The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 709 Dragon Riders March South
"Caslo?" Caslo had just stepped out of the castle when he heard someone calling him. Following the familiar voice, Caslo saw Ajax standing gracefully to the side.

"Be careful on your journey and come back safely!" Before Caslo could say anything, Ajax threw herself into his arms and silenced him with a kiss.

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"Tsk! Youth is wonderful!" Roland stood on the castle terrace, looking at the scene below, and couldn't help but smack his lips, looking quite old-fashioned.

“…” Nyx rolled his eyes behind him. You’re not even 20 years old, okay? Why are you pretending to be so mature?

“Caslo should be able to resolve the kingdom’s predicament on this trip, and we can finally get a good night’s sleep!” Roland said gently, putting his arm around Nyx’s waist.

"Thanks for your hard work these past few days!" Roland nuzzled Nyx's head with his chin. During Yunfeng's alchemy period, it was Nyx and Lance who managed the kingdom's administration. Relying on Roland? That would probably mean everyone would go hungry for three days straight…

“It’s alright, it’s what I should do! I am your queen, and this is my kingdom! Serving her is my duty as a nobleman!” Nyx said softly, holding Roland tightly in her arms.

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"Kardo, fly higher! Don't let anyone else see you!" Caslo patted Kardo on the back from a hundred meters in the air. After all, it would be quite frightening for a dragon knight to parade around, causing panic among the people along the way. Moreover, making a big show of it was not Roland's order, so Caslo naturally had to do some disguise.

Once it ascends to a height of a thousand meters, the giant dragon flying in the sky appears to the ground like a small bird. Unless you look closely, you would hardly notice that it is a dragon rider.

"Be careful, we're crossing the Dark Forest, watch out for orc arrows!" Caslo warned, he really didn't want to be hit by a black arrow that shot through the air! Those things could actually kill dragons! Thinking of this, Caslo couldn't help but wish the entire dwarf race good health!

"Don't worry, they can't hit me!" Having already learned his lesson, Kaldor was naturally extremely cautious. He thought black arrows were rare, but he never expected... they were actually common weapons? Kaldor was already speechless that Lake-town could produce even one, but he never expected the orcs to have even more! Especially the stockpile in that wretched place of Moria... I thank the dwarves' ancestors eight generations back again!
"Well, it's best to be careful! I heard there are wyverns here. Although we're not afraid of wyverns, we still need to be careful of the four-legged wyvern king!" Caslo said cautiously. Although the four-legged wyvern king is also a wyvern, its ecological niche is completely different from that of ordinary wyverns! A peak four-legged wyvern king can rival an ordinary dragon! Even if Caslo and the others aren't afraid of it, getting entangled with it would still be troublesome.

“Then I’ll fly even higher!” Kaldo nodded. It wouldn’t be worth getting entangled with a four-legged wyvern king just for invading territory. It was the kind of opponent who would make you lose face if you won, and lose face if you lost! Kaldo naturally didn’t want to do such a thankless job!
With the idea of ​​avoiding trouble, the man and the dragon quickly swept across the sky. With the wind-elemental dragon language magic of speed enhanced, Kaldor's speed naturally soared. Anyway, the sky was so big that no one was competing with him, so he could fly however he wanted!
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"Let's find an open space to land and rest!" Caslo thought to Kaldo. "Pfft!" Kaldo tilted his wings slightly, and the entire dragon tilted and glided downwards. As the dragon's wings stopped flapping, Kaldo slowly floated towards an open space in the distance.

"Pfft~" As the Storm Dragon's massive body landed, dust immediately flew everywhere.

"Whoosh~" Before Caslo could even speak after leaping off the dragon's back, he squinted at the dust swirling in front of him, when a gentle breeze swept away the dust, centered on Kaldor.

"Well done!" Caslo patted Kaldo's dragon claw, casually found a place to sit down, took out a flint and steel from his chest, grabbed a clump of dry grass and started banging it. Kaldo, who was next to him, also curled up into a small figure and lay on the ground without moving, watching Caslo work.

"What a pity! If only you were a fire dragon! You could just blast a spark!" Caslo shook his head with some regret, and before he knew it, he was starting to envy Ajax, since he was the only dragon knight in the kingdom who had to start his own fire.

"Pfft!" Kaldo snorted and turned his head away, ignoring Caslo's hysteria. Being able to become a Dragon Knight was good enough; why be picky? Others might want to become the Dragon Lord's knight, but the Dragon Lord wouldn't allow it!

"Sigh!" Caslo pulled a cleaned chicken out of his spatial equipment and put it on the campfire. He had taken it from the castle kitchen; it was already marinated and just needed to be cooked! Now Caslo only needed to roast it until it was cooked through before he could eat it!
After a while, Caslo poked the chicken with a knife to check the color of the meat. Finding that it was almost cooked, he took the roasted chicken off the campfire, tore it in half, and tossed it to Kaldo. Although the chicken was only enough to satisfy Kaldo's hunger, it was better than him going hungry.

While half of Kun was still flying in the air, Kaldor opened his abyssal maw! He sucked Kun into his belly with a whirlwind, then licked his lips with satisfaction and lay down to pretend to sleep.

"Tsk! Can you even taste the flavor?" Caslo shook his head and looked helplessly at Cardo, who was eating ginseng fruit like Pigsy from Journey to the West, before starting to enjoy his own meal.

"Roar! There's the aura of a bastard!" Suddenly, Kaldor raised his head and growled in a certain direction, then opened his mouth to reveal sharp dragon fangs, his eyes flashing with terrifying killing intent! Originally, Kaldor didn't care much about these orcs; after all, in the eyes of dragons, they were like ants in the eyes of humans! Would you care about ants? No! You wouldn't! At most, you'd just casually crush a few! But ever since Kaldor was hit by that black arrow shot by the orc, the entire dragon changed. Dragons are vengeful creatures! The Storm Dragon was no exception!
"Ugh! Even eating in peace is unbearable! Are these orcs everywhere? Isn't there anything that can stop them?" Caslo sighed helplessly. These orcs seemed to have no natural enemies, growing wildly in the wilderness like weeds...

"Kill them!" Kaldor's eyes turned red; he loathed orcs and hated them! At this moment, Kaldor desperately wanted to tear open their chests with his dragon claws! To pull out their throbbing entrails! And to grind them into mincemeat!

"Don't do it! I'll do it!" Caslo held down his dragon. If the Storm Dragon were to make a move, the commotion would be too great!