost as time passed but for some reason, Yuren found herself saying,
“Didn’t the commander say he didn’t want to go?”
She didn’t want to give him to anyone else this time.
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