Chapter 317 - 225: White Harvester

Elsa’s arrival immediately reversed the situation.

The White Reaper, that was the name the Black Dragon Empire had given Elsa. Like a reaper, she constantly harvested lives, with one Dragon Knight after another falling before her. The Crystal Greatsword swished through the air, and it wasn’t just human heads that tumbled to the ground; dragon heads were severed, too.

Under Elsa’s leadership, the Dragon Knights of the White Dragon Empire fiercely fought back, and in conjunction with the ground forces, they actually drove the Black Dragon Empire’s army out of their borders!

"Latest achievement! Latest achievement! The world’s strongest dragon knight! The beautiful and noble Miss Elsa has once again slain three Dragon Knights of the Black Dragon Empire! Now Miss Elsa has killed a total of sixty-five enemy Dragon Knights! Slaying thirty-two Giant Dragons! Long live the White Dragon Empire! Long live Miss Elsa!"

Within the Dragon Knight Academy, there were always some voluntary announcers. They brought the latest updates from the front line every day. Initially, people were concerned about the state of the war, some intelligent individuals were studying the enemy’s new tactics. But later on, the focus of the public attention shifted drastically.

The whole Dragon Knight Academy... no, it should be said that the entire White Dragon Empire was almost solely focused on one thing.

Elsa, how many more enemy Dragon Knights can she kill?

The current count was sixty-five.

It might not seem like a big number.

But considering the total number of Dragon Knights, the figure was astounding.

Using the White Dragon Empire as an example, there were currently about three thousand active Dragon Knights distributed among the five major Dragon Knight Legions. The largest was the Second Legion, with one thousand, and the smallest was the Third Legion, with only three hundred.

So, those sixty-five were a daunting number.

Moreover, Elsa had also killed thirty-two Giant Dragons!

In Dragon Knight battles, killing the opposing Dragon Knight was the standard practice. But to slay a Giant Dragon was not as easy. Though the sword in the hand of a Dragon Knight was known as the Dragon-slaying Sword, and indeed its design could slay dragons, how many Dragon Knights could truly decapitate a dragon?

Put simply, it all came down to strength!

"The White Dragon Empire shall triumph!"

The onlookers began to cheer.

"Miss Elsa is the strongest!"

"Miss Elsa is the most beautiful!"

"Miss Elsa is the most noble!"

"Down with Long Yi! Save the beautiful and noble Miss Elsa!"

Huh?

Listening to this, Long Yi suddenly realized that the focus of the story had turned to him. Seeing the public ablaze with indignation, he proudly left with a haughty countenance.

Haha, that’s right, the beautiful and noble Elsa belongs to me, Long Yi! I’ll get the best of all of you!

Meanwhile, at the border.

The buildings previously occupied by the Black Dragon Empire had been completely destroyed by them. The soldiers of the infantry were seizing every moment to set up tents, with the cooks working in shifts around the clock. From time to time, screams emanated from the nearby medical tents.

But every face was filled with joy and confidence, including the injured.

Because in the middle of the encampment, in the only standing building, the White Dragon Empire’s strongest Dragon Knight, Elsa, was resting.

It was specifically because of Elsa’s arrival that the Black Dragon Empire’s forces were losing ground. Elsa toppled one Dragon Knight after another who stood in her way. Her tremendous power and divine beauty made her an idol in every soldier’s heart.

People firmly believed that as long as Elsa was here, the Black Dragon Empire wouldn’t dare to take even one step. It was even more likely that they could strike back!

Another battle had just ended, as expected, the Dragon Knights dispatched by the Black Dragon Empire fled as soon as they saw Elsa. Elsa did not pursue them, but returned immediately.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this was Elsa preserving her strength, taking all the time she could to rest. Since Elsa arrived here, her battles had been non-stop, leaving her pitifully little time to rest. The enemy knew about Elsa’s strength; they frequently sent Guardian Dragon Knights to provoke her. Faced with a handful of Guardian Dragon Knights possessing the Eight Dragon Marks, an ordinary Dragon Knight would not be a match, and Elsa was forced to engage in frequent battles. But the enemy was sneaky: they didn’t dare have any intense confrontation with Elsa. As soon as they were at a disadvantage, they immediately fled.

On the first day she arrived, Elsa killed two Guardian Dragon Knights with Eight Dragon Marks from the enemy. The next day, two more appeared, and Elsa took down one of them. The day after, another one showed up!

It was quite strange as if the enemy was treating the Guardian Dragon Knights with Eight Dragon Marks like worthless assets. It was from that day that they began their hit-and-run provocations.

Yes, hit-and-run. They didn’t plan any organized battle against Elsa, nor did they have any tactic. They were simply wearing down Elsa’s willpower.

The soldiers of the White Dragon Empire were immersed in the joy of reclaiming lost territory and didn’t find anything strange.

But Elsa herself didn’t see it that way. She always felt as if there was a conspiracy swirling around her.

But no matter what kind of conspiracy it was, Elsa didn’t have the energy to deal with it at the moment. Because, a major problem that only she knew about was rapidly approaching.

Right now, Elsa was sitting in the center of the room, looking at her reflection in the mirror.

Perfect appearance, perfect figure.

