Chapter 351: Chapter 295: Alina: Look at Your Blood Relatives!

South of the Atlantia Continent, Lothern Kingdom, deep within the Royal Court.

In a vast and majestic hall, Crystal Princess Alina stood alone, her slender figure appearing even more graceful in the grand space.

The interior of the hall had discarded any ornamental excess, with only one astrolabe silently standing in its center.

It had a unique design, seemingly composed of countless intricately interlocked and functioning miniature planets and complex star tracks, with its surface engraved with innumerable magic runes, emitting a profound and mysterious glow.

She softly and deeply exhaled.

Then, Alina stepped lightly, walking to the area directly beneath the giant astrolabe.

A beam of deep blue light mixed with countless intricate runes swept across, silently verifying Alina’s royal authority as a princess.

"Good day, esteemed Princess Alina."

The astrolabe emitted a gentle hum, while a graceful female voice emerged from within, carrying a warmth and emotion almost human, rather than cold mechanical synthesis.

"Good day."

Alina replied politely.

Her gaze locked onto the rotating star tracks, she spoke directly: "Sel Wilderness, in that land, something worthy of attention happened last night, and I want to see it with my own eyes."

Those magic satellites, hanging high above Bernardo Planet, observing the continents, mostly belonged to a vast empire.

However, among them were a few radiant and powerful kingdom satellites, quietly orbiting in the night sky, silently watching the affairs on the ground.

For instance, the Lothern Kingdom, rich in heritage and excellent in magic and alchemy techniques, secretly controls more than one such eye with great expense and top-tier technology.

Though its coverage isn’t as vast as the Empire, it is nonetheless significant.

Their power is linked and controlled through astrolabes distributed across various locations.

As a princess holding a position of high esteem within the Royal Court.

Alina, even if confined to the palace fort within the kingdom city, can still use the Royal Court’s astrolabe to observe the world from a broad perspective, discerning the changing winds beyond.

The core light of the astrolabe pulsed steadily, responding:

"Please specify the exact coordinates and time point you wish to observe, Your Highness."

Alina fluently reported a string of numbers – the precise coordinates of the Abel Duchy’s mine renowned for producing high-quality saltpeter within the Sel Wilderness – and clearly added: "The time anchor point is last night, at moonset and starfall."

Having received the precise time-space coordinates, the core of the astrolabe hesitated slightly.

Then.

It began to reverse its orbit.

Buzz—!

Brilliant rays burst forth from the astrolabe, instantly filling every inch of the majestic hall.

Light and shadow interwove, twisted, and recomposed.

Vividly constructing a dynamic and awe-inspiring scene.

The image began with the Red Iron Dragon, akin to an apocalyptic comet engulfed in fiery flames and golden thunder, tearing through layers of dark clouds from high above, with an imposing descent.

That rugged and mighty figure, radiating boundless ferocity and power, reflected clearly in Alina’s view.

She subconsciously blinked her beautiful eyes near-breathlessly.

Her fingers moved slightly, freezing, enlarging, and zooming in on the image... her gaze meticulously examined each steel scale and muscle line of the Galos.

Deep within.

She truly found it hard to associate this ferocious and unstoppable monstrous dragon with her own fat iron dragon, lazily yawning in the courtyard carpet.

If it weren’t for thorough and repeated verification.

She wouldn’t believe that this Red Iron Dragon, resembling a natural disaster, was indeed the blood-linked brother of Gordon!

Alina again moved her fingers, allowing the stagnant and harrowing destruction scene to resume flowing.

She seemed to be in an immersive drama, witnessing firsthand how the Ignas Dragon Group relentlessly and unyieldingly shattered Abel Duchy’s long-standing fortified outpost and the resisting soldiers and golems within, reducing them to dust and rubble in a brief time.

A moment later.

She saw the decisive scene.

The Red Iron Dragon inhaled deeply, spewing its destructive dragon breath towards the saltpeter mine.

In an instant, the earth shook, and a terrifying chain of explosions erupted like awoken hellfire, with fiery flames steaming the rain curtain, blooming into a merciless yet dazzling firework woven from pure destruction, blood, and death—under the deep night sky!

The image froze again.

The blossoming flower of death became the only light source in the hall at that moment.

"So beautiful..."

Princess Alina murmured softly, her eyes flickering with a dazzling light, clearly reflecting the blooming flower of death.

