After seeing off the so-called Theocracy reinforcements, Draudillon breathed a sigh of relief, then noticed Conna behind her.
Conna reached out her hand towards the Theocracy envoy who had already departed, looking as if she wanted to keep him but didn't know how to speak.
Just now, Conna had been very strange ever since the Theocracy envoy came in. Why did she suddenly drop the tray for no reason? Draudillon was also very curious; this was completely unlike the usually calm and composed Conna!
"Conna? What's wrong? Do you know that little brat who was just here?" Draudillon asked. After all, Draudillon had lived for nearly a century, so calling the Theocracy envoy a little brat was not wrong.
"De Luo Di Long! Please compose yourself! You almost caused a huge disaster just now!" The Prime Minister said with a helpless expression.
"Tsk... Isn't it obvious! Can't a person even complain? What can one person do!" Draudillon was also very displeased.
"No... Draudillon, if she truly is a great being, our Dragon Kingdom is already saved," Conna said earnestly.
"Conna? You really do know her, don't you?! Who is this person? The document says she's from the former Black Scripture. When did you get to know someone like that?" Draudillon was utterly confused. From the moment she was born until now, Conna had always been by her side. How could she know someone from the Theocracy's Black Scripture?
...Conna did not answer her. Instead, she seemed to be afraid of something, crossing her arms and shrinking her body, clearly looking terrified.
It wasn't the first time Draudillon had seen Conna like this. Ever since she was old enough to understand things, she had seen her like this many times, especially recently... when the Beastman army invaded and the Dragon Kingdom's front lines were under pressure.
Many times... in the middle of the night, she would see Conna alone in the courtyard, holding the Dragon Kingdom's secret treasure, the Black Furnace Spear, trying to wield it... but almost always, it would end with Conna dropping the Black Furnace Spear on the ground and then trembling uncontrollably while clutching her body.
This Black Furnace Spear was equipment left behind by her ancestors from the great war back then, said to be a secret treasure that only pure-blooded dragons could use.
However, in the Dragon Kingdom... although it was publicly claimed that the only pure-blooded dragon was Draudillon, in reality... Conna was also one. It's just that after surviving that great war, Conna never picked up any weapon again.
So it was a secret treasure of the Dragon Kingdom, and no one could truly unleash the true power of this spear, not even Draudillon herself.
Draudillon could no longer be considered a pure-blooded dragon; she only had one-eighth of dragon blood in her body, so... she herself could not pick up this spear. This meant that the only one in the entire Dragon Kingdom who could use this weapon was Conna.
But no matter how hard Conna tried... she could not overcome her fear of weapons. Draudillon had heard a little about it before: Conna suffered severe mental trauma after that great war, so after surviving, she had been unable to use weapons. No matter what weapon it was, she would tremble uncontrollably as soon as she picked it up.
That alone would be fine, but it wasn't just weapons... anything involving violence would scare Conna... Although Conna was usually very sharp-tongued, when it came to actual fighting, Conna would definitely be the first to tremble all over in fear.
Because of this, Draudillon had hidden Conna's identity from the outside world, keeping her by her side. Now, seeing Conna's abnormal attitude towards the Theocracy envoy, it was clear... her heart ailment might be related to this Theocracy envoy.
However, for this explanation to be plausible... that arrogant little brat she saw just now would have to be from the same era as Conna, right?
That great war was six hundred years ago! That little brat just now didn't look like someone who was six hundred years old, did she?
Although dragons have long lifespans, even so, Conna, who was already over six hundred years old, indeed looked much more mature than Draudillon in her complete form. She was nothing like that little brat just now. Draudillon was very confused.
"Sorry, Draudillon, I lost my composure." After a long time, Conna finally returned to normal.
"Conna? What did you mean just now? That if that little brat came, our Dragon Kingdom would be saved? Is that person really that powerful?" Draudillon changed her line of questioning, as the most important issue at hand was still the Beastman invasion.
Conna nodded silently, then shook her head, and slowly said,
"I don't know, I'm not very sure if that Theocracy envoy is truly that great being? Although the appearance is the same, I always feel something is missing."
"Isn't that just a simple resemblance then!" Draudillon spread her hands, indicating her thought.
"No, I don't think it would be such a coincidence to look exactly the same. That great being's appearance is too unique; I wouldn't mistake her," Conna said.
Indeed... Draudillon also admitted that the arrogant little brat's appearance was very unique. Although she had the same loli physique as herself, her chest actually had the size that Draudillon only had in her complete form. This was simply cheating!
And that unique 'two-colored' hair, and the way she deliberately covered one eye, the key thing was! This person was much cuter than Draudillon's current loli form!
"Um, Conna... Who exactly is that great being you're talking about?" It wasn't the first time Draudillon had heard Conna mention this. In the past, when Draudillon was little, Conna often spoke of this great being, saying things like if it weren't for this great being, she wouldn't have lived until now.
"Draudillon, you should know the legend of the Six Great Gods, right?" Conna said.
"Who doesn't know that? The six gods worshipped by those damned humans, their legends are even spread among the Beastmen. Who on this continent doesn't know?" Draudillon said with some impatience.
This was almost common knowledge. The Dragon Kingdom's neighbor, Theocracy, was a nation that worshipped the Six Great Gods. The Empire also worshipped four of them, and the Kingdom was no different. Basically, any nation predominantly made up of humans worshipped the Six Great Gods.
Her Dragon Kingdom was a bit special. Although her subjects were indeed human, the one ruling them was herself, this "True and False Dragon King."
Although she held the title of True Dragon King, in reality, she could not easily use the Original Magic that represented the True Dragon King... which was why she was privately ridiculed by other nations as the "True and False Dragon King."
Actually, it wasn't that she couldn't use Original Magic, but in today's polluted world, and with her own fragile state, to use Original Magic, which represented the soul, she didn't know how many people would have to be sacrificed to meet the release conditions, even with the secret treasure left by her grandfather, the Seven-Colored Dragon King.
"Light, Dark, Fire, Wind, Earth, Water, the Six Great Gods worshipped by humans. The great being I'm talking about... the one who spared my life back then and left a mark on my soul, is the strongest among the six true gods, the God of Light, Alah Alaf." Conna said something that Draudillon found completely unacceptable.
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