The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 1039 - 1036 Moth to a Flame
Chapter 1039: Chapter 1036: Moth to a Flame
Chapter 1039 -1036: Moth to a Flame
Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong!
When the clock atop Flame City’s administrative building struck six times, it signaled the arrival of the New Year festival, and thus the year 156 of the Sapphire Calendar became the past as 157 officially commenced.
Having returned from an inspection of the Sun Moon Star Palace, Li Si Te stood on the balcony of Flame Castle, gazing at the starry night sky. Soon after, countless magical fireworks shot into the sky from Flame City, from surrounding towns, and even from the castle itself, the magic power transforming into fireworks gleaming in myriad hues.
Blossoms of light unfurled in the night sky, bringing the atmosphere of the festival to a crescendo.
“It’s a pity that this year there are no unknown rewards provided by the Smoke Mission. I always feel like something is missing and it’s quite unsettling,” he shook his head.
He called forth the Smoke Mission.
The content of the mission remained the same: “Mission: The two hundred and second time of destiny’s choice, guiding and predicting over and over, you have grown from a minor rural landlord to a sovereign of a nation. As the Flame Kingdom is on the brink of establishment, perhaps it’s time to consider some deeper questions. Please touch the barrier. Reward: The favor of destiny.”
Touching the barrier.
That was a formidable dilemma.
He had been pondering this matter for nearly half a year, continuously refining his cultivation methods with the Fire Dragon Leo, who had already received the Mind Branding, trying out various beneficial Dou Qi and magic power circulation systems. He was still unable to touch the barrier, not even grasping the slightest clue.
Among the other dragons, the Mind Branding within the Formless Dragon Bard’s consciousness was already becoming clearer and would soon be fully branded.
The Grey Iron Dragon Ornn and the Mountain Copper Dragon Mata had also begun to show a vague shadow of the brand, but these two dragons offered him only a mediocre sensation, and their cultivation speed was considerably slow.
The Aluminum Dragon Connor and Water Dragon Walter had yet to show signs of branding.
As for the Bone Dragon Vinnie, it was not a complete dragon and thus did not possess a Mind Branding.
As for the Light Green Gem Dragon Ethan, which had been previously branded with the Mind Branding, it had become Emily’s mount, and Li Si Te had not continued to cultivate with it. His relationship with Ethan was strange; essentially, Ethan was his dragon, yet the knight was Emily, equivalent to a dragon with feet in two boats.
As long as Li Si Te wished, he could take over Ethan at any time by relying on the Mind Branding, but normally he actively blocked the Mind Connection with Ethan.
Just like the First Dragon Knight had died long ago, merely relying on the Mind Branding to suppress the dragon’s will, leaving everything else to be handled by Emily.
“I’ve been cultivating with Leo for a long time without any clue about the barrier, and I suppose this isn’t something that can be discovered by just biding time… Otherwise, since the establishment of the knight system, many astonishing Dragon Knights would surely have broken the barrier and achieved greatness.”
In fact, Completion-term Dragon Knights represented the peak; there was no existence beyond Dragon Knights.
The situation in the Neverfall Empire and Blue Dragon Empire was unknown, but for the Dragon Knights of the Kushan Empire, Li Si Te had already learned through Lerald·Truth that there was nobody stronger than a Dragon Knight. Even Emperor Jupiter, as a Dark Dragon Knight, was the strongest Dragon Knight of the Kushan Empire.
“Now all that’s left is to wait for Ach to catch an inspiration, to decipher the information of the barrier.”
“If Ach also fails to decipher it, the only thing I could look forward to is Bard, to take another look at that Dragon of the Magic Web which has broken through the barrier.”
As his thoughts drifted, he heard someone calling him, “Your Majesty, what are you contemplating?”
Li Si Te came back to his senses and saw that it was Paris who had followed him to the balcony. During the festival season, he had become accustomed to inviting some close followers who were single and without families to join him at Flame Castle to celebrate. It wasn’t restricted to men or women, but the closer male followers all had their own families.
Paris, Emily, Chris Truth, Kenley Truth, Mary Dawnbreak, and a few other women were still single and without relatives—Paris had a sister named Maggie, who had been adopted back in Fresh Flower Town.
So Paris was still spending the New Year at Flame Castle.
The former Black Dragon Childe had now become a Great Light Magic Swordsman with the title of Earl.
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Her cultivation system was quite interesting, most of it brand new, derived by the “Light Magic Swordsman” project team specially established by the Magic Guild. The Light Magic Swordsman project team was part of the “Dragon Magic Warrior Laboratory,” which spearheaded the development of cultivation systems such as Light Magic Swordsman, Fire Paladin, and Shadow Incarnation.
The development for Shadow Incarnation only began after the capture of the King of Shadows, Louis Shadow, with the intention of using Louis as a breakthrough, though it all ended up for naught.
Therefore, the Dragon Magic Warrior Laboratory still had to refer to the path Paris had taken in her cultivation in order to establish subsequent training systems.
“Thinking about the future,” Liszt said with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.
The magic fireworks in the sky had thinned out now, only the magicians from the Mage Tower in the distance were still tirelessly playing with their magic fireworks.
“The future, huh…” Paris gathered a stray lock of hair that had fallen by her ear and sighed deeply.
Today, she had not worn her favorite leather armor or the Flack·Abbieye that represented her noble title. Instead, she put on a lady’s dress that noble ladies favored, with a loose skirt, slender waist, and pleated neckline that perfectly exposed her beautiful collarbone.
Her originally valiant and heroic style was replaced by the delicacy and sensuality of a woman, every move filled with alluring temptation.
“Why the sigh?” Liszt asked.
Paris smiled faintly, “Perhaps it’s because I’m getting older. The festival has just passed, and I’m already twenty-four years old. I’ve been following Your Majesty for five years now.”
“Five years, huh, well, I turned twenty-two this year.”
He had come to this world at the age of sixteen after his coming-of-age ceremony which happened in March of the Sapphire Calendar Year 151. Then in December, he met Paris. Indeed, it had been five full years since he got to know Paris, and in three more months, it would be six years since his arrival. Indeed, so much had changed in these six years.
“Many twenty-two-year-old Knights might be just an Earth Knight, yet Your Majesty has become the king of a nation, a great Dragon Knight from scratch. The greatest fortune in Paris’s life is to have followed Your Majesty,” she did not hide the admiration and love in her eyes.
Such a heroic figure, it would be hard for any woman to conceal such feelings.
Liszt enjoyed the admiration in those eyes and warmly responded, “Meeting you was my fortune as well, Paris. The memories of Fresh Flower Town often resurface in my mind.”
“Do you really feel fortunate to have met Paris?”
“Of course.”
Paris’s breathing became somewhat labored, and her eyes, brimming with intense emotions, seemed as though they might start dripping water. It took her a while to calm down slightly, “I truly wish you did not feel fortunate, for your fortune makes it hard for me to restrain myself.”
Liszt raised an eyebrow, “Why do you say that?”
Paris looked up and met Liszt’s gaze, “I once hid my affection for Your Majesty deep in my heart, but it still jumps out from time to time. My reason tells me I shouldn’t have any hopes, but my emotions are like a moth that, even knowing the flame, still desperately throws itself into it.”
This was a daring confession, and the first time she had voiced her feelings.
Liszt was somewhat taken aback, but after all his years in high society, he simply extended his hand to lift Paris’s chin. Her height of 175 centimeters was rather outstanding among women, but it was nothing in front of his 190 centimeters, “Are you ready to be the moth to a flame?”
