Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 524
Chapter 524: Chapter 302: It’s Not Called Fighting If You Don’t Fight Back_1
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“What did you say!?” Guliani, who was enjoying his afternoon tea with the addition of the pricey frosted sugar, startled out of his chair. His sudden movement knocked over the small tea table in front of him, scattering the frosted sugar and tea leaves.
The priests surrounding him took a glance at the scattered items with a look of regret. It was not surprising, the frosted sugar tea leaves were so expensive that even the pope’s attendants like them rarely got a chance to enjoy it.
Sugar, already a rare commodity in this era, usually came as unrefined brown or black sugar. So, the snow-white frosted sugar was extremely scarce, even rarer than Demon Crystals.
As for tea, it was even more uncommon. It was a product of another plane, a small box of it cost a thousand Demon Crystals. The amount of tea spilled now probably cost several hundred Demon Crystals.
Guliani disregarded these losses, grabbed the priest delivering the report, “What? Say it again.”
Even when he learned about Anthony’s Schism Church, he hadn’t been this shocked.
“The… The Dragon Knights were defeated, Captain Aimer died in battle, half of the dragon beasts were injured and surrendered, the remaining ones are fleeing back here. They are terrified,” the priest reported with an incredulous look.
While reporting, he repeatedly looked down at the battle report on the paper, showing his disbelief at the information written.
“Impossible!” Guliani snatched the report, “Judging by the timing, the Dragon Knights should have arrived at the Goddess of Beauty City only two hours ago. Even if they were 2,000 flying pigs, they wouldn’t be defeated within two hours!”
Aerial battles are often swift yet prolonged. A moment of intersection between the two forces could decide life or death, making the battle swift. But if the enemy can’t be shot down immediately, the battle would drag into a lengthy chase until one side exhausts its strength.
A thousand Dragon Knights, even if the enemy had equivalent aerial forces, the battle couldn’t be resolved within two hours. Even if those were 2,000 flying pigs, they couldn’t be wiped out within two hours.
Why 2,000? Because he included both the dragon beasts and the knights into the ‘ability to fly’ category.
After grabbing the report, Guliani saw an unbelievable line: An enemy roared, causing chaos among the dragon beasts, scaring hundreds to death, hundreds to retreat, and hundreds more to terrify. Captain Aimer faced the enemy alone, but the enemy waved his hand, causing devastation for hundreds of miles, resulting in Aimer’s death.
“Who wrote this report? Drag him to the Judgment Hall and burn him.” Guliani furiously slapped the solid wooden table beside him, breaking it into pieces.
No wonder Guliani was angry, what kind of report was this? Hundreds, hundreds, hundreds of miles—couldn’t they provide a precise number? Was this a battle report or a poem?
“Yes, sir!” An attendant immediately responded and exited.
After fuming for a while, Guliani said, “Summon Lord Dyson.”
It took Dyson more than half an hour to reach the curia. He was 2,000 kilometers away on the West Coast where people who had fled the Land of Fallen were currently settled.
It was also the frontline for their operations. After the Dragon Knights’ aerial raid, the ground troops would advance from there to take over the Goddess of Beauty City.
Seeing the report, Dyson was astounded, “Is this report exaggerating?”
Guliani frowned, the detailed reports he received after Dyson’s arrival made him less sure than before. Embarrassingly, he said, “What if it’s not exaggerated? What if it’s true? What if we wronged the person who wrote the report? Uh, who wrote the report? Was he burnt? Tell them not to burn him.”
The attendant who had previously taken the order hesitated, then said, “Your holiness, it’s too late. He has been burned.”
“Oh, you executed the order well, but unfortunately… may he rest in peace in Heaven.” Guliani said sadly.
Dyson read the rest of the report and sat down in a stunned silence, “You mean, just one roar?”
Guliani nodded, “The Dragon chant, The Dragon God Transformation.”
“Brooks? He violated the treaty! He directly intervened in the continental conflicts!” Dyson fumed.
Guliani had the same suspicion. A dragon chant capable of the legendary Dragon God Transformation could only mean that Brooks personally took action.
The Dragon Knights, those nearby were affected, while those far away couldn’t see clearly. They only saw a humanoid creature covered in scales. This creature resembled a dragonkin, many dragonkin looked like that.
But the ability to wipe out dragon beasts with just one chant would only align with the legendary Dragon God Transformation.
If Brooks knew that he’d been blamed for such a heinous act while he was still on Dragon Island, he would undoubtedly be astounded.
“Your holiness, we should convene a cross-dimensional safety meeting to strongly condemn this behavior of the Dragon Clan,” Dyson suggested.
Guliani shook his head, “You forgot our resolution did not pass? We won’t get any support in the meeting.”
“So, what should we do?” Dyson sighed, it was a headache. Originally, he had imagined it beautifully: an unexpected raid by the Dragon Knights seizing the enemy’s high ranks, then the ground troops would arrive to take over the territory and assets of the Goddess of Beauty City.
The ground forces had been assembled, but the aerial team was defeated? What to do now?
Guliani stared at him deeply and said calmly, “The Goddess of Beauty City was your idea, saying they made lots of money from women and the bald. But you went to Seth Empire to fetch manpower and barely made it past the door before being ambushed by the enemy. You suffered heavy losses and scared the Seth Royal Family, halting their collaboration.”
