Ashen Dragon-Chapter 456 - 378 Sharins Respect
Chapter 456: Chapter 378 Sharin’s Respect Chapter 456 -378 Sharin’s Respect “Your Majesty Cassius, please wait for a moment.”
“The supreme ruler of the Brass Fortress, who is also my father, will come to meet you.”
After leading Cassius and his entourage to a finely crafted bronze palace, Glen said this.
Selcan stepped forward, glanced around, then nervously approached and whispered:
“Your Majesty…”
“We have only stayed in the outskirts of the Brass Fortress before, but there is no doubt that this city holds great value.”
“It could easily become the empire’s stronghold in the Fire Elemental Plane. Now that you’re here, along with thousands of imperial soldiers, we might as well…”
The heart of the Half-Dragon beat rapidly, his eyes filled with ambition.
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For the empire’s military, expanding territory was everything; it was only natural to have such thoughts.
But Cassius gently shook his head.
“No, Selcan.”
“The most precious wealth here is not this Brass Fortress but the Fire Dwarves within it.”
“The empire has no roots in the Fire Elemental Plane; we need an entrenched native race as an ally.”
He glanced at Selcan beside him and continued.
“And haven’t you read the empire’s issue of the ‘Colonial Theory’? Control over a race isn’t achieved merely through force.”
“I was dull-witted, Your Majesty.”
A flash of disappointment crossed Selcan’s eyes as he lowered his head, carefully contemplating Cassius’ words.
He ordinarily didn’t have the privilege of meeting the emperor, and now that he had such a precious opportunity, he was naturally making the most of every second.
“Your Majesty.”
“They have arrived.”
His adjutant reminded him from the side.
In the distance, a group of Fire Dwarves dressed in brass short skirts approached, with the leader wearing a petite crown and holding a copper scepter.
The leading Fire Dwarf saw Cassius and, after a single glance, bowed deeply.
“Sharin Cardoso, at your service, great Majesty Cassius. Glen has explained your purpose to me.”
“Pleased to meet you, esteemed lord of the Brass Fortress.”
Cassius nodded in greeting, scrutinizing this Fire Dwarf noble, a hint of seriousness flickering in his pale golden pupils.
This Fire Dwarf noble was far from being as weak and rustic as he appeared.
As the owner of the Brass Fortress, the Fire Dwarf noble was at least several thousand years old, likely tracing his lineage back to ancient mythological times.
“Must be taken seriously.”
“Fire Dwarves… would make a good ‘ally.’ Controlling them would greatly benefit the empire.”
Cassius thought this.
While Sharin also discreetly observed the human-shaped dragon in front of him.
What made the Fire Dwarf somewhat fearful was that even in human form, this dragon exuded an unconcealable Dragon’s Might.
It reminded him of the Ancestral Dragons who had dominated the world and stirred the multiverse ages ago.
“Must be treated with caution; perhaps… his arrival concerns the fate of the Brass Fortress.”
Sharin thought this.
He silently thanked himself for opposing the majority years ago and accepting those Dragon Vein warriors from the Material Plane.
Otherwise, it could very well be them facing the dragon’s wrath instead of the Fire Giants now.
Thinking this, Sharin was the first to speak, his copper-cast face filled with a smile.
“Your Majesty Cassius, you have once again helped us repel the Fire Giants’ invasion. I don’t know how to thank you?”
He extended his hand, bowing and making a “please” gesture.
“How about this: We will hold a grand feast in the palace to thank you for your help, celebrate your arrival, and show you our Fire Dwarves’ hospitality.”
“Additionally, we have prepared tens of thousands of gold coins to repay your kindness.”
Sharin assumed a particularly humble stance; he had likely dealt with many Red Dragons and knew their tendencies for vanity and greed.
Regardless of how unique a dragon may seem, they could not escape their nature. The Fire Dwarf noble believed that this approach would satisfy the Dragon Emperor.
However, the reply he received was unexpected, making his pupils shimmer.
“No need for that right now.”
Cassius lightly shook his head, smiling as he spoke.
“The enemy of my enemy is my friend. You Fire Dwarves and the Fire Giants are mortal enemies, and my retainers are also targeted by the Fire Giants.”
“Thus, it seems… the empire and the Fire Dwarves should be natural allies.”
“Moreover, with a formidable enemy before us, we should eliminate the Fire Giants obstructing us before considering a feast and rewards, shouldn’t we?”
Sharin was momentarily stunned.
This dragon was neither greedy for gold nor fame?
After a moment of thought, the Fire Dwarf noble hurriedly agreed: “You are right.”
But Cassius continued, his eyes blazing with fire that sent chills down the spines of the Fire Dwarves.
“Besides… my feast is not in your Brass Fortress but in that Ironforge City.”
“I… understand.”
The Fire Dwarf swallowed hard.
Cassius reassured him: “Don’t worry, Lord Sharin; my anger is directed solely at the Fire Giants who insulted me, not at you Fire Dwarves.”
“Now, I just want to know about that ‘Ironforge City.’ I heard it was built under your supervision.”
Sharin nodded solemnly and replied: “Long ago, when the Fire Giants were still our allies, we helped them build many cities…”
“The City of Brass is the greatest masterpiece of us Fire Dwarves, but as for the so-called Ironforge City, heh.”
He shook his head with a light chuckle before continuing: “Just a shabby imitation, filled with flaws in my view.”
“Those Fire Giants are nothing but a bunch of thieves who kidnapped our people and occupied our works, but the finest craftsmanship will always be in the hands of the Fire Dwarves!”
Sharin gripped his scepter tightly and spoke firmly.
Cassius smiled. He had long recognized this characteristic in the Fire Dwarves—when reminded of their past glory, they would proudly puff out their chests.
And he could potentially use this to control the Fire Dwarves of the Brass Fortress.
He wouldn’t use crude methods like “enslavement” but would opt for more voluntary labor.
At the side, Glen quietly added: “The Fire Giant recently assumed the position of ‘Emir’—that is, the City Lord of Ironforge City.”
“And the last celebration feast was ruined by Lord Misha, so he will likely host a new banquet soon…”
The implication was clear.
The Fire Giant noble would undoubtedly be present at the upcoming banquet, providing an excellent opportunity.
Cassius chuckled lightly.
“Very well, I believe I have found my ‘feast.’
The Fire Dwarves present simultaneously swallowed hard. If not for the flames on their heads, they might have broken out in a cold sweat.
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