Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Extra! Extra! His Majesty Cassius wakes up!"

"The demons are about to invade Anzetta! Marshal Doro announces war mobilization!"

"The Prime Minister made an important instruction: Demon is the biggest enemy of the empire at this stage, and it must be completely eliminated to maintain the order of the empire!"

"The invincible and supreme His Majesty Cassius is about to hold a military parade on the outskirts of Istalia!"

The newsboy was running around hawking on the streets. From time to time, upper-class people in suits and ties would stop him and buy the latest copy of "Kingdom Daily".

This issue of "Empire Daily" sold very well because there was an extremely shocking picture printed on the cover:

Ignoring his injured ears, the ogre, surrounded by the guards, raised his scepter high and pointed at the demon outside the painting, seemingly roaring.

The flag of the Ember Empire fluttered behind it.

There was a commotion in the Emperor's Square, and people crowded in front of the notice board, discussing the recent major events in the empire.

"These bugs from the abyss are so arrogant!"

"War is going to be declared!"

"Great, my uncle died in a demon attack, and I can finally avenge him!"

"Your Majesty is awake and everything is back to normal! We will definitely win!"

Unlike the people in normal countries, the people in the empire did not have much fear about the devil's attack. Instead, they felt particularly happy and excited.

They had long been resentful of the demon's attack. Even half a year ago, some people had launched the slogan "Counterattack the Abyss," which received support from many people.

Years of victorious wars have convinced the people of the empire that the Ember Empire is invincible and that the great Red Dragon Emperor is omnipotent.

This has been deeply engraved in their minds and is difficult to erase. In other words, it has formed a "thought stamp."

For ordinary countries, war means high taxes, cruel battlefields, and miserable lives.

But for the people of the empire who live in a war machine, war can actually make business better, increase job opportunities, and bring about rapid promotion channels.

This is something where opportunities and risks coexist. The people of the empire are never afraid of war, and are even willing to do so.

The "conquerors" of the empire even marched in the streets in high spirits, singing the newly composed "Song of Killing All the Demons" at the top of their lungs.

"We're going to kill all those demons!"

"We're going to peel off their dirty skins and make them into insoles!"

"We're going to make their horns into pendants!"

In fact, this song is still to the tune of "Song of the Conquest of the South," except that the word "southerner" in the lyrics has been changed to "devil."

"We will let the imperial flag fly over the abyss."

"Let the flames evaporate the blood pool!"

The singing continued, and the sound became more and more passionate. The conquistadors sang particularly vigorously, causing passers-by to give way.

On the side of the road, a middle-aged man who looked gentle and elegant turned his head sideways, his eyes full of surprise.

"Genesis, have you seen it? The people of this country have this attitude towards demons? Have they been brainwashed by that emperor?"

Genesis looked helpless and lowered her voice and said: "This is the Burning Ember Empire, Aderoville.

Also, don't make any comments about the Emperor, he can hear them as long as you are within the Empire's borders. "

Having said this, Janesis subconsciously covered her chest, and the mark of the flame seemed to be aching.

"Jenesis, you are a little too nervous. That red dragon is not a god."

Adrovell didn't pay much attention to Janesis's warning, but just looked around curiously.

But soon, he found that he was speechless - it turned out that Janexis had cast the [Silence Spell] on him.

This middle-aged man's name is Adrovell Myhrvold, a mature silver dragon in human form and the cousin of Janesis.

He is also the strong reinforcement sent by Myhrvold this time, and is called the "Scale of Guards" by the people of Fianso Continent.

This mature silver dragon has lived for more than 380 years and is about to enter its old age.

He has been active on the front line against demonic invasion all year round, and is extremely powerful, not even inferior to most extremely old silver dragons.

"We want the devil to be terrified when he hears our name."

The songs of the "conquerors" echoed in the streets, and the imperial crowd on the road became angry and cursed the devil.

"It's incredible."

Adroville couldn't help but sigh.

Over the past three hundred years, he has traveled to many countries that have been invaded by demons. People in various countries are basically extremely fearful and frightened towards demons, and do not dare to resist.

Even in the Fadland Empire, which was the most martial and virtuous he had ever seen, the people at the bottom were somewhat frightened by the attacks of demons.

But in the Ember Empire, for the first time, he felt these emotions from the people who were about to be invaded by demons - joy, anticipation, and pleasure.

Are they really humanoid?

Are the citizens of this country all red dragons wearing human skin?

Seeing the angry scenes in the city and listening to those discussing how to kill the demon, Adrovell couldn't help but have such questions in his mind.

Jenny Heath reminded: "Let's go, Adroville, the military parade is about to begin."

Adroville said: "After seeing these crazy people, I would like to see what their army looks like."

But at this time, Janexis was absent-minded and in a trance.

Since the notice said that the emperor would personally attend the military parade, the Red Dragon Emperor should also appear.

For some reason, the huge and majestic figure appeared in her mind again.

In an exquisite small building in the inner city of Istalia.

George placed three gold nars in front of the altar with a red dragon statue, clasped his hands together, and prayed in a low voice.

"Invincible Cassius."

"I hope you will bless me to win the demon war and gain military merit."

He opened his eyes and turned to look at the "Empire Daily" on the table, with determination in his eyes.

"New war, new opportunities."

"Whether you can become a senior officer in the battle to conquer the south and be promoted to a real big man depends on this battle."

George adjusted the collar of his military uniform in front of the mirror, and fixed the lieutenant colonel's epaulettes on the shoulder straps with rivets, and then put on his military cap.

He looked at himself in the mirror, looking dignified and imposing, and then pushed open the door.

"Wooo--"

The whistle sounded, and the soldiers were about to be carried to the military exercise ground on the outskirts of Istalia.

After the military parade, they would be sent to the southern part of Anzeta, to the southern military strongholds such as Blackstone Castle, and face the demon army heading north from Anstica on the front line.

The flames of war were about to be reignited. (End of this chapter)