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

At this time, Robert smiled heartily.

"Don't worry, the Ironblad family never lets us down. Just wait for their good news."

"Ah."

Rob tactfully changed the subject, looked Charlotte in the eye, and smiled, "Come to think of it, I haven't congratulated you yet."

"Congratulations on your official advancement to Sequence 5. Your talent surpasses mine. Under normal circumstances, I would definitely throw a feast for you..."

After a brief pause, Rob's voice grew serious. "But to win this war, Sequence 5 might not be enough."

Rob lowered his head and clenched his bandaged hands, his expression gloomy, full of resentment but helplessness.

"Nidhoggr, that guy is very dangerous. Although he's also Sequence 4, his strength far exceeds that of the Fire Dragon from nineteen years ago, and even other Sky Dragons."

"The dragons call it 'He' and revere it as the leader of all dragons. Even in a one-on-one situation, I am no match for it."

Charlotte was shocked when she heard this.

As a blood relative, she knew how arrogant Rob was.

At the time of Sequence 5, Robert dared to face the Red Blood Fire Dragon head-on and refused to admit defeat. He is a perfect portrayal of the knight's passion.

[Black Dragon Nidhogg], also known as the Demon Dragon in history, is a vicious dragon that fell shortly after [Evil Dragon Fafnir].

According to legend, it is merciless even to its own kind and is a mad demon that has completely lost its mind.

Just one red-blooded fire dragon was enough to almost destroy the kingdom nineteen years ago, so Charlotte did not dare to underestimate the existence of Nidhogg.

However, Nidhogg's power was so strong that even the kings of beasts in the mountains and forests admitted that he was powerful. This vow to death still made Charlotte's heart tighten.

"I know this may seem unreasonable, but you can't be complacent just yet. You must expedite your advancement to Sequence 4."

"I know...huh?!"

Charlotte was a little confused: "Sequence 4? Me? But I just entered Sequence 5..."

The transition from intermediate to advanced level is a gap that many extraordinary people cannot cross in their entire lives, and it is also the biggest qualitative change on the road to becoming extraordinary.

As long as they reach a high level, not only will they gain powerful strength, but their lifespan will also increase significantly, enough to become a true mythical creature.

But the difficulty involved is greater than any previous bloodline level.

Having just entered Sequence 5, she was entrusted with such an important task. Even the usually arrogant Charlotte felt that it was a bit too much to ask.

Robert explained, "Sequence 5 has already completely digested the potion, integrating it into their bloodline. What's needed isn't time, but opportunity. As long as they can seize that opportunity, taking that step will be a matter of a moment."

"But besides me, there is also Brother Natsu?"

"Natsu..."

Rob's expression was a little complicated.

"His talent is not much worse than yours, but he can't do it, at least not now."

"Charlotte, remember this."

"The advancement of our Lionheart bloodline is not complicated. Willpower is the fuel that ignites the fire within you. Find the force that supports you, the direction that guides you, and your motivation. Then, there's no need to overthink it; simply let the fire burn and bloom."

Will is the firewood that ignites the fire in the heart. This is the rule of promotion that every member of the [Lionheart] royal family has known since childhood.

Even at this point, Charlotte didn't dare miss the instruction of the kingdom's only current Sequence 4, and took these words to heart.

Be indignant for the suffering people and be inspired by the bloody knights. No matter how difficult it is, you must lead the troops by example to be qualified to lead your people forward.

This is exactly what Charlotte believes is the path to success, and it's also what she learned from Robert.

Without hesitation, Charlotte replied, "The Kingdom is my fuel. It's also the reason I was able to break through Sequence 5 and advance this far."

However, Rob gave her a complicated smile in return.

Not disappointed, but not satisfied either.

It was like she was right, but not completely right.

"That is only your firewood, not your inner fire."

"Ugh?"

Rob sighed, "You're just as good as Natsu."

"He's also willing to sacrifice his life for the kingdom, and he's accumulated enough fuel to make me proud. But he still hasn't found his own inner fire. But Charlotte, you're different."

"If firewood is the accumulated hardship and the driving force that supports your progress, then the fire in your heart is the grandest moment that ignites all of this and the direction that guides you forward."

With a father's watchful eye, Robert warned, "This matter will only be meaningful if you understand it yourself. Charlotte, think carefully about what is causing your anger."

What exactly is heart fire?

Looking at the setting sun outside the castle, a hint of confusion appeared in the princess's crimson eyes.

Chapter 64: Eat, Drink, and Sleep

On the top of the mountain, miasma was wriggling and a four-legged dragon was lying in a deep sleep.

The dragons bowed to it, not daring to disturb its rest.

An ice dragon flew over, reporting the message from Malygos.

But before it could finish, a chuckle came from the top of the mountain.

"Three more days? It seems this useless old lady is seriously injured."

"Forget it, no need to wait for it, I'll clean up the mess myself."

The ice dragon below was a little uneasy: "Respected King Eclipse, my king has ordered you to meet up with the Frost King and together we will conquer the human capital."

The laughter resurfaced, only becoming even more sinister.

As the giant dragon stood up, green mist dripped from its scales and spread around like a quagmire, bringing with it a suffocating sour smell.

That's the smell of death.

"My compatriots were hung on the city walls. This is such a blatant provocation, and you expect me to remain indifferent?!"

The oppression of mythical creatures is enough to make the mortal suffocate and the transcendent tremble.

