While Admiral Boudin was watching with fiery eyes, investigating the burning ships, it wasn’t easy to be captured by someone who couldn’t distinguish between mercenaries and pirates. Count Negelete decided to hand over Viscount Sveinia to Admiral Boudin.

“Viscount, get a hold of yourself! We need to leave!”

After barely abandoning the ship and fleeing ashore together, it was clear that it would take a long time for that side to come to their senses.

When he came to his senses, it would probably be inside a prison. Count Negelete, who had no intention of facing the emperor in that way even if he died soon, staggered and moved his weakened body.
Would the news have reached Negelete and Sveinia, the two duchies? No, not yet. But there was no choice, so the duke decided to evacuate without meeting his family.

“Sveinia, we have to go to Sveinia!”

The fool behind seemed like he would meet them, but it was useless. Even if they went, the Imperiale would be waiting.

“Then let’s part ways here. We don’t want to meet our families, right?”

Duke Negelete said words he didn’t mean. Admiral Boudin was chasing from behind. They had to quickly get rid of this nuisance. That way, they could buy some time.

Crash!

Far away, an eerie emerald light flashed. The golden light colliding with it spread like waves.

“Ugh, ugh…!”

The startled Viscount Sveinia grabbed his head and moaned. Nobles who hadn’t properly experienced war were excessively refined and couldn’t do anything in the face of a gruesome battle.

None of them thought anyone would be defeated in their first battle.

“Then, see you later!”

Duke Negelete hurriedly mumbled and started to escape with the two subordinates who barely survived.

Anyway, this was the East. Duke Negelete knew the geography better than the emperor. His head moved busily through the inconspicuous reed forest, emerging from the coast.

‘I must avoid Sveinia and Negelete at all costs. Alanka too. Moiquifel? That’s the stronghold of the imperial faction. Moderately, yes, moderately…’

About ten additional names popped up in his mind, then disappeared. He eventually made up his mind and contemplated how to get to the chosen place.

“Where can I get a horse?”

First, he had to ride a horse and go somewhere. His subordinates made an absurd expression as if it was ridiculous to find a horse even here. But for nobles, walking was an impossible thing.

“Where on earth can I get a horse? In this vast plain.”

However, the noble calmly pointed behind his subordinates.

“There, the horses are quite plentiful.”

A person with a hood covering most of her face was coming this way with two horses tied to an empty cart. From what could be seen, she seemed to be a woman.

“Let’s take the horses from her.”

The desperate one couldn’t see anything clearly. In the distance, terrifying magicians were having a fierce battle, but a woman pulling an empty cart toward them was the only thing visible to the eyes of those who had fled.

“Hey, you there! Give us the horses!”

The woman turned her head towards them. At the same time, the horses stopped and the cart came to a complete halt.

“Yeah, you! You’re the one with the horses!”

The duke and his subordinates rushed over. They had to get further away from the coast before Admiral Boudin landed and deployed his search team!

“Why me?”
The woman tilted her head. Duke Negelete struggled to breathe, and his vision became dizzy. When did the Eastern levels drop so drastically? It was astonishing.

“Hand it over.”

But fists were faster than the law. On one side were three men with swords, and on the other was an ordinary woman with no special features. She should have run away on horseback; the woman was too foolish.

The duke, still watching until one subordinate fell straight down, didn’t grasp what had happened accurately.

The subordinate who fell so easily couldn’t get up again. The duke, dumbfounded, finally panicked.

“This…!”

He pulled out his gun, but the soaked gun was useless.

Meanwhile, the last subordinate standing next to him couldn’t counter properly and fell again. As soon as the duke grabbed his sword, the woman’s sword was already under the duke’s jaw.

“17th Duke Negelete Philibert Adrian Rumelang.”

She compared the portrait in the crumpled newspaper she had neatly folded with the duke. The woman’s face wrinkled.

“The portrait is too idealized. The painter must have been paid a lot.”

“I can offer triple that amount.”

Boasting that a single judgment bead bounced off properly, Duke Negelete hastily suggested.

“Not needed.”

After a simple reply, the woman hit the duke with the handle of her sword, knocking him unconscious.

After disarming the three fallen generals and tying them up, it took more time to load them onto the cart than she thought.

Annoyed, she wanted to throw them all away and just take the duke’s head, but the woman did her best in the task assigned to her.

Crash!

Every time she heard the loud noise, even this calm woman shivered all over her body.

How much blood must be splattered on that beach. Natural disasters clashed. Humans shouldn’t go near that place.

She calmed the struggling horses and quickly left the area. The horses, too, were relieved to be away from the coast.

Carlos, facing the enemy he wanted to avoid the most, was casting magic like crazy. As he did, it became quite amusing and annoying.

The savage flesh and pleasure stimulated him. Unlike the bugs that could be easily squashed without power, Dragon Lord Melphyrus was a presence that properly threatened his life.

Of course, it was not enough to overwhelm Carlos completely.

Every time power clashed with power, a loud noise echoed, and Imperial Knights were swept away.

Dragon Lord, irritated by the bugs and magicians, swept them aside and clashed with Carlos.

The Imperial Knights reluctantly withdrew behind the emperor, wondering how such a monster could exist.

“It’s impossible to attack its eyes!”

“We might hinder His Majesty if we recklessly advance!”
The beach sand, filled with waves, suddenly collapsed, pouring down in torrents. The burning fleet floated on the undulating sea.

Imperial Knights, facing the colossal monster, fought calmly, marveling at the emperor’s composed battle against the moist and smoky sea breeze.

“Support His Majesty!”

Melphyrous looked at Carlos with eyes full of disdain. This guy wasn’t this strong before; he had become stronger over the 430 years.

How much power has he absorbed from others? A bastard not even worthy of being called a parasite.

“If you think you’re going to lose, shut up and surrender.”

Carlos, provocatively, cast magic relentlessly to kill Melphyrous without mercy.

Although the entire eastern atmosphere was supporting the Eastern Sage, behind him were the Imperial Knights, and the southern Calleta land was still open.

He couldn’t afford to lose where Calleta was watching. Carlos initially planned to cut off the dragon’s head and hang it on the Khatart fortress wall.

“You talk too much.”

He didn’t like the arrogant attitude of those who boasted about living longer and knowing more.

Above all, anyone who knew Carlos’s past had to be killed. Carlos raised his power to tear off the dragon’s wings.

It’s not something for you to say. Until when do you think you can continue to live as a parasite?

Melphyrous’s words sounded like a ominous spell. Along with that mockery, Carlos felt one of the powerful forces he used completely leaving.

The Western Sage had been completely released.