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The Duchy of Parta is desperate to make amends for their traitorous transgression. Watching the human nations flounder about is nothing new to Liam, and dealing with them is just business as usual, but there are stars in Liam’s eyes the moment he learns about the “necromantic magic” in their possession—the power to subordinate dead souls! Liam and the Duchy of Parta soon find a quick path to reconciliation, but what could have been a simple diplomatic exchange is soon shrouded in an ominous fog as conspiracy brews in the neighboring duchy. Liam realizes this might be more serious than he thought, especially when he hears that two foreboding words are being passed in hushed voices within the grand duke’s abode: “Dragon Slayer.” Whatever it means, it couldn’t be good for him or the three ancient dragons now living in the city!
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In the palace’s audience hall, I sat on my throne with the Duchy of Parta’s delegation before me—ten people, all in full dress. It was clear at a glance that they were mostly, if not all, noblemen. Since becoming a Hamilton and getting to know Scarlet, I’d had my fair share of encounters—even scuffles—with nobles, but this was my first time facing so many all at once.
I felt nervous confronting them despite my place on the throne, but evidently, they were far more on edge than I was. As for why... Well, the answer was right behind me: Lardon, Dyphon, and Paithon, enveloped in a faint and mystic glow, lurked behind my throne in their dragon forms, though with their bodies a mere fraction of their original size. Outside the window behind them were their actual bodies in their full-sized glory.
In short, three humongous dragons were right outside the palace, while their smaller glowing projections were poised behind my throne.
Earlier, I had asked Lardon what this display was meant to do, and her answer was simple: “Nothing. There is no particular purpose for doing this.”
“What? Then why...?”
“When faced with the incomprehensible, humans tend to formulate their own interpretations—their own reasons—to make sense of it.”
“Basically,” Dyphon cut in, “we’re trying to show them that we’re head over heels for you and—”
“They will assume that we dragons are under your wing, thus feeding into their fear,” Lardon finished, completely ignoring her. Paithon remained silent all the while.
Anyway, lo and behold, it was as Lardon had predicted—the delegates were stiff as boards during the audience.
“As such, our country has no intentions of antagonizing your—”
“They say actions speak louder than words.”
“They say actions speak louder than words.”
“Urk...”