"It''s dead. We won, my Lord."


    Watching prodolk slowly sink into the water, the blood overflowing at the wound even covered the sea, the Deputy put away the single barrel lookout mirror and shouted excitedly.


    This is a meaningful scene. Although the fleet is also equipped with casters, there is no Archmage who can resist this monster, and the Black Dragon Princess blackhia has not defeated the power of prodolk. Even so, people who originally saw this monster can only despair, But he was killed by the powerful force of the imperial grip - the vital magic played little role. This battle is worth going into the history of the Empire.


    But credo''s face did not ease down, but became more heavy. Sweat covered his forehead. He knew that it was right that the fleet had solved the sea monster threat, but he was afraid that he would have to face a more difficult situation.


    "Contact the imperial court," said credo.


    "My Lord, the royal court''s order is that we can build it only after we arrive at vilost..." the Deputy reminded me. I don''t know why.


    "Follow my orders!"


    Captain credo''s voice grew louder: "the recorder will stay and be responsible for reporting the situation here to the king''s court. The rest will leave the command room and go on deck with me."


    Blakia stopped looking at the fallen bodies and returned with her wings. Although she received Caesar''s order to go with the fleet, she hardly stayed with these humans along the way. She always wandered in the sky and occasionally went to the sea to hunt. This time, the mother dragon''s goal was directly directed at the flagship "imperial grip".


    The situation of the mother dragon was obviously wrong. After the battle, her body was still full of strong magic reaction, and her eyes were burning with anger. At the same time, on the imperial grip armored ship, the headquarters personnel had boarded the deck under the command of clendor.


    People knelt down one after another in the strong wind and dragon power, and greeted her in unison: "Your Highness blakiah."


    "You cowardly, ignorant, humble and stupid scum."


    Blakia gave a rude roar, and the highly toxic acid dripping from the ferocious sharp teeth made a Zizi sound on the steel deck: "you all deserve to die!"


    The roar of the dragon made everyone tremble and confused, but clendot knew the origin of her anger. He whispered in the leading position: "I apologize to you, your highness blakiah. The situation is critical and communication is inconvenient. Only when prodolk surfaced can the weapons held by the Empire really hurt him. Hitting his tentacles is meaningless. In that case, we can only wait for the opportunity."


    "You don''t know..."


    Clendo''s deputy was also a smart man. After hearing this, he probably understood it. He quickly helped to explain: "In fact, our real weapon is only the main gun of the imperial grip. If we rashly attack its tentacles and make it defensive, this monster may give priority to destroying the imperial grip. Once this happens, we will lose our resistance and be buried in the fish''s belly, and we will not be able to complete the task assigned to us by the imperial court..."


    "So you''re absolutely right."


    Blakia sneered and said that human words made her more angry. When did these incompetent and weak humans dare to sophistry in front of the great dragon?


    "No."


    Captain credo looked up at the black dragon and felt that such an explanation would only have a counterproductive effect in front of blakia, so he said, "as the commander of the imperial fleet, I can''t guarantee your safety. I''m inexcusable. For this, I''m willing to accept the judgment of the trial court."


    The trial court is a department established by the empire a few years ago. It is controlled by the radiation Golden Dragon Rand crodiwalker tangrian, who is most loyal to the Black Dragon Emperor. It has extremely tough means and is specially responsible for dealing with various internal events of the imperial clan and army. It is the last place that officials serving the Empire are reluctant to mention.


    "Now, this is the trial!"


    Blakia opened her mouth and Longxi was ready to go: "you fools who shame the Empire, there is no need for existence!"


    "Wait."


    Credo stood up trembling, not because of fear, but because of the power of the dragon. He raised his head: "Your Highness blakiah, the others in the command room have proposed several times to fire in advance to protect you. I ordered them not to move. It''s entirely my fault. I''m willing to accept the dragon''s anger. For the rest, I beg you to keep them to complete the emperor''s order."


    "Then you''d better die first!" the mother dragon''s patience has reached the limit.


    "Blakia." almost when the Black Dragon Princess had spewed sour breath out of her mouth, a whisper suddenly came from the inside of the imperial grip and echoed on the deck.


    The sound made blackhia tremble, the Long Wei disappeared, the sour breath stopped, the head lowered slightly, and subconsciously looked around.


    She whispered with a little vigilance, "Caesar..."


    "I already know what happened here. Afterwards, it will be submitted to the trial court for arbitration. Any problems will be handled by the trial court according to the imperial law." the voice of the Black Dragon Emperor was very flat.


    "You want to take care of me again?"


    Blakia''s voice grew louder and hissed with excitement: "I listen to you and do everything you want! Now, you are not allowed if I want to kill a humble human! This is not allowed, that is not allowed, anything is not allowed! Nothing is allowed!"


    The huge projection of the Black Dragon Emperor appeared on the deck. Caesar looked down at blakia''s eyes and his voice became serious: "listen, I only say once, he is not a humble human, he is a people of the black wing Empire, they are all!"


    Next to the Black Dragon Emperor, there were several other high-level imperial officials, including half Lich Ryan, judge Claudius walker, and brother Garon.


    Blakia and Caesar looked at each other in anger for a moment, then turned their heads, roared wildly, poured acid into the sea, and their claws broke several steel structures on the deck.


    After she vented for a while, Caesar came forward. The virtual shadow gathered its claws and surrounded blakia, forming an encircling posture, and his voice became soft: "well, this is how to deal with it. Garland Nord needs to expand around, and another city is being built in the West. If the voyage plan is successful, I''ll give it to you."


    Blackhia was stunned at first. Before her joy could replace her anger, somehow she smelled Caesar''s smell - a new exciting smell that could fascinate any female dragon except the smell of dry roses.


    She felt numb and her throat was astringent.


    Looking at this scene, Garon also felt his body numb and his throat astringent.