Black Dragon Code

Kelendo Statham stood on the deck, a gust of wind blowing from the sea, warm, moist and salty, the air seemed to sink with the clouds, the rising sun was looming in the clouds, occasionally seabirds swooped over the fleet However, leaving a few straight smoke trails.

While enjoying the sea breeze, he conceived a dissertation in his mind, entitled Report on the Crude Manners and Cruelty of the Savage Natives of Veloster.

[These dark-bodied natives are ignorant, ill-tempered, ill-mannered, pungent, tall and scantily clad, and will never allow kind, generous, gentle people to approach. Courtesy annoys them, kindness infuriates them, and any act of reason can only win their thunderous wrath. To outsiders, they are like a honey-stealing black bear who finds a bee flying into its...]

Mr. Captain. A sailor reminded in a low voice.

[They mainly rely on expressions, pictures and dancing to communicate with the outside world, among these ways, the latter is often the easiest to understand. Although we found in our investigation that there should be some kind of language among these indigenous people, in fact...]

Mr. Captain. The sailor's voice became louder, covering the waves, sea breeze and roar of the boiler, We are about to enter the port!

Kelendo recovered from his contemplation, looked up and looked ahead, the sea was still endless, but he could feel that the blue sea on both sides was becoming narrower, and under the distant sky, he seemed to see some dark shadows .

There are many signs that they are returning to Elradia, such as the reappearance of the spellcaster's ability, the return of magical communication between warships, and the restoration of His Royal Highness Blackia's spirits, etc. As early as a month ago, they Contact was restored with Imperial West Coast Headquarters, and ground forces have since continued to provide communications guidance support.

According to estimates based on the charts, weather, and speed shared by both parties, the Ocean Fleet of the Empire's Grip can successfully arrive at the west coast naval port before sunset.

In the next hour, many sailors and crew members boarded the deck and looked forward to it. Blacksia also rose to the sky from time to time. Her condition did not look good. But unexpectedly good.

After entering Veloster in the second half of the voyage, she lost most of her strength and dived into the cold and damp bottom of the hull to sleep. It was only halfway through the return journey that the exuberant magic power in her body became active again, and Blackia gradually regained her confidence. Now, The excitement and eagerness of returning home captured this little female dragon, and she couldn't wait to see Caesar, Gallon, Angramo and her new city.

Krondo was also inspired by the gradual approach to the coast of the Northland, and he had already added several pages to the thesis conceived in his mind.

He had to describe those Veloster natives in as much detail as possible, and at the same time not be afraid to smear them with the greatest malice, so that the royal court would believe that building a friendly relationship with the Veloster natives was just empty talk, and they would devote their energies to conquest by force. Take this to further expand the Imperial fleet.

To make such a decision, there is Kelendo's roughly correct judgment, and there is also a secret selfishness behind it.

As the commander-in-chief of the ocean-going fleet, he is of course happy to see the continuous expansion of the Black Wing Empire's sea power. The pursuit of strength, wealth, power and status is only one of the goals. The expected scenario, monopolizing the sea supremacy of Elradia is also the lifelong goal of every navigator. If there is an opportunity, of course he will spare no effort to fight for it.

Moreover, in his opinion, he did not exaggerate. Those Veloster natives who are keen on tribal warfare and headhunting and cannibalism are indeed not human beings. In the description of his paper, the pronouns used to describe those damned guys are always they.

Woo--

The crew members heard the humming from a distance, looked curiously in that direction, pointed, and talked excitedly with each other. It was the voice of the main ship of the Northern Dawn Fleet. As the main battleship finally delivered to the navy, the northern Dawn is larger than the Empire's Grip and Dragon's Breath, and is also equipped with a more complex weapon system and a better cruise system. Its area of ​​responsibility is the empire's offshore waters, and it shoulders the important task of protecting the entire northern empire.

The painting of the morning light in the north is clear white, looking from a distance, it looks like a sacred island across the sea.

They are almost here!

The ocean-going fleet quickly dispersed and began to slow down. The scout ships, frigates, and supply ships all pulled their speeds to the minimum speed limit, and formed a longitudinal queue to let the Imperial Grip take the lead. They wanted their main ship to go first. Enter a west coast port. This is an honor and a symbol.

On the other side, the ground personnel in the dock were making the final preparations. When they saw the huge body of the ocean-going main ship appear within sight, the technicians began to shout loudly, and the gates creaked on the gears and hinges. The middle was opened, and twelve feeders left the dock at full speed.

They surround the Grasp of the Empire, helping the big guy control the speed and correct the final course.

There is no sound at the port. Isn’t this the bustling west coast port that people know, but another west coast—the heavily guarded military port of the empire. The imagined scenes of people lining up to welcome, bathing in flowers and cheering do not exist here. However, there are only dedicated staff and solemn-looking troops at the port, but some officials have preserved the scene of the empire's arrival at the port with recording crystals for later announcement.

Krondo came out of the cabin, led the crew and sailors down the escalator in an orderly manner, and boarded the shuttle boat. In the other direction, many workers, wild boars, red lotus goblins, and humans belonging to the dockyard immediately boarded the empire. They are responsible for unloading some unnecessary materials and cargo on the warship, and conducting a three-month inspection, maintenance and repair work on the entire ocean-going fleet.

After being transferred by a barge, Kelendo Statham finally set foot on the solid and heavy land. He took a deep breath, and the familiar dry and hot atmosphere of the Northland permeated his heart with his breath. This time it was full of intimacy and joy, and Kelendo, who returned to the Northland, had many things to do.

But before that, he had to complete one thing first: meet the Emperor of the Empire.

The teleportation circle was ready and went directly to the Black Wing Royal Court. Kelendor had never enjoyed such treatment before, and his expression was a bit unnatural.

To be honest, it’s impossible not to be nervous. He doesn’t believe it himself. The Black Dragon Emperor is the supreme ruler of the entire northern empire, and one of the most powerful and extraordinary existences in Elradia. He is majestic, powerful, mysterious, and cruel... A single adjective is hard to describe, and countless legends use the name of Targaryen as a gimmick and origin to praise the continent. Mortals can only glimpse the inadvertently revealed scales and half claws from the mist, and just this little detail is enough to make them Terrified, unable to sleep all night.

That is the king of dragons who controls life and death, power and strength.

In addition, Krondo did not forget that Blackia was angered by the decision-making of the sea monster Prodolk, which finally attracted the attention of His Majesty the Emperor. At that time, the Black Dragon Emperor didn't say anything, but few people could understand the Black Dragon Emperor's true thoughts. Kelendo probably guessed that it was because they were carrying out a mission, and His Majesty was unwilling to intervene. Now if the royal court intends to liquidate, he There is no way to escape punishment.

The Empire is with me.

Kelendo looked at his instrument, sorted out the thoughts in his mind, took a deep breath, and finally stepped into the teleportation circle.