PAID

Years ago, Leon and Rosvisser had ventured into the Red Flame Dragon Clan’s territory to investigate which Dragon Kings might be cooperating with the empire.

So he still remembered where the Red Flame Dragon Palace was located.

Passing through a forest, Leon saw the flicker of flames in the distance. Soon, he’d be face-to-face with that tenacious male dragon.

It was ironic. In the glorious career of General Leon the Dragonslayer, Konstantin was the only Dragon King he’d fought at least three times—and who was still alive.@@novelbin@@

Leon chuckled to himself. He was almost embarrassed to knock Konstantin back into a resurrection match yet again.

But as he made jokes to himself, Leon remained cautious.

Konstantin now had a boost from primordial power. Even though he might not have mastered its spells, his strength had undoubtedly increased significantly.

Thinking he could defeat Konstantin as he had before was unrealistic.

However, Leon was confident enough to come alone, which spoke to his faith in the difference between their powers.

Even if he couldn’t beat Konstantin, he was sure he could escape without harm.

With this in mind, Leon reached the outer boundary of the Red Flame Dragon Palace.

Strangely, no dragons came out to stop him.

“This... It’s way too quiet. Suspicious.”

Not only suspicious but oddly familiar, stirring an unpleasant memory.

He remembered the time he’d tried to escape from Rosvisser’s Silver Dragon sanctuary after waking from a two-year coma. Not a single guard had appeared in his path—it felt like strolling through his own backyard.

Until he reached the river, where Rosvisser caught him. Only then did he realize it had been her little game all along.

She’d let him think he was getting away, only to pull the rug out from under him when he was sure he’d won. It was just like a dragon to go for both the body and the pride.

So… could Konstantin be trying the same tactic?

Leon snapped to full alert, scanning his surroundings.

Meanwhile, inside the Red Flame Dragon Palace, Konstantin leaned back on his throne.

A guard approached, bowing low.