Heavy breathing—
In the darkness, continuous heavy breaths could be heard. Shao Zifeng’s body seed to be bound by sothing, allowing him only to watch as those four pairs of faintly glowing eyes grew larger and larger.
"Roar!"
That’s when the blinding firelight broke through the darkness.
Burning dragon wings wide spread, Qiuqiu’s body returned to its normal size within the flas.
It positioned Shao Zifeng beneath itself, tilting its head up defiantly to stare coldly at the presence in the darkness, corners of its mouth spitting out scorching flas, and emitting a low threatening growl from its throat.
The four pairs of eyes halted their movent, and a profound voice echoed in the depths of Shao Zifeng’s mind.
"Oh? The scent of a high-ranking kin."
The flas on Qiuqiu’s body flickered slightly. Shao Zifeng repressed his emotions and asked softly, "Who are you?"
"I?"
After a brief silence, Shao Zifeng saw an enormous bird’s beak-like dragon snout slowly reveal itself within the range of the firelight, covered with pale blue down, and higher up were four pairs of huge dragon eyes set in an inverted figure-eight pattern, with two pale blue dragon horns pushing forth from the lush mane towards the sky.
Its eight eyes watched Shao Zifeng, and the profound voice carried a trace of pride, "I am the Sky King, the Guardian of the Sidmondk Kingdom, Duke of the Kanteli City State, Sigvald Kantli the Third."
Qiuqiu and Shao Zifeng were taken aback, not so much by its string of titles, but by its sheer size.
In comparison, Qiuqiu, over ten ters long, was like a baby before it, not even the size of its head.
After announcing himself, Sigvald Kantli paid no heed to Shao Zifeng and instead turned his gaze to Qiuqiu, "I can feel the nobility in your blood, as dazzling as the midday sun, young Fla Palm controller, tell your na."
Qiuqiu looked bewildered as it blinked its eyes, the surging flas on its body slowly extinguished, then it turned to Shao Zifeng as if seeking help.
Shao Zifeng cleared his throat, "Ahem... Lord Sigvald."
"Impudent!" The thunderous tempest seed to stir within Sigvald’s eight eyes, his long mane moving on its own, swirling with unfettered pride: "A re human who knows no manners, address as Duke!"
Shao Zifeng’s eyes twitched slightly.
What are you yelling for, aren’t we all dukes.
However, it clearly didn’t care about Shao Zifeng’s reaction, its eight eyes once again turned to Qiuqiu, the voice carrying a hint of indignation, "As a high-ranking mber of the Dragon Clan, even if you have noble blood, you should still show the proper humility in the face of your peers instead of having your servant insult ."
"Your arrogance is enough to bring sha to your bloodline."
Sigvald continued his sermon, and though Qiuqiu was angry at it for scolding Shao Zifeng, it didn’t know how to retort.
Having lived a hard life since childhood, and traveling north and south with Shao Zifeng, Qiuqiu would just charge at anyone it disliked, but it had never had... a dragon talk to it this way before, making the atmosphere suddenly awkward.
Seeing Sigvald’s patience wane, Shao Zifeng made a secret gesture with his hand.
Hum!
A Space Rift slowly unfolded, and the brilliant starlight shone in the darkness.
Sigvald’s gaze grew cold, a fearso storm brewing again in his eight eyes, "Who is it!!"
Boom!
A powerful storm appeared out of nowhere, and Shao Zifeng felt an imnse force strike him, his clothes torn by the wind’s blade-like lashes.
Qiuqiu clutched Shao Zifeng, its eyes dancing with flas of rage.
Just then, a slender hand erged from the radiant starlight, with solidified elental particles swirling around its elegant fingers, as a star-blue ray instantly pierced through the storm.
"Hmm?"
Sigvald’s pupils contracted as he gazed intently at the starlight sparkling like the Milky Way.
Elental particles within the starlight rapidly converged, forming star-blue crystal steps that floated in mid-air.
Click!
The high heels touched down on the steps, echoing ethereally, as Lingling, dressed in a resplendent gown and holding the Starlight Scepter, slowly descended the staircase, her figure enveloped in a faint starlight that made her face indistinct.
Sigvald felt the powerful energy fluctuations emanating from Lingling and squinted his eyes to ask, "And who might you be?"
Lingling stood beside Shao Zifeng, looking up at the colossal dragon head above, "Respected Duke Sigvald, may your wings never cease to flurry like the storm."
Sigvald’s gaze softened a bit as he complinted in an ancient language brimming with olden charm, "Respected madam, the starry night shall beco ever more enchanting because of your presence."
Hearing their conversation, Shao Zifeng suppressed the urge to snicker and leaned closer to Qiuqiu.
Qiuqiu exhaled flas from his nostrils and wrapped a claw around Shao Zifeng, watching Lingling with great interest.
Lingling’s mouth curved into a slight smile as she bowed gently, "Respected Duke Sigvald, I co from the Duchy of Bauhinia, currently serving as the Secretary Officer. Please allow the honor of introducing our esteed Duke of Bauhinia."
"Oh?" Sigvald clearly enjoyed the formality, swiftly grooming his disheveled mane with a claw and looking at Lingling with a stern expression, "With the Secretary Lady’s company, I presu the Duke of Bauhinia must be a mighty mber of the Dragon Clan. I am eagerly looking forward to eting him."
Lingling winked at Shao Zifeng and then introduced with solemnity, "Before you stands the champion of the Yundu Region qualifications, victor of the National University Cup, Guardian of Binhai City, master of both fire and ice, pioneer of the Daxia S01, the supre leader of the Bauhinia Principality, the embodint of kindness and valor, Duke Shao Zifeng... His Grace."
Pfft...
The goddamn Shao Zifeng His Grace.
Shao Zifeng stole a glance at Qiuqiu, only to see the little guy puff out his chest in pride, appearing thoroughly pleased with himself.
Despite feeling utterly embarrassed, Shao Zifeng managed to keep his composure.
Sigvald regarded Shao Zifeng with so skepticism; in its understanding, titles of nobility in Sidmondk were granted only to mighty mbers of the Dragon Clan.
But...
This human did not seem to possess any formidable strength; moreover, Sigvald had never even heard of those jumbled titles.
In contrast, that fire dragon seed to fit its notion of nobility much better.
Sensing the dragon’s confusion, Lingling covered her mouth and coughed lightly before adding, "This is Qiuqiu Bauhinia, His Grace’s most trusted and powerful Dragon Rider, the Fla Punishnt Judge. With its aid, His Grace, the Duke of Bauhinia, has forged the renowned na Shao Zifeng His Grace."
Sigvald’s eyes revealed a shock, realizing that the fire dragon, a creature of high noble dragon lineage, was rely his Dragon Rider. Such an honor could only belong to a truly formidable person.
Wait a minute...
His Grace!
A tide of emotions surged within Sigvald.
As one who inherited the title of Kanteli the Third, it knew all too well what the term "His Grace" signified.
It denoted an existence as mighty as its grandfather, who had bestowed glory upon the na Cantley with his strength.
With this thought, Sigvald humbly lowered his prideful head, "Respected Shao Zifeng His Grace, soone with a heart as vast as the ocean will certainly forgive my previous impertinence."
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