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Chapter 317: Kai Xiusu's Preparation
“Oszedro.”
Inside the Iron Dragon Wing Palace, Kai Xiusu spoke the name, his side adorned by Olivia—her face flushed, her expression a mix of embarrassment and indignation.
Kai Xiusu lowered his head once more, staring into the Silver Dragon’s pale blue-gray eyes with casual detachment. He asked, “Do you have any other intelligence?”
“For instance… your grandfather’s High-Ring Spell Table.”
“No.” Olivia shot back, her voice sharp with venom, each syllable bitten out between clenched teeth.
The young Silver Dragon felt utterly manipulated again—once more ensnared by the Red Dragon’s cunning trap. Even that seemingly sincere invitation had been part of the scheme, a carefully crafted ruse to extract information from her.
If she understood Player lingo, she might have called it PUA.
“Before I was born, he was already a legendary Ancient Silver Dragon. For centuries, no enemy has forced my grandfather to fight at full power. I’ve never even witnessed him going all out.”
“Even you… wouldn’t stand a chance against him.”
“And even if I knew, I’d never tell you.”
“That’s a mage’s most sacred secret.”
She turned her head sharply, avoiding direct eye contact, deliberately refusing to meet Kai Xiusu’s deep, mesmerizing Pale Golden Iris—eyes that seemed to pull one into a bottomless abyss.
She felt something strange—unsettled, torn. Guilt toward her grandfather warred with confusion over her current status. A lawful good Silver Dragon, yet now bound by the Natural Enemy Rule of the Red Dragon, even aiding him in attacking her own kin.
What am I now?
A lackey of evil dragons? Or a fallen soul, lost on the wrong path?
Once, Olivia had believed she could save the Red Dragon—pull him into the service of the Northern Lord. But now, it was she who had been changed. She was becoming someone even she no longer recognized.
Kai Xiusu, however, paid no mind to her inner turmoil. His expression remained calm, his voice flat.
“Then I suppose that’s that.”
“Please return, my future councilor.”
Olivia hesitated for long moments, her claws twisting together in nervous tension, before finally whispering:
“Kai Xiusu…”
“Hmm?”
She lifted her head slightly, her gaze complex, her voice low and trembling.
“Can I… come with you this time?”
“That’s not like you at all,” Kai Xiusu replied, a hint of amusement in his tone. “If you see the battlefield’s true horror, don’t go crying out—or worse, helping our enemies.”
“Let me come with you.”
Her eyes hardened, resolve sharpening with each word. She repeated it, firmer this time.
Kai Xiusu was genuinely surprised. In his mind, this especially gullible Silver Dragon rarely spoke with such determination.
He tilted his head. “Why?”
“My grandfather… when he was young, he was merciless. More like a stubborn Gold Dragon than a Silver Dragon.”
“If you truly face him and fall… my presence might make him spare you. You’re not a true evil dragon, after all—though I don’t agree with your ideals.”
Hearing this, Kai Xiusu shook his head, a faint smile playing on his lips.
So she’s thinking of me? How touching. No wonder she’s called the “Dragon Mother” among her kind.
He couldn’t resist adding, teasingly, “Then tell me, what’s your last hope? Who do you think would win?”
Olivia bit down hard on her lip, silent.
Her feelings toward this Red Dragon had grown too tangled—resentment, frustration, yet an undeniable, inexplicable dependency. And their relationship… what was it?
Natural enemies? Leader and subordinate? Deceiver and dupe?
Or… something else?
She didn’t know how to answer.
“Ah,” Kai Xiusu murmured, still smiling faintly. “The kindness of a Silver Dragon.”
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Within the Royal Palace.
“Silver Wings… Oszedro.”
Kai Xiusu repeated the name once more, wings flaring, exhaling a breath laced with the scent of sulfur—his habitual, instinctive gesture.
Now, with fresh intelligence drawn from Christina and Olivia, Kai Xiusu’s expression had grown serious.
This was no ordinary Silver Dragon.
Oszedro was a patriarch of a continent-spanning Silver Dragon clan—its supreme elder, the highest among a hundred such dragons.
According to the intel, Oszedro was born a millennium ago atop Heaven’s Mountain, nurtured under Bahamut’s radiant light, and matured into a Young Dragon. From there, he wandered across countless planes, spreading justice, eradicating cults of Dragon Witches, Red Robe Mage Orders, and other evils. His relentless crusade earned him the epithet Silver Wings.
In those days, the young Oszedro became obsessed with the ever-shifting nature of magic. He forged alliances with mages across realities, delving deep into the Weave of Magic, building his own Wizard Tower in the Prime Material Plane. He even developed what was known as Arcane Addiction—a Dragon Mental Disorder—though he never cared.
In old age, he became calmer, wiser. He served as elder of the Mervold Clan, orchestrating the Silver Dragon Clan’s collective efforts, and became a guardian of cosmic balance. He had intervened in world-altering crises—like the Demon Tide—time and again.
Now, after centuries of slumber, he had reached the age of one thousand, ascending to Ancient Silver Dragon status. “Silver Wings” was but a trivial honor. Merely Oszedro—the name alone was enough to send shivers through every evil being on the Feiansuo Continent.
A being of:
- Ancient Dragon age
- Legendary spellcasting ability
- Decades of cross-plane travel experience
- A reputation that preceded him across realms
- And a possible Divine Chosen lineage, born in Heaven’s Mountain under Bahamut’s light
Combined, these attributes made Oszedro a true Dragon Life Winner—a titan standing atop the pinnacle of dragonkind, far more powerful and deeply rooted than the shadow-dwelling Shadow Dragon Kai Xiusu had faced before.
Kai Xiusu’s expression grew darker. The scales above his eyes knitted tightly together.
Truly troublesome home.
He had to admit—despite his god-tier advantages, even he couldn’t guarantee victory against this Dragon Life Winner without using Karex’s Power.
But the battle hadn’t even begun.
Kai Xiusu turned and entered his Treasure Vault, methodically affixing priceless magical artifacts to his body—each one a relic of immense power. Even the Youshuang Rune Horn, which clashed with his nature, was forced onto his frame.
Then, he dove into the kingdom’s National Treasury, devouring massive quantities of elemental-rich Mana Ore and Mithril Silver—swallowing tons, his body swelling with raw energy. Only when his scales and skin began glowing with a shimmering layer of gold and silver did he finally pause, sated.
His Dragon body, now reforged through Ancestral Bloodline Rebirth, could withstand any magical strain.
In his pale gold eyes, fire ignited.
The accumulated wealth and power of the kingdom now clad him entirely—every inch of him radiating a billionaire aura.
“Let’s see,” he murmured, a smirk forming, “just how much power Silver Wings truly has.”
(End of Chapter)
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