Game World: I Can Share Talents-Chapter 53: So You’re Giving Orders Now

Returning to the sky, the first thing Westheid saw was Reiya talking with the Giant Dragon Execution Officers.

As he drew closer, he could hear Tudor’s voice:

"Her Highness Reiya, where should we patrol next? If not for this patrol, I would never have believed our territory had been infiltrated to this extent by the Celestial Vault Kingdom. If even the settlements of the Dragon Descendants are overrun with enemy spies, aren’t the human towns in even worse shape?"

"Your Highness, please allow us to lead a team to burn down the towns where enemy agents are hiding. We will surely be able to completely purify the Celestial Vault People’s corrosion within our domain!"

As the Giant Dragon Execution Officer spoke, he lightly scraped his sharp claws across his own Scale Armor, revealing his true thoughts.

He wanted to use the excuse of cleansing enemy spies to engage in wanton slaughter, burning, and plunder. In the past, only Scorching Wings was qualified to issue such large-scale orders for a Slauther. The Legendary True Dragons were only interested in extracting wealth from their territories and couldn’t care less about how their slaves lived.

Now, having an excuse to unleash their inner beastliness under the guise of a purge was a rare opportunity, even for the Giant Dragons.

Westheid was amused when he heard this and immediately went over to lay into him.

"You piece of shit, are you giving the orders now?! Take a good look in the mirror, what’s your rank?! Who do you think you are to be giving commands?"

"The enemy isn’t stupid. After we’ve stirred the pot so much, you think they’ll just sit around and wait to die? They’ve already fled to the Resistance Army. There’s a massive resistance organization on the Kepal Plain, don’t tell me you knew nothing about it!"

Tudor took the verbal lashing without getting particularly angry. It was clear this wasn’t the first time; the Giant Dragon Execution Officers were used to being trampled on by Her Highness Reiya’s Star Fury Power.

The Giant Dragon rumbled:

"We are, of course, aware of the existence of those ants on the border. They are merely a minor nuisance, hardly a threat. We can crush them with a flick of a finger."

"A minor nuisance? You sure talk big. Then I suppose you also know that the leader of that Resistance Army is at the Legendary Tier?"

Westheid sneered.

The moment he finished speaking, the Giant Dragon Execution Officers were in an uproar.

Tudor let out a hoarse roar, "Le... Legendary? H-How is that possible? If there was a Legend, we should have known... if a Legend had made a move."

"So you just pretend they don’t exist because they haven’t made a move?"

Westheid raged, "Useless trash! You don’t even know the strength of the resistance leader, yet you have the gall to blindly give orders? All those spies who were hiding in the human settlements are now flooding east to seek refuge with the Resistance Army because we spooked them... You don’t care about enemy intelligence at all. The only thing you’ve mastered is the Dragon Race’s arrogance."

"That’s enough. From now on, ignore all human settlements. Our sole target is the Resistance Army on the eastern border. Dispatch the Execution Officers there."

"Yes..."

Tudor was overwhelmed with shame, and the lava flowing over his Scale Armor dimmed. If a Legendary Tier resistor had truly appeared on the Kepal Plain, it was indeed no small matter.

Even though the Dragon Race was unrivaled among their own kind, it didn’t mean they could defy the fundamental order and challenge those of a higher Tier.

Let alone the Legendary Celestial Rank... That was a realm that was truly Extraordinary to Saint, the peak a mortal could reach under normal conditions.

Despite his utter contempt for slave races like humans, the Legendary Tier was a status that transcended race. Tudor still held a basic respect for a Powerhouse.

After all, any Legendary Powerhouse could slaughter him with absolute ease.

"But if there truly is a Legendary Tier enemy, perhaps we shouldn’t act rashly. It would be more prudent to wait for Lord Scorching Wings to return and handle it."

Tudor said hesitantly, finding a grandiose excuse rather than admitting he was scared. "In the face of a Legendary Celestial Rank enemy, we might not be able to guarantee Her Highness’s safety."

"No matter. We won’t launch a frontal assault. We’re just gathering enough military force to surround the Resistance Army first."

Reiya spoke up at this moment. "I recall we still have some of the Dragon Beast Legion left, and we’ve accumulated quite a few Alchemy Bombs."

A Giant Dragon Execution Officer immediately replied, "Yes. If you require them, they can be mobilized now."

The Silver-haired Dragon Lady’s beautiful Cang Tong lowered, her gaze icy.

"Then make the arrangements. Deploy all available legions. Also, make sure to bring enough Alchemy Bombs. As for the rest... on your way, don’t bother with the escaping slaves. They are not important. The key is to annihilate the enemy’s resistance force. I don’t want to see any of you acting on your own."

"As you command!"

The Giant Dragon Execution Officers nodded in unison and then departed with a beat of their wings.

Only after the Giant Dragon Execution Officers had left did Yolanda speak.

"Brother, are we going to make contact with the Resistance Army next?"

"Mhm. By my calculations, Scorching Wings should be at Dragon’s Will Peak by now. When he learns the truth, he’ll be absolutely furious and will want to come back and destroy us immediately. So we have to hurry. To avoid getting flattened by that Legendary True Dragon, we need to find a powerful backer."

As an expert who had mastered the "Dragon Calamity Dungeon," how could Westheid forget a key figure like the Solren Sword Saint?

To achieve the miracle of killing Scorching Wings, he absolutely could not bypass this leader of the Kepal Plain’s Resistance Army.

Reiya pondered for a moment, then said coolly:

"According to the intel circulating among the Trial Takers, the Imperial War Knights have already defected to the Resistance Army. If we’re going to be on the same side, how should we deal with them?"

"...You’re still hung up on those guys, huh? Don’t worry, none of them will escape. I don’t even need a blade to kill them."

Westheid sighed at Reiya’s persistence, then a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

............

Having been drilled by Westheid for the past few days, the Giant Dragon Execution Officers had shed their former laziness and sluggishness. They acted with decisive speed, assembling as quickly as possible before rushing to their destination.

In the eastern part of the Kepal Plain sat a mountain range that formed a natural frontier for the entire plain.

This was the outermost edge of the Dragon Realm—not because a border was drawn here, as borders didn’t exist in this era. The Realm extended wherever a dragon’s wings could block out the sun.

It was simply because this region was beyond the jurisdictional limits of the Kepal Plain’s Dragon Race. Even the Giant Dragon Execution Officers who patrolled the territory would slack off; they couldn’t possibly patrol endlessly day after day.

Since they couldn’t patrol it, they let it develop on its own. As long as no major incidents occurred, the Giant Dragons couldn’t be bothered to give it a second glance.

Thus, in this corner beyond the True Dragons’ sight, there was finally a space for the slaves to breathe. Over the past few decades, a Resistance Army had gradually developed.