Lord blessed by the elves

Chapter 108 Defective Products

This news struck Reyes like another heavy blow.

More than one dragon?
Are there other unknown biological activities that appear equally dangerous?

If before he was just facing a moving natural disaster, now, in his mind, the Hornas Mountains have completely become a demonic cave full of unknown terrors, where even more terrible beings may be lurking!

This is no longer just a crisis in Campnor County; its level of threat probably needs to be reassessed, and may even alarm higher-level authorities.

Reyes's face turned extremely grim. He remained silent for a moment before ordering in a hoarse voice, "Let the reconnaissance team get some rest, and give them a commendation. Kado, immediately double the number of sentries, and extend the patrol area another five miles! Report any unusual activity at all costs!"

"Yes, Commander!" Kado and Carter responded sternly.

Reyes stood still, his gaze once again fixed on the distant silhouette of the Hornas Mountains, which resembled a lurking behemoth, and his anxiety reached its peak.

Things were far more complicated and dangerous than they had initially anticipated.

He had to deliver this new and worse intelligence to Count Campino, who had already traveled to the provincial capital, as soon as possible.

At the same time, the defense strategy for Lion Fang Territory and even the entire border region will probably need to be prepared for the worst.

The day after Reyes was deeply worried about the news brought back by the reconnaissance team that there might be more than one terrifying creature in the Hornas Mountains, a huge figure streaked across the sky, carrying a powerful aura, and flew directly over Lion Fang Territory. Then, without stopping, it sped towards the Hornas Mountains.

It was a magnificent two-legged dragon, its outstretched wings blocking out a small patch of sunlight, its scales shimmering with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

On its back, one can vaguely see a tall and straight figure.

“A two-legged dragon…it’s Governor Silva!” Reyes stood atop the castle, watching the departing dragon silhouette, a complex expression of envy and fervor flashing involuntarily in his eyes.

Those are sub-dragons that evolved under the radiation of true dragons, especially flying sub-dragons, which are symbols of power and status in the kingdom!

In the entire province, only Governor Silva, who is at the pinnacle of the Sky Knights, is qualified to command it.

The governor's arrival, without even informing the local lord, and his direct journey to the mountains to investigate, demonstrated both the seriousness of the matter and the governor's style of conduct and absolute power.

Not long after, Count Campino arrived at the Longwind Knights' encampment. His expression was equally grave, but upon seeing Reyes, he proactively explained, "Reyes, there's no need to be nervous. That was Governor Silva just now. He personally rode a wyvern in to check the situation. Even if there really is a dragon lurking there, with the Governor's peak Sky Knight strength, plus the mobility of the wyvern, retreating safely shouldn't be a problem."

He sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness: "We must obtain the most authoritative and accurate confirmation. Otherwise, based solely on some clues and speculations, we have neither the right nor the sufficient reason to alarm those grand dukes in the capital. You and I both know the cost and threshold for getting a dragon knight to take action."

Reyes nodded silently, offering no objection.

He was considered one of the top strongmen in Campino County, but compared to the governor who held power over the province and whose own strength had reached the peak of the Sky Knight level, he was indeed much smaller.

The governor's personal intervention is the most appropriate, and perhaps only, option under the current circumstances. In contrast to the tension and somber atmosphere among the two high-ranking figures in the camp, the scene inside Liontooth Castle is quite different.

Kruse wasn't paying much attention to the changing events outside; he was currently in the pet room.

After the three cave lion cubs had eaten and drunk their fill, they snuggled together and fell asleep, while the panda that Reyes had assigned to him remained as lazy as ever, sprawled on the soft hay mat.

Kruze crouched beside it, gently stroking its soft, warm belly, while whispering something in an ancient, beautiful, and rhythmic language.

He was only trying it out, after all, this "panda" was a system-certified "shapeshifter dragon", which might be able to respond to the language of high elves.

At first, the panda remained indifferent and drowsy, not even bothering to open its eyes. However, when the pure and ancient elven syllables clearly entered its ears, its drooping black ears twitched suddenly.

Then, its eyes, which had been half-closed, suddenly opened. The languor and confusion that had been in its obsidian-like eyes were instantly dispelled, replaced by a light of surprise and curiosity that was extremely anthropomorphic.

It even slightly raised its round head and looked at Kruze.

"Huh?" A slightly immature yet incredibly clear mental message was transmitted directly into Kruze's mind, "Elven language?!"

This unexpected response startled Kruze, but he remained outwardly calm and continued speaking in fluent Elvish with a gentle smile: "It seems we can have a proper talk, mysterious 'Shapeshifter' sir?"

As soon as Kruze revealed the "shapeshifting dragon's" identity, the previously limp and lazy panda suddenly flipped over, its movements so agile that they were completely inconsistent with its fat body, and sat up steadily.

The languidness and drowsiness vanished instantly from its eyes, which were surrounded by dark circles, replaced by a sharp, penetrating gaze that was fixed on Kruze, as if trying to see right through him.

An invisible pressure, belonging to a superior being, wafted out, faint yet inherently noble and ancient.

Just then, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Ow—!"

A wild and imposing roar came from high above, accompanied by powerful air currents.

It was Governor Silva who rode a two-legged dragon, skimming low over Liontooth Town, heading towards the Hornas Mountains.

The dragon's might, though faint, mixed with the aura of the Sky Knight, swept across the entire town like a tidal wave.

Inside the petting enclosure, the three den lion cubs, who had just finished eating and were snuggling and dozing, were instantly terrified by the sudden, terrifying pressure. They went limp, whimpered in fear, and even lost control of their bladders. They huddled in a corner, trembling, not daring to lift their heads.

The panda sitting opposite Kruse merely lazily raised its eyelids, glanced at the receding dragon shadow in the sky outside the window, and let out a barely audible snort, offering a disdainful comment with its childish yet precocious spirit:
"Just a defective product."

(End of this chapter)