Even this pure-blooded giant dragon from the Ice Dragon clan could only lower his head and be extremely humble at this moment.

"But, but Lord Frost King said that we should not underestimate the enemy..."

"Humans are nothing but ants! We must not be careless. For gold to fight against ants is a disgrace to our dragon race!"

The Eclipse King raised his head and roared. The Sour Dragons bared their fangs, fluttered their wings, and emitted the same bone-eroding aura, echoing the King's roar.

That was a bloodthirstiness a thousand times more ferocious than that of a hungry pack of wolves.

That is the kind of hatred that only intelligent beings can remember deeply.

"The thought of those humans sleeping peacefully, breathing for even a second, makes me want to throw up!"

"No need to wait for Malygos, everyone. Follow me tomorrow to completely end their kingdom! Sacrifice the blood of our murdered compatriots!"

Under the blood-red setting sun, following the command of the Eclipse King, the violent dragons finally broke free from their last shackles.

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The setting sun dappled the woods.

Although it was still early, the troops had already stopped marching.

It was far too dangerous to travel through the woods at night, and it would be a waste to lose troops before reaching the capital.

Fortunately, they were not far from the capital now. Even without the Blood-Seeking Bat, they could already find their way.

Carl and Natsu haven't recovered to their full strength yet, but they are barely able to participate in the battle.

With them on guard, Roy had more time to rest.

At this moment, he was eating dinner hastily and chatting with his griffin.

Although to outsiders, this scene of chattering to the griffin seems a bit weird.

"Brother, I can't wait to go back and tell Miss Cake about my heroic deeds!" Cheese lay on Roy's back, acting as a furry pillow, and couldn't help but excitedly put his paws in his pockets. "A griffin that severely damaged the seven dragons is so majestic!"

It was a good thing that his good brother had regained his confidence and was no longer humble, but Roy still complained, "What heroic deeds? Weren't you always running away?"

"I think it's better to be honest with the opposite sex."

Cheese was a little anxious: "Running away is also a kind of fighting! Big brother, we share the honor and disgrace with the Griffin Knights. Even if we don't have any credit, we have worked hard!"

"What should I do..."

Roy bit the barbecue in his hand, pretending to be conflicted.

"Hey, big brother, just put in a few good words for me. You have such a good relationship with Miss Cake's owner. If you can persuade me to be a little braver, maybe it will work!"

[Cheese] rubbed Roy frantically while speaking, and a burst of electric light came out of his hair, causing Roy's hair to curl.

Unable to bear the static electricity attack, Roy could only respond with a wry smile: "Okay, okay, I'll help you, I'll help you."

"When have I ever wronged my brothers?"

Honestly, without the Golden Griffin, he really couldn't do anything about the flying dragon. In fact, Cheese had saved his life more than once, so what was this little favor?

What really worried Roy was something else.

In his last encounter with Malygos, Cheese was clearly at a disadvantage. Even against the mythical Seven Dragons, the Golden Griffin's speed wasn't much of an advantage, and since he couldn't fly, Cheese would need to maximize his strength in future encounters with dragons.

When it comes to life and death, emotional issues have to be put aside.

"So, besides natural growth, is there no other way for you, the Griffin clan, to improve your extraordinary bloodline?"

Cheese looked at me with a clear and foolish look: "Wouldn't it be better if I just had enough to eat, drink and sleep?"

Roy was silent for a while.

It seems that it is too early to discuss this issue with World of Warcraft.

Since ancient times, griffins have been humans' best partners in fighting against dragons.

In terms of speed alone, they are comparable to or even superior to dragons. They are the only creatures in the sky that can compete with flying dragons.

However, Cheese's bloodline level was too low, and he was still a bit weak in front of the Seven Heavenly Dragons. Even if he could upgrade one more level to the intermediate level, he would not be able to catch up with the speed of the Seven Heavenly Dragons, but at least he could keep up with them.

Unfortunately, most magical beasts rely on natural growth, and the griffin does not seem to be able to escape this range.

But just when Roy had given up hope, Rowling's voice rang in his mind.

"Wait, I remember the Lionheart royal family has some special secret medicine that can strengthen the blood power of the griffin."

"Really? Charlotte never said that?"

"After all, some of the ingredients have been lost. We need fresh, uncontaminated dragon blood. Today's dragons are more or less contaminated by Nidhogg's power, making it completely unusable."

Very good, it’s as good as not saying anything.

It is rumored that the Black Dragon Nidhogg, like the Evil Dragon Fafnir, has fallen into madness for unknown reasons, so the former is also known as the Demon Dragon.

This is why the dragons started a war against humans. It is no secret.

Thinking of this, Roy couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Frankly speaking, Mom has been pretty useless lately. Carl could have given him some pointers on how to cultivate his bloodline, but Rowling only gives him useless knowledge.

"I have a feeling you're thinking of something really rude!"

"Shock, how did you know?"

"You're really thinking about it! How unfilial! So unfilial!"

Rowling was filled with impotent rage.

"Tsk tsk, if I were still alive, I'd definitely give you some strength...

After mumbling for a while, Rowling's voice suddenly became serious.

"By the way, is your bloodline okay?"

"...Do you know something?"

Roy clutched his chest, his expression somewhat subtle: "Recently, I've been feeling something's wrong with my blood, like...sad."

"Especially when we faced Malygos earlier."

Rowling seemed to understand: "As expected..."