Reincarnated As A Demonic Dragon, I Formed A Pact With A Beautiful Female Lord

Chapter 459: A Powerful Guild

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

His right hand gripped a heavy longsword, and his left used a clean white cloth to wipe the sword clean.

The blade of the sword was not very sharp, and it had nicks on it. It didn’t seem like a unique sword, but it emitted a ferocious aura as though it had just absorbed a corpse.

Archduke Blood Fury looked very serious. It was as though he was worshiping a sacred object and did not wish to be disturbed.

Every time he wiped it, the longsword became a bit brighter, and the coldness within it deepened.

In front of the throne, around ten people filling the grand hall silently watched.

There was only the faint sound of the cloth rubbing against the blade.

After a moment, Archduke Blood Fury slowly raised the white cloth in his hand, and a maid at his side immediately stepped forward and received it with both hands. She bowed and retreated.

“Do you have any news from the spies in Lion City?” Archduke Blood Fury raised his sword at eye level to examine it. The white blade reflected his face like a mirrored surface.

The heroes below shook their heads.

“The Lion City has received support from someone from the Main Plane. It is a Lord,” said Archduke Blood Fury slowly. His sharp gaze swept across the crowd. ‘A Lord dared to oppose them?’

During this fight, they learned a lot about the Lords of the Blazing Fire Guild.

“Your Majesty, the power of the Lords is not worth worrying about. If you’re concerned, please let me go and prove it to you,” a white-haired hero said confidently.

He sounded eager to prove himself. He wanted to single-handedly destroy the remaining Tasirian Royal Family.

Archduke Blood Fury frowned slightly.

“What I’m worried about is not just a few Lords. I wonder if they have a stronger force behind them…”

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Currently, Lion City’s strongest force was the centaur.

Moreover, the Lord had somehow turned the area around the city into a swamp and stationed a formidable army to guard it.

An ordinary Lord wouldn’t have that kind of power.

“Your Majesty, why don’t we directly ask the members of the Blazing Flame Guild?” the white-haired hero said again.

“I have already summoned them,” said Archduke Blood Fury.

“Your Majesty, the Blazing Flame Guild requests an audience,” a soldier declared from the main door.

Upon receiving the order, the soldier immediately turned and left.

“Your Majesty, We, the members of the Blazing Flame Guild, greet you humbly.” More than ten heroes stepped into the hall.

“You should be aware of the importance of this war for the Tasirian Kingdom. I want to know how many troops the Blazing Flame Guild is prepared to send into battle!” Archduke Blood Fury waved his hand and looked at them.

At the forefront of the Blazing Flame Guild was a man in his forties, wearing a fiery red robe.

An aura of heat emanated from him.

“Your Majesty, although the Blazing Flame Guild cannot serve as the main force on the battlefield, we have prepared tens and thousands of troops.”

The mark of flames on his forehead seemed to come alive. It was the unique symbol of the Fire Priest. The priest of the God of Flames.

The Blazing Flame Guild implemented a highly unified policy, where all member Lords’ armies could be mobilized if needed.

By doing so, the Blazing Flame Guild could mobilize numerous armies even if they weren’t strong themselves. United, they could fight anything.

This was how the Blazing Flame Guild had risen to power so quickly.

Archduke Blood Fury glanced at them. These weaklings didn’t have anything to offer to him. There was no point in negotiating with them.

“Very well, have your troops gather in the capital. Once the army is assembled, I will open the Space Gate and directly transport the troops outside Lion City. Those rebels will taste despair!”

“Your Majesty, that is a wise decision.” The priest smiled.

“There is one more thing…” Archduke Blood Fury raised his sword and carefully examined the nicks on it.

“Please go ahead.”

“I have received information from the spy I planted in Lion City. They say that the Tasirian Royal Family has some connection with a Lord from the Main Plane who is offering them… significant support for this battle.” He gently blew air on the surface of the blade.

Everyone felt uneasy.

“I need to know what kind of force is behind that Lord. Can you find out?” asked Archduke Blood Fury.

“If they are confident enough to oppose you, they must have someone powerful backing them up,” the priest said solemnly. “The Blazing Flame Guild held a certain level of influence among the member Lords. If you can provide me with the name or any other identifying trait of this… force, I can find out more.”

“You’re quite confident,” said Archduke Blood Fury as he shifted his gaze to look at the priest. “According to the information from the spy, the main force supporting the royal family dispatched a legendary level centaur to support them. It seems it is not the centaur that commands the troops but the Lord who has just arrived in Lion City. The spy reports that they saw the centaur bow to the Lord.”

The members of the Blazing Flame Guild looked at the archduke in disbelief.

‘Is this a joke? How is that possible?!’

“Your Majesty, is this information true?” the priest asked. He realized that he had questioned the archduke. “I-I mean… we absolutely trust your word but… it’s so shocking! Lords barely cross the Level 55 threshold. They don’t usually get to command legendary heroes.”

“In order to deliver this message, the spy sacrificed himself.” Archduke Blood Fury looked at them indifferently.

The spy had been the final scout deployed to Lion City. The spy wouldn’t have given his life in vain.

“I know that a Lord can’t enslave a legendary hero. That’s why 1 deduced that there must be a powerful force behind this particular Lord.” His voice turned icy.

Only by joining a certain force can one command powerful subordinates when they themselves are weak. The royal family is a typical example of this.

The legendary hero must be related to the Lord somehow. Maybe that was why they were willing to bow to the Lord..