Chapter 133: This Black Dragon Lady… Isn’t Small!

Chapter 133: This Black Dragon Lady… Isn’t Small!

Louis put down the letter and asked with a strange expression, “Your Lordship, the identity you arranged for me is this?”

“No, no, no.” Crowley said, “You misunderstood, Brother Louis. This baptism is just a side matter.”

Saying this, Mr. Crowley took out a resume, his face looking odd, and said, “This was given to me by Mr. Archie. His Majesty Ign must have seen your resume too, but it doesn’t have the Lunar Court’s seal. When people from overseas kingdoms come to the mainland, they first need to get certified and complete procedures at the Lunar Court. The Cloud Kingdom often has dealings with the Lunar Court too. So, this time, we need to ask the Lunar Court for a small favor: to verify your identity as the Prince of the Cloud Kingdom and then issue your passport.”

Louis covered his face. Archie, that scoundrel! He had to make things up for me, and of course it left a huge mess.

“Hehe, young friend, no need to be nervous. We’ve already arranged this matter,” Bishop John interjected with a smile. “I already spoke with the Sanctuary’s Bishop yesterday and told him you’d come today to handle your passport. But he insisted you come personally and, ahem, to be conferred as a Right Knight on the side. I think it’s a good thing.”

The corner of Louis’s eye twitched. “You know, I’m a magic enthusiast. And as a Holy Icon Tree Priest, it seems inappropriate to receive a title at the Lunar Court… Bishop, my identity as the Prince of the Cloud Kingdom is genuine. Look at the Sacred Oak seal on this resume! This is our Sacred Oak documentation. This time, I’ll just go to the Sanctuary to sort out my passport. No need for a title.”

Bishop John glared and said, “Not. Allowed.”

“Ahem.” Crowley said, “Louis, Sacred Oak and the Lunar Court are one family. Bishop John already discussed this with several of your bishops. It’s to promote exchanges between both sides. Just go through the process. Then the Bishop will handle the procedures for your Cloud Kingdom matter.”

After speaking, Crowley even gave Louis a meaningful look, implying something like: Young brother, what’s the deal with this resume? Archie told me everything, you should know what’s going on in your heart!

We still need the Lunar Court’s help to clean up this mess. Just bear with it and act as the Sanctuary’s “Lord” for a while.

Even though it’s just a title, it carries great prestige. Once you have this title, wherever I take you later, we’ll both have face!

“Young friend, this is a great opportunity,” Bishop John urged again. “As this lady said, it’s common for Sacred Oak Priests to come to the Lunar Court for baptism. I remember there was a movie-making Priest who once represented Holy Icon Tree and came here to be baptized. After returning, I heard he even got a promotion! This counts as valuable experience.”

Louis looked somewhat incredulously at Yingling.

Yingling’s mouth twitched. She nodded and leaned close to Louis’s ear, saying, “It’s fine, sir. Even though having such a title might make Wizards laugh, every year, the Ministry of Magic actually forces some academies to send Wizards to the Lunar Court to study Magic. Many senior Agents in the Department of Mysteries also have Lunar Court titles to make traveling in various kingdoms easier.”

Louis suddenly remembered that handbook: if you meet a Divine Official who knows Magic, don’t doubt it; he’s probably a Witch.

“Ah, when under someone else’s roof…” Louis sighed, putting on an expression like, “Well then, I’ll reluctantly act as the Sanctuary Lord for now.”

When under someone else’s roof… The corner of Crowley’s eye twitched fiercely. Look at Bishop John, still grinning happily like he stole a chicken.

‘My young brother here really has potential,’ Crowley shook his head.

When they reached the Sanctuary entrance, Bishop John acted mysteriously, as if afraid someone might see Louis arriving. He specifically instructed the coachman to go directly to the Sanctuary’s backyard.

“Mr. Archie made that resume look real,” Bishop John stroked his beard and said. “The Sacred Oak seal is also real. This matter… hehe, Louis, you understand.”

Between the lines, he meant: arranging this Prince of Cloud Kingdom identity for you was a backdoor deal. It wouldn’t be good if discovered.

Louis and Yingling took the file and looked at it over and over several times, then exchanged a strange look.

In Yingling’s impression, Louis was a foreign Prince. And much of this file in front of her seemed to be real…

Some pages seemed to be from the Headmaster’s Office files.

“Sir, it looks to me that except for the made-up nonsense parts Archie wrote, the rest seems genuine.”

Louis looked at those files and fell into deep thought.

During the conversation, the carriage had unknowingly entered the backyard of the Grand Sanctuary.

It was a small garden, with a small stream inside. It seemed this Grand Sanctuary was unusually large, containing a Church, Convent, Temple Knight compound, and various office areas.

The carriage didn’t stop, heading deeper into the Sanctuary. Passing by the entrance of a certain building, Louis saw a group of Dragonborn.

These Dragonborn all looked similar to Alon, just not as tall and fierce as him. But they were about the same size as those five nearly three-meter-tall Dragonborn bodyguards of Archie’s.

Two of these ‘Dragonborn’ looked particularly special.

One male, one female. The man was about 2.2 meters tall, and the woman was about 1.9 meters tall. With their iron war boots on, they were taller than Louis.

Both were very handsome. On their cheeks beneath their eyes were dark golden marks that looked like teardrop stains.

They had several horns on their heads. Two horns were especially thick, intertwined with other smaller horns on their heads, decorated with various ornaments.

Louis remembered seeing a few such ‘Dragonborn’ back in the Southern District of Sacred Oak. But those didn’t have dark golden teardrop stains.

It seemed noticing Louis’s gaze, the beautiful Dragon Clan woman looked at Louis with displeasure. Apparently, she felt a human staring directly at her was annoying.

Using his knowledge, Louis ‘saw’ her true name. Then the Storybook organized all the information he ‘saw.’

[True Name: ‘Doani Varadela. Saint… Garrak’]

[Age: Youth]

[Body Length: Sixteen stories tall]

[Bloodline: Noble and pure-blooded ‘Garrak’]

‘This Black Dragon lady… isn’t small!’

Louis calculated his current body length; it seemed over twenty stories. But if coiled up, it would be around a dozen stories.

Comparing, their tonnage was about the same.

Louis smiled and waved at the beautiful Dragon Clan lady. The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of killing intent in her gaze. The man’s expression also turned unfriendly.

[Female: Disgusting male worm! But that little fox is quite pretty… Still, she is the most beautiful…]

[Male: Lowly ants! These worms are everywhere!]

Yingling’s pupils suddenly constricted slightly. She whispered, “Black Dragon Clan.”

“Black Dragons? No, no, those are Nephar people,” Earl Crowley said. “The one wearing armor is the Nephar Prince ‘Zeke’. That tall lady is the Nephar Princess ‘Annabella’.”

Louis nodded, understanding these were their human names.

‘Annabella’ sounds like ‘Black Pearl’ in Dragon-tongue. Much nicer than ‘Brockhol’—rotten wood (ancient golden oak fruit).

Crowley closed the carriage curtain, looking at Louis with slight gravity in his eyes. “Louis, the envoy from that mysterious kingdom I mentioned to you yesterday, it’s them. They came this time intending to arrange a marriage alliance with Solerndor.”

“Marriage alliance?” Yingling widened her eyes. “With whom? With Ocris?”

“Exactly. Actually, this isn’t their first visit,” Crowley shook his head and drew the curtain shut.