And that barely visible golden halo above her head.

"Ah—" Elsa sighed softly. The power that filled her chest was growing stronger, and she was trying her best to suppress it. But the more she suppressed it, the more that power tried to burst out.

"What should I do, I’m about to lose control, they’re almost here, I don’t want to leave yet." Elsa leaned on the table, speaking in a somewhat helpless tone.

"You stupid Black Dragon Empire, stop coming here, if this continues, I really won’t be able to suppress my power anymore."

The sky was gradually brightening and the horn sounded again, its rhythm signaling a grand enemy was approaching?!

Elsa helplessly raised her head, knowing that some things were inevitable, even if she did nothing. She had only been trying to delay them as much as possible.

"Alright, you bastards, if this is what you want, I’ll make sure to give you a pure thrill before I leave!"

Elsa’s face was full of fury!

She pushed open the door to find her devoted guard waiting.

"Lady Elsa! The Black Dragon Empire is attacking! There are nine Dragon Knights this time! All have eight Dragon Marks!" her guard shouted. Despite his efforts to control his emotions, Elsa could still hear the tension in his voice.

"Nine? Has the Black Dragon Empire started mass-producing Guardian Dragon Knights?" Elsa shook her head. "Oh well, I hope they won’t run away this time."

Upon hearing Elsa’s words, her guard’s eyes instantly brightened. In the eyes of their enemies, she was a white, life-harvesting menace; in his eyes, Elsa was the unbeatable Goddess of War!

Later, the events of half a day unfolded.

Within the dungeons of the White Dragon Empire’s Imperial City, Tilian was curled up in a corner, spiritless. Despite being a royal dungeon designed for royalty, with good ventilation, fresh air, and plentiful food, the manacles on his wrists and ankles were a constant reminder of his status as a prisoner.

How many days had passed? Tilian didn’t know. In his semi-conscious state, he had been plagued by nightmares. He dreamt of his poisoned father seeking revenge, of his second brother stabbing him through the heart, and of Long Yi beating him to death with his bare fists.

Of course, he also dreamt of a woman’s betrayal.

He was frightened. His ascension and subsequent downfall had happened so swiftly, he barely had time to understand how much gold his throne had cost. He had no idea what had transpired, only that the Crown Prince Kirei had visited once on the day of his imprisonment and never returned.

Perhaps, I will die in this place?

This thought crossed Tilian’s mind.

Just then, screams echoed from outside. They were the screams of the dungeon guards. The dungeon door was elegantly pushed open, and a tall man with fair complexion walked in.

"Greetings, Third Prince. We meet for the first time. I am Yake-Black. I am here to save you."

Yake? The youngest son of the Black Dragon Emperor? A Dragon Knight with eight Dragon Marks? Why was he here?

"Don’t try to trick me," Tilian said, suspecting this was a trap set by Kirei.

Yake smiled faintly, easily breaking the lock on the dungeon door and the manacles on Tilian’s body.

"Let’s go, Third Prince. We can’t waste too much time. There’s a magnificent show waiting for us." He pulled Tilian by the arm, leading him out of the dungeon.

Tilian originally didn’t want to go. But not until he was seated on the Black Dragon’s back, watching the pursuing Dragon Knights in the distance, did he truly realize that he had regained his freedom.

"You won’t be able to escape. Elsa will appear soon." Tilian sincerely doubted Yake was a match for Elsa.

"No, she won’t. Today’s show features the beautiful Miss Elsa, but the stage isn’t here, oh," Yake said as his dragon beneath him spewed a stream of Dragon Breath. The Dragon Breath formed a thick black fog, instantly covering a vast area. The pursuing Dragon Knights quickly avoided it.

Tilian was in a state of confusion. He looked back just in time to see several White Dragon Knights flying out of the White Dragon Tower in the distance but noticed no sign of Elsa, the Group Leader of the Guardian Dragon Knight Order, or Duo Mo!

This was far too strange! Three of the four Dragon Knights were missing!

"That’s enough, don’t worry, we’re just passing through. And besides, I need to find someone," said Yake.

"Find someone?"

"Yes, find someone. An audience!" Yake replied.

"Who?"

"If I asked you to name the person you most want to kill right now, who would it be?"

Tilian instinctively wanted to say Crown Prince Kirei. But he fell silent before the words could leave his mouth.

Because he didn’t hate Kirei that much.

From beginning to end, Kirei had always been the one he was plotting against.

So who was the one responsible for his current predicament?

A name was on the tip of his tongue.

Long Yi!

Yes! Everything started that day. If it weren’t for Long Yi, none of this would have happened! It all began the day Long Yi beat him half to death in front of their father and all the students at the Dragon Knight Academy. His power was crushed and he started to resent Long Yi. Oh, and his father for not avenging him! This led to his reckless alliance with the Black Dragon Empire to poison his father!

All because of Long Yi!

"I guess, it’s Long Yi," Yake said.

"..." Tilian nodded silently, finding himself too furious to speak.

"Great, because I hate him too! You know why I hate him? He stole Lady Elsa from me!" Yake’s facial expression twisted in anger. "That’s why I brought him along. Because in this show, I want him to see with his own eyes... Elsa’s death!" To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.