Chapter 147: Ascend! Dragon! Sword!

Chapter 147: Ascend! Dragon! Sword!

After Louis finished speaking, Prince Nephar pretended not to hear him and continued chatting with the people around. He acted as if he was completely at ease, but he just hadn’t heard and simply wouldn’t go down.

Louis blinked in confusion and looked at the Witch Queen. “Your Majesty?”

The Witch Queen did not look at Louis, but rage boiled in her heart—what are you being so arrogant about!

She coughed lightly, signaling Prince Nephar to quickly take the field, but Prince Nephar acted as if he were deaf. The person chatting with him had already turned and walked away when they saw the Witch Queen’s cold gaze, but Prince Nephar grabbed another person and started talking again.

The situation became very awkward for a moment, and the Witch Queen’s expression turned extremely ugly.

At that moment, sudden gasps of surprise erupted from the various stands of the venue. Louis glanced at the Dragon Slayer Gundam rampaging below. Under the control of the wizards, it was madly crashing towards a certain stand. It was trying to scare the Muggles on the stands, wanting to see these ants run around in panic, and also wanting to make Sorrento lose face in front of the other nations.

Some wizards on the stands even secretly began damaging the maze spells protecting those stands. It seemed today’s humiliation had made the noble wizards extremely angry, causing some to want to drag down a group of Muggles as a bloody sacrifice.

The audience didn’t know what was happening, but seeing the huge thing furiously crashing towards them, they were scared out of their wits. If they hadn’t all believed in the spells the mages had placed on the arena (which were actually the maze arrays set up by the Stoggs), and also believed that the ‘Seraphim’ (Son of Lant) constantly promoted by the Mechanical Institute and the mages would definitely deal with this monster, even the people from the Mage Association on the various stands probably couldn’t have maintained order, and stampedes would have occurred.

Many court wizards looked at the black dragons, as if asking why they still hadn’t acted. But Prince Nephar had long been terrified by that crazy two-headed green giant. He pretended he wasn’t a dragon.

The Witch Queen, however, secretly felt pleased. Thanks to this fool before her, you go ahead and make trouble. As long as no one takes the field today, no matter what magic is used to solve the monster, the Muggles lose. Great, no need for the match, and no need for His Highness Kiko to act and intentionally lose.

Hmm… even if he didn’t act, he’d probably lose anyway.

It seemed today they would definitely have to bombard this place to solve the monster. That group of foolish wizards on the opposite stand still didn’t understand the true significance of the ‘Arcane Cannons’ on those battleships. All the coordinates within the maze array were in the captains’ hands. Even if the Red Queen didn’t die from the bombardment, her wizards would suffer heavy casualties.

At that moment, a commotion suddenly rose from the various stands. It seemed a few brave Yordle drivers had just run from the backstage to the warehouse and opened the door where the Son of Lant was stored. They intended to pilot the Son of Lant to defeat that thing.

But when that door opened, a paper-mache clown Gundam staggered out. Everyone was instantly dumbfounded.

Deafening roars of laughter erupted from the opposite stands. The leaders of various nations also looked strangely at the nobles of Sorrento—was the so-called latest weapon just a model prepared to fool people? And then have the mages use illusions to trick everyone?

Archie and Grand Engineer Lant were also stunned.

Amid the mocking laughter, the King’s face was extremely ugly, and the generals were trembling with anger. The common people on Sorrento’s various stands looked down at the monster constantly crashing into the stands and that papery model, revealing expressions of despair.

Maybe there was no Seraphim at all.

The last shred of hope had been shattered. They could only hope the terrible demon wouldn’t break into the city to wreak havoc.

The generals sighed inwardly and issued the latest order, telling the people in the surrounding residential areas to evacuate quickly.

Perhaps the kingdom had no choice but to have the fleet bombard this place, which would certainly affect the nearby residential areas.

Under the command of the Mage Association and the knights, the crowd began to leave their seats and gradually evacuate. Some residents whose homes were nearby, hearing their homes were about to be destroyed, couldn’t help but cover their faces and cry helplessly and despairingly. Many people couldn’t help but look back again and again at the model of the Seraphim, hoping it would move, hoping it was just covered with a layer of paper on the outside.

The originally clear sky slowly turned gloomy, and a light rain began to fall.

A crisp click of a pocket watch pulled the King back to his senses. He looked at Louis and saw that a blessing from the Sacred Oak had been cast upon him—for thirty minutes, his mana would be nearly unlimited.

Louis gave a slight bow. “Your Majesty, the Ace Pilot requests permission to sortie.”

Ign was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood. She couldn’t help but look at Louis with a complicated expression.

She knew this knight of her daughter’s was a quasi-deity-level being with powerful personal strength. Now he was probably preparing to go down and fight in close combat. But whoever went down now would face not just the Dragon Slayer Gundam, but thousands of super wizards and a Red Queen who had killed him before!

