As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

And on the distant mountains, the green-haired man finally couldn't help but reveal a bloodthirsty smile.

But at this moment, a loud cry pierced the smoke.

The crimson flames shot out like arrows, transforming into red lotus arrows that pierced through the enemy formations.

Following closely behind were a large number of griffin riders, as well as flying fireballs and holy light.

"That's... Her Highness the Princess!"

"The southern garrison and the students of the magic academy, it turns out they are safe and sound!"

"By the Holy Light! And to the clergy of White Harbor and the magicians of the Citadel!"

"It's reinforcements, reinforcements for Her Highness the Princess!"

The sudden arrival of reinforcements filled the fatal gap and boosted morale.

There is no need to say much about the arrival of the princess. Every member of the Lionheart faction is the pride of the aristocratic family or the hope of the commoner family. Their appearance is enough to rekindle the hope of the heads and retainers of the major families.

The presence of the clergy and magicians made the believers of Holy Light even more excited, making them realize that their fellow human beings outside the kingdom were not standing idly by.

At this point, Rob finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down his fist.

The newly arrived Griffin Knights were in peak condition, and with the support of the Red Mage's fireballs and the blessing of the Holy Light from the Clergy, they were like unsheathed swords, unstoppable and almost wiped out all the flying dragons that invaded the capital.

But in the end, they still couldn't repel them all.

Only the Acidwing Dragon stood in its way, embedded like a nail, refusing to retreat. Blades, griffins, and fireballs were powerless to penetrate its scales. Instead, the dragon's wings unfurled a deadly rain of acid, forcing even the bravest Griffin Knights to retreat.

The battlefields were still fierce everywhere, but the situation in the royal capital was deadlocked.

Until the golden-red griffin came walking on fire, and the crimson princess stepped forward to meet the enemy.

The military uniform cape fluttered in the wind, and with it also drifted the flaming red hair and billowing flames.

The ruby ​​eyes seemed to be filled with the majesty of a lion king. Even a pure-blooded dragon couldn't help but tremble in fear at the surging flames.

But the pride of the dragon clan would not allow it to retreat, let alone admit that it was afraid of a Sequence 6 mortal.

The Sour Dragon grinned, his eyes gleaming faintly. "Youngest heir of the Reinhardt family... you dare to confront my, King Erosion's henchmen, Sour Wing. Your courage is truly commendable."

"But I have to tell you, a Sequence 5 Griffin Knight was just killed by my acid! What can a Sequence 6 like you do?!"

no answer.

Charlotte first looked around, as if to imprint her hometown burned by war deep into her soul, then she looked up at the dragon and sneered.

"Coincidentally, I also want to tell you that the last pure-blooded dragon to face me, Frostclaw of the Ice Dragon Clan, is already dead."

(P.S.: Charlotte's father, King Lionheart, is called Robert, not Charlie. The author who got the name wrong for dozens of chapters is a jerk.)

Chapter 5 Sequence

As Malygos's top general, the strength of the ice dragon Frostclaw is unquestionable.

It was sent to the south to encircle the troops of the First Prince Naz, and to block possible reinforcements from other countries.

Now that Charlotte has arrived with reinforcements, it means that Frost Claw has been defeated.

Acid Wing was startled, but quickly realized that a Sequence 6 couldn't easily defeat Frost Claw.

"Stop the bluffing! You probably won again by using despicable human wave tactics! The First Prince, or perhaps another Sequence 5... Too bad they're not here. Right now, you're the only one left!"

The Acid Dragon sneered, corrosive acid dripping from the corners of its mouth, devouring the buildings beneath it. "Humans are inherently no match for dragons, and what can you, a mere Sequence 6, do?!"

Charlotte's eyebrow twitched.

"Sequence 6, Sequence 6, it's so annoying to hear you keep saying Sequence 6."

Looking around at her war-torn hometown, Charlotte suddenly felt dazed. "You know, the Lionheart's advancement comes from his own flame. Ignite the heart's fire, burn the will, and what blooms is the true primordial fire."

