Chapter 73: Imperial Mandate
CLANG CLANG CLANG….
The covert’s ergency bell had rung so loudly that the echo was still ringing in the air.
Flap flap, flap flap flap.
With Bebeto at the lead, twenty-two wyverns landed one by one in the covert.
‘You’re amazing, Bebeto!’
I could just outright tell him to leave the nest, because there really was nothing left for to teach him.
Unlike before, there was no need for to assist him with the wyvern re-education. Bebeto dominated the males and females with brute force violence. Every single one of the Gold Wyverns that were the pride of the Laviter Empire lowered their tails and obediently followed Bebeto’s command. Of course, so of the wyverns touching down had been reduced to nearly bald chickens. Perhaps he took after his master, because Bebeto had the magnanimity of doling out the fist of ‘love’ in the na of education.
Just looking at him filled my heart with satisfaction.
The phrase ‘a well-trained hybrid wyvern is better than ten wyverns’ was ant to be used in a ti like this. Though, that was just sothing I made up.
‘The covert will feel small now,’ I mused. Besides the ten Temir wyverns we had acquired recently, there were eight wyverns being kept at Weyn Covert, including Bebeto. But with the addition of another twenty-two, the previously expansive covert felt cramped.
“M-My liege…”
The covert had gone into a state of ergency because they had only seen the extrely eye-catching Gold Wyverns and not Bebeto. Not a single person moved at the sight of the flock of wyverns that had landed on the runway. But Derval, who always tried his best to keep his cool, ca running up with my na on his lips.
“Derval, nothing happened, right?”
“…..”
My nonchalant words reduced Derval to speechlessness. His eyes were asking : The hell is with this huge flock of patchy wyverns???
“There sure are a lot of truly kind people in life. I said I didn’t want them, but they insisted on making take these gifts. Hahaha!”
I passed the wyverns off as gifts, laughing heartily.
However, Derval and the others didn’t laugh.
They were well aware—just like how Black Wyverns symbolized the Bajran Imperial Family, Gold Wyverns were the wyverns of the Laviter Imperial Family, the empire said to be the strongest on the continent.
“Co on down. This place is your ho from now on.”
The five beastn were riding on the wyverns that landed behind Bebeto. They were wearing the airplates from the knights, and Hasifor, whose body was the biggest, was wearing one of the elastic mage robes like a skinny tee.
“These people are…?”
Derval, who hadn’t noticed yet because of the wyverns, looked towards the beastn now.
“They are disciples of soone I know well, and they have agreed to help . They’re all 5th Circle mages,” I said flippantly, as if describing Fido from next door.
“!! F-Fifth Circle mages?!”
Derval stuttered, blown away. His brain was probably fit to explode right now. He was probably wondering where the hell I found twenty-two wyverns, including Gold Wyverns, much less five mages, whose existence alone could be a threat.
“Derval, it’s still before dinnerti, right?”
The sun was several hours longer in the sumr than in the winter.
“I-It is.”
“Then let’s eat, no, we should throw a festival today. My dear soldiers! Today, we party! Let’s drink to our heart’s content and get drunk!”
“WOOOHOOOOO!”
“Long live the Lord! Long live!”
It seed my personality changed a bit after eting the dwarves.
And thanks to eting a lord like , the soldiers’ guts had grown. They cheered and hailed as if there wasn’t a whole flock of foreign wyverns right in front of them.
‘I’m sorry. I don’t know what’ll beco of us from tomorrow onwards.’
(PR: Jee, maybe u shouldn’t have, idk, TAKEN THE WYVERNS)
The mont I put a sword on the Imperial Prince’s neck, I had crossed a river of no return with the Laviter Empire. They might have not recognized because I was wearing a helt, but I did what I did because I knew we would clash one day.
If the rumors that there were golden wyverns here spread quickly, then it would take one day, or a few days at the latest to reach the Laviter Empire.
But what could I do?
It was already spilled milk.
I just had to worry about tomorrow’s problems tomorrow.
“Derval, permit the soldiers to drink. Besides a basic regint to keep watch, allow everyone to eat and drink.”
“Understood.”
Derval lowered his head with a resigned expression.
“Then let us go. I’m starving, and I want so beer.”
Jumping off Bebeto, I walked towards the headquarters, aka my lodgings.
Sha sha sha.
‘Woah! They’re beastn alright.’
They had leapt off the wyverns, but the sound of their landing was no louder than a leaf falling. They swiftly moved behind and quietly followed.
“Kyre-nim…”
Having heard of my arrival, Aramis ca running over. Like a woman greeting her hubby returning from work, she greeted with a smile.
“Aramis-nim, if you have not eaten yet, would you like to dine together?”
“Yes, as long as you invite , I would gladly partake.”
All my fatigue from the day seed to lt away at her gentle smile.
‘I should recruit more Skyknights. Since we have another enemy.’
Even I had to admit that my actions were hopeless.
I was targeted by the Crown Prince of the Bajran Empire and a bunch of nobles and chased off to Nerman, beca the Lord, and then made every magic tower on the continent and several rchant groups my enemies.
On top of that, now I was fated to square up against the Laviter Empire, the nation hailed as the top dog of the continent.
No matter how much of a fighting expert I was, even I thought I was seriously hopeless for bringing things to this state.
But I couldn’t stop.
Because the mont I stopped, so too would the fates of all the people who were relying on .
Clang clang clang!
“Wyverns in the distance!”
“Black Wyverns have appeared!”
‘Black Wyverns?’
The soldiers in the covert lookout tower yelled as they rang the bell yet again.
I imdiately looked up.
Black Wyverns, the symbol of the Bajran Imperial Family. There was no reason for one to co here.
‘Flag of the Imperial Family!’
Moreover, there was a flag used when following the orders of the Imperial Family tied to the bellies of the Black Wyverns. A gold-embroidered wyvern flew proudly on the flag.
Flap, flap, flap flap flap.
Without permission, the Black Wyverns landed quietly on one side of the covert that was already full to the brim with wyverns, their black bodies dyed blood red by the crimson sunset.
“…..”
Everyone’s gazes went towards the Black Wyverns.
This was probably the first ti most of the Nerman soldiers saw a Black Wyvern.
‘T-That wyvern is!’
I was wondering why Black Wyverns would co all the way here when I suddenly recognized the one in the front. Rather, it was a wyvern I could never forget.
Whoosh.
Releasing their safety ring, the Skyknight leapt down as light as a bird.
Then, they walked right towards , their crimson cloak fluttering. Around their neck was a black scarf.
‘Countess Irene!’
It was her.
To my surprise, the Skyknight of the Bajran Imperial Guard walking towards was the unforgettable Countess Irene, and the wyvern she had ridden here was Vivirian, the wyvern I trained on.
No one restrained her as she reached with confident strides.
She removed her helt with a click.
As she did so, the sa silver hair that had once made my heart flutter cascaded down like a waterfall.
Countess Irene lifted the hair blocking her eyes with her right hand.
And then, I saw her sparkling eyes, as well as the beautiful smile she was sending my way.
‘Ah…’
A small cry arose in my heart as I rembered the mories I’d forgotten.
“Baronet Kyre de Adaron, receive His Imperial Majesty’s mandate with all due respect!”
And then, another Skyknight that had approached next to Irene announced an imperial mandate.
Cradled in his hand was a black letter stamped with the golden seal of the Imperial Family.
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