After Becoming The Tyrant - Chapter 144

Time seems to slow down suddenly.

One by one, the tail feathers of the long black arrows were still trembling. At the same time, they were nailed into all the vital parts of the black dragon from the beginning to the end. Bang, bang, Bang A series of dull sounds were sent out under the scales of the dragon. After the bone arrow fell into the flesh and blood of the black dragon, the power of terror exploded from the inside out under its scales.

The black dragon roared madly and painfully, almost breaking free from the saber used by the alchemist to fix it.

Dragon scales, pieces of meat and white bone debris mixed together, splashing up, like the air suddenly burst out a piece of scarlet flowers.

The alchemist held the handle of the sabre and lifted it from the ground. At last, the dragon was able to lift its neck, but it only had time to make a long, unwilling and venomous cry to the sky. Then, in the blood fog, the dragon head fell heavily on the ground.

The broken dragon’s wings half closed on the black dragon’s scarred body.

The black dragon’s head was on the side of the ground, and there were only two dark holes left in its originally ferocious eyes, from which blood was gurgling.

It’s dead.

Ancient ferocious Black Knights stand beside the dead black dragon corpses. They either carry a saber or a huge bow. On the armor of thousands of Jin, the dragon’s blood drops, and the blood flows from the chest armor to outline a scarlet rose. The dragon fire on the ground is still burning, and the air is twisted by the heat wave.

On the wall, the soldiers watched the body of the black dragon crawling on the ground. This was the time to cheer, but a kind of inexplicable heaviness and solemnity filled the air, shaking people’s hearts. The long city was silent.

People are watching the flame burning together. In the twisted space of heat wave, those alchemists walking out of hell are silent like monuments engraved with thousands of years.

The horses charged at each other, Eleanor’s black hair rolling in the wind.

The battle has come to the moment of deciding life and death. At the moment when the war horses crisscrossed, both sides tried their best to wield their swords. In the smoke and dust, two bright lights flashed by.

Qiang –

the horse leaped out and dashed forward several meters when it landed. Eleanor’s arc knife tilted to the sky, and the sun set on the tip of her knife, too bright to look directly at.

A drop of blood flew up along the blade and swept to the sky.

Elinor retracts the arc knife. She brushes it with her hand and pushes it into its sheath.

Behind her, the Dragon trainer’s throat was neatly cut, bone was visible in the wound, and blood gushed like a fountain. He fell backward from his horse and fell on the battlefield mixed with blood and mud. His white robe was dyed red in an instant.

The queen with black hair pulled the reins and looked coldly ahead.

At the moment when the black dragon neighs, the director of the Justice Bureau withdraws from the battle with the Koya Archer leader. At this time, he led the remnant soldiers to pull the horse back. With bows and arrows, Keya’s archers rode to Elinor’s back, waiting for her order to pursue or return to the city.

Elinor looked at the direction of the director of justice’s retreat and rode to the gate.

The Koya shooters followed her.

In front of the gate, on the wall, I fell into the strange solemnity and silence. When the horse’s hooves came, the soldiers woke up from their dreams and cheered loudly: “God bless Legrand! God bless Legrand

The king’s flag was rattled by the wind.

The gate opened, and count gray led his sons and soldiers to welcome Eleanor and her people, as well as the ferocious and terrible alchemists.

A group of boys and girls ran out of the crowd, holding a large bunch of flowers in their hands, dedicated them to the hero who protected the city. A blonde girl stood on tiptoe, trying to hold up her wreath.

She was very nervous and her cheeks were red.

Eleanor leaned down and asked her to garland herself: “thank you.”

“Can I give them flowers, too?”

The little girl summoned up her courage and asked.

She looked at the killing alchemists. They were wearing ferocious armor. The pale skeletons formed a terrible contrast with the black armor. People revere and fear to stay far away from them, and they only stand under the wall, silent as statues. Eleanor looked back at the alchemist stationed under the wall, and she smiled.

“Sure, go ahead, girl.”

The blonde girl with an apple like face walked towards the tall alchemy knights with flowers.

The crowd quieted down and everyone watched what was happening.

The innocent and brilliant little girl stood in front of the beast like Skeleton Knight, stood on tiptoe and gently put the flowers on the plate armor of the war horse. It was like she was giving candy to her younger sister and brother, childishly and patiently dividing the bouquet, and a cavalry sent it down one by one.

The Skeleton Knight did not move.