"I never understood what this meant, but thanks to you, I now understand a little bit."

The people she loved, the knights who were loyal to her, the friends she cherished, and even the street scenes that had accompanied her throughout her childhood and should have made her a little bored, the familiar faces disappeared in the war, and the familiar scenery was also swallowed up by the war.

Sadness, heartache, loneliness, even though she had already prepared herself mentally for the battlefield, witnessing all this still made Charlotte's eyes sore and moist.

But her crimson eyes never became moist. Compared to those sad emotions, the blazing fire in her heart was more powerful and burned everything.

At this moment, the princess's chest was filled with only rage.

The king's wrath.

Charlotte jumped off the griffin, threw off her coat, and walked forward step by step.

The figure was too small in front of the dragon, but the slender legs and feet wrapped in boots carried amazing power with every step, causing the ground to sink and leaving a mark.

Every step made the crimson flames burn brighter and brighter, and the extraordinary aura continued to rise.

Until the peak of Sequence 6—

"A human can't defeat a dragon! Even if you can break through Sequence 5, what can you do?!"

Just like a wild beast will instinctively rub its claws to attack when facing a threat, the pterosaur, sensing the crisis, roared angrily and attacked with all its might.

【Dragon Breath】.

The dragon breath of the acid dragon clan is corrosive to all kinds of magic poisons, just like an oily green sharp blade. No matter how tenacious the flesh or how hard the steel is, it will break and melt under the blade like a hot knife cutting butter. It can be said that it is invincible.

The Griffin Knight, who had witnessed this move, was horrified and dodged in panic.

Even Robert on the city wall was shocked and extremely nervous.

However, the corrosive dragon breath did not fall after all.

Before that, the crimson lotus had already bloomed.

The Lionhearted Princess crossed the threshold of Sequence 5, finally reaching the realm of being able to defeat ten thousand enemies alone, and bringing the royal bloodline that has been passed down to this day to an extraordinary extreme.

The original flame exploded, and with a claw strike, the brilliant flame bloomed.

The hopelessly acidic dragon breath was completely devoured by the flames, and the extremely hard scales were melted and torn apart.

Sourwing's eyes widened.

At the end of his life, the one reflected in the terrified eyes was no longer the red-haired girl, but the lion king surrounded by flames.

The first pure-blooded dragon died since the city was defended. With wails that resounded through the sky, the dragon clan finally dispersed like a tide.

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The setting sun sinks and the afterglow scatters.

Lionheart City finally welcomed a night without dragon attacks.

Charlotte brought not only military support, but also a large amount of material supplies from the Green Issue, the Academy City, the Sands, the South China Sea and other countries, as well as the hope that the defenders of the royal capital lacked the most.

For the nobles, nothing was more gratifying than seeing their children rise to the occasion and lend their support. For the common soldiers, nothing was more inspiring than seeing their fellow troops support them. And for the people of the capital, besieged by the dragons for so long, with no end in sight, this hard-earned reinforcement rekindled their hope.

The royal capital, which had long been numb and exhausted, was filled with cheers tonight.

Charlotte held one bandaged hand across her chest and walked along to the cheers of the crowd.

A glorious wound is a knight's medal. The blood-stained bandages not only did not reduce her prestige, but made her look even more heroic in the eyes of the Lionheart's people.

In fact, compared with the sour wings, this little injury is really nothing.

The shattered dragon body had already been hung on the city wall by dozens of spears, proving the overwhelming victory of the Lionheart Princess.

Walking through the war-torn streets and waving goodbye to the enthusiastic people, Charlotte finally returned to the Red Castle.

What greeted her was no longer the respect of the knights and the cheers of the people, but her mother's eager hug.

Just a hug made Charlotte feel deeply that her mother was much thinner than she remembered.

This made her eyes look a little sour.

However, she is no longer the girl who can act as she pleases, and the knights around her are watching.

