
King Alma or the so-called Asteroth Alman gripped the wine glass then threw it aside making an uncomfortable sound for the three others sitting with him.
However, his kingdom has now been taken over by the enemy and now his position has been completely lost.
"I really won't allow this, Lugional I'll use that to take my country again."
Hearing that the Lugional smiled happily while the remaining one clearly showed a face of doubt.
"How else, if you want to do it, use my army and take your kingdom back."
"That's what I want to do."
The four went to the top of a high tower where there appeared a dragon shackled in chains between his four legs and his neck.
He roared with hostility, his height almost exceeding that of a house with a back filled with rocks that were more like a lava from a mountain of merapi.
"How dare you men do this to me, I will make you all dust" he cried full of intimidation as he directed his mouth full of barrage as he roared.
"Oh well, you're really excited, one of the Crimson dragons has to be like this" Asteroth provoked.
One of the chains that tied his hand was shattered scattered, the dragon hand was lifted up and dropped violently.
For Asteroth it was not a powerful blow, he held it in without hesitation while the footing under his feet had turned into cracks that crept into the area of the altar and pillars.
"Your scent is like a witch, so who are you working with?"
"The witch is twilight but she seems to have retreated from this war."
"From the seven cursed disgusting creatures you chose the witch of twilight, what an irony.I think the moon witch is better than all of them."
"It's a pity but the moon witches are in the kingdom we're fighting."
The red dragon laughed.
"It's interesting that man is always happy to bring himself into ruin."
"Don't worry, because I will also drag you and the rest of the dragons to our side, Red Crimson."
"Dragon control magic."
"Absolutely, I will make the same fight as the Dragon Festival of the past."
The next day all the guards had gathered outside the capital, not only did the figure of the person previously known as the former general have evaluated everyone in just one night.
Souma standing behind him showed his admiration.
He is the type of loner who likes to solve problems with his hands, while in front of him is the type of person who makes the basis of connections to strengthen himself to survive and vice versa.
Compared to the king all the soldiers trusted the general Kalion more. Souma watched every movement of the person he saw not least his partner who had spread to the posts that had been decided before.
Kalion approached Souma while providing readiness information about his troops.
"You sure you're gonna do this, you could be considered a traitor to the kingdom."
"You see, I think this is also one of these kingdoms at least I want the former queen and her daughter to still have a position over her country even a little."
Souma looked at him with a flat look.
"There's a chance I'll kill King Alman, if you bother me I won't hesitate to kill you either."
"I will remember that," he replied thus without regard to Souma's strong emphasis. Kalion continued.
"Some time ago the four kingdoms captured a dragon, what they were going to do with it, until now I am still confused."
"Dragon? You mean the common dragon."
"No, if not one of the Crimson dragons."
"Don't tell me they're trying to create the Dragon Festival."
"Dragon festival you mean that one?"
"The Crimson Dragon has the ability to control other dragons if for example its power is misused then."
Just as Souma finished his words from a distance the two could see about 500 red dragons had flown in the sky where each on his back was a human rider wearing armor and weapons in his hands.
One of the largest dragons flew at the front as the leader who rode him was the king of Alman.
"Cursed be you twilight witch," said Souma annoyed.