The Twelve Great Noble Houses today were far more terrifying than three thousand years ago. Even without the God of Magic leading them, this lineup could make the Moon Goddess turn and leave!

Today, she and her wizards would indeed act, but the difference in numbers was quite large. She didn’t want Louis to risk going onto the stage to be the main tank.

This young man had more things he could do.

Ocris was also looking at Louis with concern. She knew that if someone must step onto the stage for today’s confrontation, then only Louis was worthy of this heavy responsibility.

But Louis had a bright future ahead—if Louis took the field today, he would offend all the wizards!

And she also didn’t want Louis to risk going on stage. He was a foreigner, a prince of the Cloud Kingdom. He had nothing to do with Sorrento. He didn’t need to risk his life for Sorrento.

But… Ocris looked again at the common people slowly evacuating in despairing tears, looked at the countless residential buildings surrounding the venue.

Ocris closed her eyes in pain.

The expressions of the many nobles, generals, and wizards were different. After hearing Louis’s words ‘Ace Pilot requests permission to sortie’, they looked strangely at that papery model, then looked at Louis as if he were a fool.

If you said you’d use some strange magic to settle this, we might possibly believe you. But now you’re telling us you want to pilot that paper model? Are you joking with us?

The Witch Queen couldn’t help but snort with laughter and said, “Our Ace Pilot seems a bit nearsighted.”

Ign suddenly looked at her daughter, who was sitting beside her, looking at Louis with a complicated expression—Ocris.

Ign heard her daughter’s inner thoughts.

Ign suddenly stood up. She took her daughter’s father’s sword and handed it to her daughter Ocris, saying, “Daughter, Louis is your knight. The decision is yours.”

Ocris opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but at that moment, she suddenly saw the anger in Louis’s eyes. And in Louis’s eyes, she saw herself.

He is my knight!

The Princess of Sorrento drew the longsword and handed it to her knight, loudly speaking a declaration.

Amidst the princess’s declaration, the surrounding crowd was infected by a solemn, heroic atmosphere. They all couldn’t help but look at this knight with complicated expressions.

Even those court wizards had a touch of desolation in their eyes.

Who would have thought that the black dragon ultimately didn’t dare to take the field due to cowardice, and it was this annoying young man who stepped forward.

Don’t worry, we will do our utmost to protect your life.

The knight took the longsword. Ocris felt a pang in her heart and closed her moist eyes—if Louis died today because of her, she would go with him.

Ocris tightly gripped the wand in her hand.

Seeing Louis give a slight bow and walk towards the stands, Grand Engineer Lant and Archie burst into tears with a wail—if the Son of Lant didn’t appear, what was the point?

And when Louis reached the front of the stands, stepped onto the railing, and raised the longsword, Ign also sighed inwardly.

The wizards had already won. Because no matter what today, the Son of Lant in the hearts of the Sorrento people would become a disgrace. The crystallization of magic and steam, the magic civilization and future promoted by the Kingdom of Sorrento, would also become a laughingstock in the eyes of the people of other nations.

“Come forth, warrior of Sorrento! Ascend! Dragon! Sword!”

The knight raised the longsword!

Streaks of golden light suddenly pierced through the gloomy clouds, forming pillars of light. They shone upon the Stogg Dragon Colosseum, falling upon the paper model inside the warehouse door.

At that moment, thousands of eyes focused on the Son of Lant. Under the gaze of all, it slowly rose into the air. Towards the direction of the King’s stand, it spread its arms.

In an instant, a light flashed upon the Son of Lant, forcing everyone to avert their eyes.

When the light faded, under the sunlight, the Son of Lant now gleamed with a metallic luster!

Ten thousand people cheered. The wizards on the stands were stunned, their jaws dropping.

“Mom! Mom!” a child holding a balloon, amidst the deafening clamor all around, pointed at the Son of Lant in the sky. And in the hand of that Son of Lant, a huge black balloon-like object was floating—it had “1000t” written on it.

The child shouted, “Does the Son of Lant like balloons too?”

The mother shook her head blankly. She saw that hammer had been swung. With a terrifying woosh, a horrifying whirlwind had already formed in the sky.

Then, a dazzling electric light flashed from the Son of Lant’s body. Immediately after, under that wildly fierce lightning power, the Son of Lant shot off like an arrow, pulling that terrifying giant meteor hammer, and began constantly accelerating in a circular motion in the sky above the arena.

The kinetic energy of the meteor hammer also became increasingly terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, this weightless Son of Lant and the meteor hammer had already broken the sound barrier!

The Dragon Slayer Gundam, with its mouth wide open, stared dumbly at the terrifying tornado gradually stirred up in the sky by the Son of Lant and the giant hammer’s flight, completely terrified.

Ocris and the others blinked hard.

What are you doing?!

Wasn’t this supposed to be a tragic, beautiful story?

Weren’t you supposed to fight three hundred rounds, face death unflinchingly, and never return?

People were just crying their hearts out, and you suddenly pull out such a big thing?!

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