Chapter 411: Race to the Dragon Throne part-6
"What did you say?" Reuben was taken aback a bit when he heard of a suggestion of a separate kingdom.
Frost didn't hold back in showing off his otherworldly knowledge, "you know that I like to bury myself in the library very often. I once read a book about the outside world of humans. It says about a concept of an Empire which is divided into several smaller kingdoms ruled by kings.
And above them sits the Emperor on Imperial throne who will not interfere in how his vassals will rule their respective kingdoms and in return, they will pay taxes to the palace in time on behalf of their people.
You can say the kings of these smaller kingdoms are above Dragonlords and below the Emperor. Usually, I won't recommend such an option as it is almost the same as giving a share of your power to someone else but all of us are siblings from the same mother and father. Why do we have to kill each other for the throne when there's a solution?"
Reuben, despite how hard and disciplined he looks from the outside, he was sensible inside and is also soft towards his younger siblings. But then again, he can't trust a Black Dragon either as every such kind always and only possesses nothing but bad traits.
"What guarantee is that Iamrar will rebel against me later? Even after our Father returned, he still rebelled. If he'll be permitted to build an army, one day he will try to attack other kingdoms and maybe, even against the palace." Reuben told his younger brother about a flaw in his suggestion.
Frost inwardly smiled upon hearing it as this question implies that his eldest brother thinks it's not a bad idea. He answered, "Then, once the ruler of this world is decided, the Elder Dragons will take an oath in presence of Divine Dragon that they will forever be loyal to the throne.
But instead, the ruler must give a kingdom to each of his siblings. That means the Dragon Empire will have to be divided into six kingdoms. If you agree with me, then, we'll make a temporary truce and settle between ourselves by one on one after acquiring the crown and the staff. What do you say, Eldest Brother?"
As Reuben went into deep thinking, Frost waited in silence.
After analyzing the pros and cons, Reuben finally gave a nod, "I think it is for the best if to keep peace in the family."
A rare smile appeared on Frost, "Good. Then, we can proceed into the deeper region. If we consider what we have faced so far, I bet the next region will not be even as big as training grounds but will have strong level-400 creatures for sure.
Even level-500 creatures can't be ruled out of the possibility. So, it's best if we fight together too. With three Elder Dragons, you, me, Brother Iamrar, and other Dragonlords, we can clear the field without much difficulty."
"Yeah, I completely agree with you." Reuben patted Frost's shoulder.
The second prince immediately protested, "Wait a second. Why are two discussing among yourselves without asking my opinion whether I agree to this proposal or not? I can accept Eldest Brother as the King or Emperor or whatever but I will not give away Rayrgen. He serves me."
"Milord…" The Elder Dragon tried to open his eyes to the reality but before that, Frost already put another proposal where he can't say no. "Brother Iamrar, either you accept my proposal or my faction will join Eldest brother to take down yours.
Unlike you or Eldest Brother, I only have 10 people on my side but you should know that their combined overall strength isn't any weaker than yours. So, you have but two futures. On one side, there's kingship, even if it's just ruling two or three regions. And on another side, there's death or imprisonment. The choice is yours to make."
Even if it's just for a moment, Iamrar felt a chill run down his spine when he was stared at by his younger brother who he always looked down on.
"Milord, we are outnumbered…" Rayrgen whispered to him. Of course, wanted to live and was afraid of facing two other Elder Dragons in a head-on battle. So, he would rather serve the throne than dying. If Iamrar insists, this Elder Dragon also decided to betray him right away.
Thankfully, Iamrar wasn't foolish. He understood the reality and agreed to it. "Fine but remember that whatever creatures ahead, my faction will only focus on protecting ourselves and will not provide help to either of you."
"Alright, you and your faction just stay in the back." Reuben quickly replied to him before informing everyone about their decision to ally with each other.
The Dragonlords, Generals, and soldiers were naturally relieved to hear that they won't be fighting each other to death and followed the three princes and three Elder Dragons towards the barrier.
More than three hundred dragons entered the innermost region where they found themselves on an island surrounded by magma. In front of them is a huge throne where a long-haired handsome hunk sitting on it. Instantly, the ladies in the faction whether they are young or old, married or unmarried, every one of them was attracted to his looks.
At first, he looks like a normal human at one glance, but when he stood from the throne, suddenly, his extreme handsomeness turned to a frightful appearance.
His human appearance changed to fleshy, two goat-like horns protrude from his forehead while a pair of demonic wings erupted from his back. A pitchfork appears in his hand.
He flapped his wings and charged towards the invaders. The Elder Dragons quickly stepped forward and blocked him.
Elsewhere, in a similar environment like this, everyone in Lucius' faction frozen in shock as they watched the super downgrade version of Satan was blown up into bits as soon as their faction leader unleashed a gust of wind from his palms.
One of them is General Dargys who mumbled to himself, "So, this is what happens when he uses mana."
He was a witness to Wil usage of this same skill the royal princes, a few days ago. He clearly remembered what Wil said to the Dragon King back then. Now, he realized why the Dragon King held him in high esteem, and also realized that the so-called missing Elder Dragons were probably killed.
As the opponent was killed, a crown was dropped along with heaps of equipment. For others, they could only see the crown while Wil could see the others. Because it is only a legendary+ grade creature, Wil wasn't hopeful but still, he was satisfied with considerable gains of a player city scroll, a +25 Augment stone, a legendary pet scroll, and two pieces of Bahamut's set. Wil was most satisfied with the pieces of ring and Boots. With this, he had three of them finished.
At the same time, with 13.1 billion EXP was shared between 96 people, everyone also felt a boost in their levels, especially the lower-level ones. Lucius was now at level-315. The young panda Happy reached 300 and was sent to pet space.
Meanwhile, the Divine Dragon who was watching from outside had a look of satisfaction on her face, "Perhaps, when the real deal will return, this young man can take on him, head-on if he has given enough time to improve his strength."
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