Charlotte didn't stay in the hug for too long. She quickly cheered up and let go.

"Mother, don't worry, I'm fine, right?"

"Stinky... How is Father? I want to go see him."

Leisa stared at Charlotte's injured arm, wanting to say something but stopping herself. However, the girl's face, which was so resolute that it was no longer weak, finally made her put away her mother's doting.

Lessa gave a forced smile: "He's in the bedroom. Go quickly."

Charlotte went to the king's bedroom and finally saw her father.

Rob Reinhardt, the Lionheart who defeated the Red Blood Dragon and saved the kingdom.

Although Charlotte complained more than once that Robert failed to completely kill the Red Blood Fire Dragon, leaving behind considerable consequences, in her heart, that had never affected Robert's dignity.

However, the scene before her made Charlotte's heart tremble.

Rob's face looked much more haggard than she remembered, with messy beard, pale complexion, and bandages all over his body. He was a far cry from the upright king she was familiar with.

"Damn dad, you..."

"Tsk, I underestimated my opponent. That Nidhogg is indeed much stronger than Baragas back then."

"Humph, but if it happens again, I'll definitely smash its head!"

Rob said bitterly, his face full of dissatisfaction.

The defeat did not crush Rob's pride. He was still the king who dared to face the fire dragon.

When he looked at Charlotte, a flash of regret flashed across his weathered face, but he immediately smiled proudly: "Those beasts always say that humans can't defeat dragons, but the result is never so."

"Good job!"

"...Humph, for the Lionhearted royal family, this is par for the course."

The father and daughter smiled at each other, with the same unyielding spirit and pride as royals on their faces.

Chapter 63: Why is the Heart Fire

She brewed a pot of black tea with some unskillfulness, poured it into the cup, and handed it to Robert with reluctant respect. Charlotte pulled over a chair and sat by Robert's bedside.

Bathe in the sunset and sip black tea.

Over the years, this has been a rare story of loving father and filial daughter.

From this perspective, Robert was even a little grateful to the dragon clan. After all, Charlotte had always been closer to Lessa than to him since she was old enough to understand.

"I saw your performance. You're truly worthy of being my daughter. You're incredibly brave! Even Natsu, when he first reached Sequence 5, couldn't match your skills!"

Only with Charlotte would the usually strict Rob laugh heartily and give her praise generously.

Charlotte's lips curled up slightly at first, but when she looked at the arm wrapped in bandages on her chest, she felt a little regretful.

"Unfortunately, he's still injured."

"With Roy's cooperation, it's not impossible to defeat that acid dragon."

When fighting the dragon alone, Charlotte felt how lucky she was to have Roy's assistance.

Even if Roy didn't draw his sword, the oppressive feeling that was enough to intimidate the dragons was an excellent aid.

Seeing his daughter's thoughts drifting elsewhere, Rob hummed in dissatisfaction.

"Speaking of which, why didn't that brat come with you? He even protected the Saint all the way to White Harbor. How could he not be by the Princess's side at this critical moment? He's truly unfit to be a knight!"

Rob's original intention was to stand up for his daughter.

Unfortunately, Charlotte didn't understand her father's resentment at all, and waved her hand impatiently.

"Alright, alright, Roy has other important matters to attend to."

"Lord Karl's troops were besieged, and he and my brother rushed to support them, so we split up into two groups."

Robert seemed about to say something, but Charlotte, glaring, spoke first, "That's what I meant. Shouldn't a knight obey the king's name? Are you trying to say I'm wrong?"

Jealousy over small matters never stopped, but Charlotte knew very well that Roy would never let her down on big matters.

"No, no, no, yes, yes, yes."

In this regard, Rob had no choice but to admit defeat, and his family status was clear at a glance.

"Also, I heard that seven great dragons went to encircle and suppress Lord Karl. I don't know how they are doing now..."

Charlotte's expression darkened as she murmured. She was talking about Karl, but who was she really worried about? Anyone who understood would understand.