The sky light fell on the girl and the cavalry. The blood on the black armor was still dripping on the ground. However, the flowers had been planted on the armor.

Girls, knights, swords, flowers.

In the silence, someone came out from both sides of the street to meet the alchemists. There are more and more people. Some people play the organ and sing the song of victory.Eleanor took the reins and watched the scene quietly.

Flesh and blood in the air and smoke for a long time, but there are always flowers and sunshine.

She chuckled and pulled the horse forward.

Why do Knights fight? Why is the spirit willing to sleep in the long night?

Because the world is so cold and warm.

………………

During this period, too many unexpected things happened in Legrand. The legendary dragon can appear on the earth again. It is not unacceptable for Queen Elinor, who announced her death more than ten years ago, to reappear. Compared with these, more importantly, overnight, people remember the old legend again.

A long time ago, the Dragon hovered on the earth, and the Dragon killers slaughtered the dragon. They built an ancient country on the land where the Dragon buried its bones. That country is called “Legrand”.

Legends have become great deeds today.

Within a few days, the story of dragon slayer and Dragon Slayer spread all over the land of Legrand.

The majesty of the royal family reached an unprecedented height at this time. In the streets of Legrand, you can see people holding high the banner of depicting Knights killing dragons anytime and anywhere. In the tavern, people have a new boast –

“I’ve seen the black dragon with my own eyes!”

“What’s the point! I’ve seen the alchemists

“My God, they are at least as high as the city gate, and the lance they carry is like the spears of ancient giants hunting mammoths, but it’s much better than those.”

“The moment queen Eleanor appeared on the horizon, I bet there was no more beautiful lady in the world than her.”

……

Nothing can stimulate the morale and unity of a nation better than this romantic heroic legend. In particular, people in central and Eastern Legrand have experienced the horror of the black dragon. People need a spiritual sustenance in fear and turbulence.

In the past, this sustenance was the holy court symbolized by the cross, but now it is replaced by the alchemist and queen Elinor who saved them from the mouth of the black dragon.

The news was conveyed to the king by the general manager of the house.

The king stood at the window and opened the letter from Queen Elinor. In the letter, she told the king in detail about the strength of the alchemist after awakening. The king and the Empress Dowager once discussed that the alchemists could keep a little consciousness, but from the present results unfortunately.

The alchemists are cruel enough to themselves, their remaining “consciousness” is only the wisdom of fighting, and there is nothing else left.

The king looked at the scene in his mother’s letter that people presented flowers for the alchemists, and he remembered the last words he had read.

After a thousand years, the alchemists wake up and continue to guard their world.

“The director of justice has gathered the rebels and retreated to the city of helid.” The housekeeper updated the king.

The king nodded slightly. He put down his mother’s letter: “the meeting is over.”

He was calm and defiant.

The housekeeper retired with the secret order that the king had written. At the moment when the black dragon fell, the second war in the territory of Legrand had quietly begun. It was another war completely different from the rebellion of count pritany, and its smoke was invisible.

This is a propaganda war.

Soon, a letter written by more than a dozen famous Legrand poets spread quickly –

open letter to all Legrand empire.

“…… Legrand is incomparable anywhere in the world. In this land, there are dense forests, winding rivers and vast pastures. The warriors here, they are free and brilliant.

I don’t want to see her reduced to a second Blanche.

I don’t want to see our wives, daughters and sisters in a state of constant anxiety, the shadow of the scaffold hanging over their heads.

I don’t want to see our blood and sweat fall into that ridiculous iron box, and the frivolity of the atonement certificate mocks our hunger and cold.

I don’t want to see our faith fall into battle again and again, and the name of heresy is sung by fat people.

I don’t want to see… ”

Koya’s bards are all over every county of Legrand. They play the organ in pubs and streets, playing a sad melody. In that melody, they sing to everyone over and over again in a husky or clear voice.

If this war, Legrand loses. Then their brick walls will be overthrown, and every inch of the land where the flower of freedom once bloomed will be covered by the Holy Spirit, the holy remains and the cross.

In the minstrel’s organ and song, the citizens took to the streets, and an unprecedented co branding began.

The object of a petition is no longer the king, but the parliament.

The people of Legrand asked the parliament to approve the king’s “wartime Emergency Act”, asked the parliament to give all Knights the responsibility and honor to fight with guns, and asked the parliament to give their warriors a safe battlefield.The Legrand of the Legrand people, the Legrand of the land of freedom.

There’s no other such Legrand in the world.