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"Of course I know."

Cassius replied calmly.

Olivia was a bit puzzled, "Then why did you agree to him?"

Cassius looked up at the sky, a trace of determination in his golden pupils, "Because a greater evil has shrouded Anzeta, I must unite all forces that can be united to eliminate that rampaging Red Dragon."

He looked at Olivia, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Don't worry, I won't let any evil go unpunished. Once Grey Hawk helps me kill that Red Dragon, I will eliminate him without hesitation too."

"I will bring true justice and order to all of Anzeta, even all of Erezer. This has always been my goal."

"You..."

Olivia was stunned.

In her over seventy years of dragon life, she had not had much contact with Gold Dragons. Most of her companions were Silver Dragons of the same clan.

Compared to Gold Dragons' obsession, Silver Dragons usually did not take eradicating evil as their mission. They preferred to live among humanoid creatures and enjoy life, not taking action unless faced with an aggressive enemy.

Olivia, although having had encounters against the Dragon Shaman Cult, had never seen a Gold Dragon as dedicated to eliminating evil as the one before her. It made her feel somewhat strange but immensely moved.

Cassius saw the Silver Dragon was stunned, the [Smooth Talker] trait in full effect.

"My father, the Ancient Gold Dragon Castro, once told me fifty years ago: The greater the power, the greater the responsibility."

"This world grants us Metal Dragons a strength unmatched by mortals, and we must bear the immense responsibility of eliminating all evil. This is the world's rule."

Olivia couldn't help but sigh, "Angel, your father was truly a great and wise Gold Dragon."

Cassius gazed into her eyes, speaking heavily, "Olivia, I've investigated thoroughly. That Red Dragon is incredibly strong, beyond your imagination, capable of casting Ninth Tier Spells."

Olivia's beautiful eyes instantly showed a look of astonishment.

"How is that possible?"

As a Senior Spellcaster who had studied spells for over fifty years, few understood the difficulty of casting Ninth Tier Spells better than her. It was a dream that most mages could never achieve in their entire lives.

But a Red Dragon, not known for spellcasting, and merely in its youth stage, capable of casting Ninth Tier Spells, was too strange.

"Nothing is impossible."

Cassius's tone grew heavier.

"So, if I don't participate in the next Arcane Priory, it likely means the operation has already failed. By then, I will leave a message on the battlefield at Northwind Castle, telling you the intelligence I discovered about that Red Dragon at the cost of my life."

"By then, I hope you can find it and deliver it to those Knights of Justice."

"Alright..."

Olivia answered softly after a long silence.

"Angel, don't always think the worst. His Majesty Bahamut will protect you. I hope I can see you at the next Arcane Priory."

"Hope so."

Cassius replied indifferently, as if he had long since disregarded his own life and death.

He gazed into Olivia's dimly glowing blue-gray eyes, thinking that he had finally fooled this Silver Dragon, just waiting for her to deliver the goods later.

...

Stratholme Fortress, Avenger's Chamber.

This was a secret base specially prepared by Duke Leo of the Boske Duchy for Schroeder and others who had lost their country. Its location was extremely secret, even the spies of the Ashen Kingdom's Serpentfolk did not know of its existence.

Schroeder and six former Rackman Court Mages gathered here, waiting for the arrival of their collaborator.

The space distorted and a portal opened.

A noble young man, whom Cassius had transformed into, stepped out, looking around and observing the mages.

In his eyes, these were all Fourth Level mages, not worth his attention.
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Schroeder hurriedly led the people to greet him, a fawning smile on his face, "Lord Remnant Fire, welcome to your arrival. We, these homeless people, have been waiting for this moment for too long."

Cassius said calmly, "The situation is urgent now, you don't need to say much. As long as the Red Dragon is not eliminated, the Northern Countries are in constant crisis."

His tone paused, a doubtful look appearing on his face.

"I just want to know, what confidence do you have to contend with that Red Dragon? Just relying on you few Court Mages?"

"Of course not, please don't be anxious, Lord Remnant Fire."

Schroeder replied with a wry smile.

He pulled out an old parchment scroll from the secret chamber's hidden cabinet.

Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, immediately becoming alert. He could sense a dangerous aura from it—that was a forbidden secret technique against dragonkin.

[Vagnard's Dragon Binding Magic Circle]

Eighth Tier Spell

The "Dragon Fan Black Mage" Vagnard developed this spell out of his endless obsession with dragons, to study giant dragons indefinitely.

Due to the excessive strength of dragons, this spell required over twenty spellcasters to cast together or for a legendary spellcaster to cast, using True Dragon's blood and scales as the primer. It could bind a dragon whose hierarchy of life had not reached the Ancient Dragon stage.

Vagnard, Cassius knew this name, which was also the famous boss of Anzeta in a previous life.

A hundred years ago, he was kidnapped and became a member of the Dragon Shaman Cult, forced to serve the Evil Dragons and Dragon Liches until a famished Red Dragon devoured his wife. Vagnard went mad.

Since then, Vagnard became insanely obsessed with dragon strength. He captured the White Dragons of Anzeta, built the Polar Night Demon Tower, and even turned his own daughter into a half-human, half-dragon monster, becoming the so-called "Dragon Fan Black Mage."