Novel Catchup
Chapter 390 Dragon Empire
BOOM!!!
Sir Garrett shot into the air, hovering above Azazel.
The Onlookers all created a distance from the two, watching from afar.
"Let's see if you're capable of withstanding my attack."
He opened his mouth, and released a torrent of flames down on Azazel.
BOOM!!
"Did he won?"
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"The Commander is the strongest after the Empress, and Princess, so of course he'll win."
"I hope so... Because if he loses, it means the Humans got such a powerful young man, and hid him well."
"Hid him well? Are you saying the humans held our Prince all this while?"
"No, when did I say that?!"
"Shut up, these guys aren't from our world... The Empress and the Princess have been trying how to travel, but always fail... Can't your tiny brains tell you they're aliens?"
"Really? That means they are humans in other worlds?"
The guy just shook his head, not answering the soldier.
"Do you expect to fight my Ruler with such weak attacks?"
"Huh?"
Sir Garrett was stunned, watching as Azazel walked out from the flames, his black Armor more radiant that before.
"You desperately want to see Power, then I'll show you."
Azazel stretched out his hand towards the huge Dragon, and the next moment, dark clouds formed above him.
"Uh?!!"
Sir Garrett looked up at the clouds, and before he could do anything, more than ten lightning dropped from the clouds, colliding on his back.
Pifff!!
Sir Garrett spurted out a mouthful of blood. He fell from the sky, as more than five lightnings accurately struck his wings.
Everyone watched in dumbfounded silence, as Sir Garrett fell from the sky, before he could collide on the ground, a force held him, and slowly placed him down.
Michael smiled.
Sir Garrett transformed back into his human appearance; His skin covered in bruises, and he wasn't looking good.
"Sir Garrett?"
Annabelle walked up to the injured Sir Garrett and got down her knees, observing his injuries.
A frown appeared on her face, seeing dark smokes on each cut.
"This... This is blocking your healing Ability, you can't heal yourself."
"Not only that, No one apart from me, or Azazel can heal him, that's the Powers of my Commanders, No one can heal from their attacks."
"This... Cough!!" Sir Garrett coughed up more blood.
"And slowly, but surely, you'll bleed to death... How did I put it? Yes! A slow and painful death."
Annabelle stared at Michael and Azazel in horror, then turned to her Brother.
"Drakon, you have to help him, he's our Commander, if he dies, our forces' strength will be greatly reduced... We need him."
Drakon stared at Sir Garrett for some seconds, and opened his mouth, his voice calm as ever:
"He insulted my Partner, and master, he should first apologize... Sir Garrett, I know you are looking out for me, but I'm standing here today because of my Partner, My strengths, everything I have is given by him, so for me to forgive you; you have to apologize."
Upon hearing Drakon, Michael and his group smiled.
Sir Garrett nodded, and with Annabelle's help, he stood up from the ground, and walked towards Michael.
Sir Garrett and the Princess stopped before Michael, and bowed their heads.
"My apologies for looking down on such a powerful Human, please forgive me." Sir Garrett said with sincerity.
Michael smiled, and tapped Garrett's right shoulder:
"I understand, I would have done the same... But, I'm here to help, not cause harm."
With that said, he walked past Sir Garrett and the Princess, heading towards Josephine.
"Huh?"
Sir Garrett looked at his hands, and body which was healing with ten times more speed, and in less than a second, all his injuries were gone.
"This?" He was stunned.
"My Ruler forgave you, so I also did."
Azazel sheathed back his sword, and disappeared from sight.
"....."
The two were stunned.
Michael walked towards the Empress
"Empress."
He gave a low bow.
"Thank you so much for bringing my Son back, and taking good care of him. You can ask for anything, and I'll do my utmost best to give you."
Michael raised an eyebrow at her.
"I didn't bring Drakon back to remain here." He said.
"Really?"
Josephine turned to Drakon, who sheepishly smiled at her... With a confused gaze, she turned back to Michael.
"I don't get."
"Not only your world is facing this situation, all the worlds are... And I can't do it without Drakon, If we're done restoring order, he'll return to you."
"Isn't that dangerous?" She asked, her tone laced with Worries.
"This isn't the right place to talk about this."
"Oh! How forgetful are we, you're our guests, and we kept you outside, even fought you... Please, come inside, let's show you our hospitality." Josephine said with a smile.
She held Drakon's hand, and said with a motherly smile: "Come on, Dear."
With that, they all walked inside.
"This end easier and quicker than expected." Tyson whispered to Jennifer.
"Yeah, that Dragon bond thing really helped... Or else, we'll have to answer a lot of questions." Jennifer replied in mild relief.
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[Dragon Empire.]
The Dragon Empire was the biggest kingdom in whole Draconian, holding one-third of the land.
But after the war, and Raynard took over the throne, the dragons have attacked more races' kingdoms, cities, and even Villages, killing, destroying and taking slaves... This made the Dragon Empire more-stronger than ever, with Hundreds of thousands of soldiers, all Dragons.
At the moment, a man with Ivory skin, and red eyes sat on his throne, his long silver hair cascaded his back like an endless waterfall.
Before him were a group of naked women, from the elves, humans, and even witches... All trembling on their knees, heads lowered.
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He moved his intense gaze on their bodies, and grinned setting his eyes on a beautiful witch... Before he could command her to move towards him, the door flew opened, and a woman walked inside.
"Can't you knock, Sister?!!" He yelled in anger.
The Sister, a young lady with long blonde hair, watched the kneeling women with a cold gaze, and looked up at her elder brother;
"We got news."