If it were just an unrelated bystander witnessing this scene, they would only feel a chill and profound terror.

But she was different.

She knew full well that this firework, which shook the wilderness and lit up the night sky, bloomed for her! It was the promise fulfilled by the Ignas Dragon Group.

This meant.

She finally had a leverage point to shift the balance of war and defend the honor of the kingdom in her own way.

A sense of delight and satisfaction quietly spread in her heart.

After quietly admiring this frozen beauty of the fireworks for a moment, she seemed to awaken from a stunning dream, closed the astrolabe, and elegantly turned to leave the hall.

Following the familiar path, she arrived at the courtyard arranged with thick, soft rugs, belonging exclusively to Iron Dragon Gordon for his rest.

Iron Dragon Gordon was originally lying idly on the carpet, his massive belly rising and falling slightly with his long breaths.

Seeing Alina’s figure appear at the entrance of the courtyard, he immediately perked up, gathered his enormous body and asked with a hint of anticipation, "How is it? Are you satisfied with the gift the Dragon Group offered?"

The Crystal Princess walked elegantly to him and nodded slowly.

"Of course I’m satisfied." Her voice was clear, carrying a hint of joy and delight.

Then she added, "Gordon, tell your kin that I really like the gift."

With a slight pause, she seemed to recall an ancient saying, looked at the Iron Dragon, and said, "I’ve heard an ancient saying—steel and mead should not be enjoyed alone; those who go against this will be scorned by the gods."

Alina reached out and gently patted the Iron Dragon’s thick foreclaw covered with cold metallic scales, a smile playing on her lips.

"The Ignas Dragon Group will soon receive my return gift."

The Red Iron Dragon offered a gift she liked, and she, as the Crystal Princess, would surely not hesitate to return the gesture.

This was not merely an exchange of treasures but also a declaration of her unwavering support.

As for the Federal troops stationed in Sel Wilderness and the minor troubles that might follow, she had long since taken care of those.

"What about mine? I’m an indispensable part of the Ignas Dragon Group too! I’m an important link!"

Iron Dragon Gordon immediately brought his massive head closer, affectionately nudging Alina’s arm, shamelessly asking for his share of the hard-earned labor fee and brokerage fee.

Alina didn’t respond immediately; she just tilted her head slightly, gazing at Gordon’s massive body with a look of novelty and consideration, causing the Iron Dragon to feel inexplicably uneasy.

"Uh... Alina, your look is a bit strange,"

Gordon couldn’t help but say in his deep, muffled voice, "What are you thinking? Are you considering what treasure to give me?"

After a few seconds of silence, the air seemed to freeze.

Alina sighed, then said very seriously, "Gordon, I’m thinking... maybe it’s time to seriously consider cutting down your monthly food budget."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over the Iron Dragon’s overly prominent belly lines.

Having never seen truly powerful and robust Giant Dragons before, she didn’t mind Iron Dragon’s rounded, plump appearance, finding it quite naive and cute.

But now, the perfect form of the Red Iron Dragon, filled with both power and beauty, was deeply etched in her mind, sparking an idea to transform her chubby homebody dragon.

"No!!"

Gordon’s heart sank, his massive head immediately shaking like a rattle-drum in a gale, his resistance evident, causing the entire courtyard ground to quiver slightly.

"The food budget is my lifeline! Alina! You can’t be so cruel!"

Seeing Iron Dragon’s exaggerated response, Alina shifted her tone and said, "Here’s what we’ll do. Let’s set up a motivational plan. For every hundred pounds you lose, I’ll reward you with a thousand Lothern Gold Coins, with no upper limit."

She threw out an enticing offer.

Iron Dragon Gordon, indeed, did not have to worry about food in the Royal Court, as rare foods were at his disposal, but when it came to true wealth that could make his eyes shine, treasures he could freely manage as his own, Alina was quite strict, seldom allowing him to touch them.

Hearing Alina’s offer, Gordon’s eyes widened instantly.

A thousand gold coins for a hundred pounds of weight?

It seemed like a deal worth making.

"Alright!!" He straightened up abruptly, sucked in his belly with effort, and proclaimed, as his sturdy dragon claw struck the carpet with an assertive echo, "It’s a deal! Alina!"

"For the gold coins, I’m at least going to earn ten thousand gold coins, no! Twenty thousand!!"