He looked toward Jaggs beside him, "You go or I go?"
"I'll go."
Bly shrugged, not arguing with him.
It seems this old buddy of his really runs faster than anyone when trouble comes, but when it's a chance to take credit, he's more eager than anyone.
The main point is being one step ahead.
Jaggs slowly stepped forward, slowly walking toward the few people like candles in the wind.
Rossweise was physically and mentally exhausted, magic depleted, she knelt weakly on the ground, shielding her three daughters beneath her bloodstained dragon wings.
She lowered her head, looking at her daughters.
At least... up until now, she hadn't let her precious ones get hurt.
A trace of gratified smile appeared on Rossweise's tired face.
"Leon... I protected our daughters well..."
Noah held Little Light in one arm, tightly grasped Luna with the other.
The two younger sisters were already terrified beyond reason, trembling non-stop beside their elder sister.
And Noah, in response to her mother's gaze, saw in that smile a flash of despair.
'So that's it... Mom, it was just comfort before despair.'
Noah's pupils slightly trembled.
After thinking a bit, she placed Little Light beside Rossweise's hand, "Mom, I'll leave Little Light to you first."
"Noah... what are you going to do..."
"What I can do."
"Noah, no! Noah—", Physically near collapse, Rossweise couldn't stop her daughter at all.
Noah turned to look at Luna, pursed her lips, hesitated a bit, then said, "Luna, I need you to help me with something."
"Sis..."
Luna spoke with a sobbing tone, clutching Noah's sleeve tightly, "Luna is scared..."
Noah reached out both hands, cupping her sister's cheeks, looking into her eyes, and said word by word,
"You're that man's daughter, you can definitely do it."
A trace of hesitation flashed across Luna's tear-streaked face, but in the end, she still mustered her courage and nodded firmly, "What should Luna do?"
Noah leaned close to her sister's ear, whispered something.
"Got it?"
"Mhm mhm, Luna knows."
"Good."
Noah imitated her father's movements, patted her sister's head encouragingly.
Then, she turned around, walked over to Anna and the others.
"Your Highness? Your Highness, please go back quickly, we'll hold them off—"
"Milan, your magic element is water, right?", Noah ignored her dissuasion, instead asked.
Milan was stunned, but still nodded, "Yes, Your Highness."
Noah turned to look at Anna and Shirley again, "Anna, Sister Shirley, can you still unleash dragon flame?"
Shirley glanced at the head maid beside her, shook her head, "Anna can't, but I can barely manage."
Shirley was also seriously injured, but her condition was a bit better than Anna's, at least using dragon flame wasn't a problem.
Just that...
"Your Highness, what are you going to do?", Shirley asked.
Noah slowly lowered her gaze, looked at her own right hand, in her palm were some burn marks, scars left from practicing her father's first move tens of thousands of times.
"I'm not going to wait there to die. I am... his daughter."
Jaggs's footsteps became increasingly clear.
He raised his hand, began gathering energy.
"Huh? Even pushing out the kids now? Looks like you really are at the end of your rope."
Jaggs continued mocking, "Don't be afraid, little one, death is just an instant, no pain at all."
Energy fully gathered, he was just about to strike.
But before that, Milan and Shirley simultaneously activated elemental magic.
The condensed magic waterball and scorching dragon flame collided mid-air, instantly erupting into thick mist.
The mist quickly spread out, covering a large area beneath their feet.
Inside the fog, Jaggs's vision was blocked, visibility extremely low.
Jaggs furrowed his brow, gritted his teeth, and shouted into the fog, "Still struggling on the brink of death?! Wouldn't it be better to just wait and die quietly!"
As the words fell, not far to the side, a flash of thunder and fire elemental magic appeared.
Jaggs remembered, Leon Casmod's eldest daughter, that little kid just pushed forward to stand beside the maids, awakened the extremely rare thunder element.
As for the fire element beside, that should be the scout who just used dragon flame.
"So they used the fog to secretly shift to the side..."
Jaggs snorted coldly, "Childish trick."
He stepped forward, heading toward the direction of the thunder and fire.
"Whether it's a feint or diversion, it doesn't matter."
Jaggs spoke slowly, "I'll kill each and every one of you, then chop off your hea—"
Before he finished speaking, a sharp explosion suddenly sounded behind Jaggs.
A small black figure leapt forward and up, the thunderlight in her hand like a sharp arrow, stabbing toward Jaggs's shoulder.
Instantly, a scorching pain surged, Jaggs even staggered, barely managing to stabilize his stance.
And the one who ambushed him had already prepared for the second thunder charge.
But this time, Jaggs wouldn't let her succeed so easily.
At such close range, even with fog cover, he still precisely caught her movement.
"Damned little brat!"
He shouted angrily, reached out and grabbed Noah by the neck.
The mist gradually cleared.
In the center of the open space, Jaggs lifted Noah, her feet hanging more than a meter off the ground.
Noah struggled, but to no avail.
Whether in size or strength, she couldn't match this Dragon King before her.
For some reason, watching this scene from afar, Bly suddenly recalled a rather unpleasant memory.
Clearly Jaggs had already caught the sneaky little brat, but why... did this scene seem so familiar?
"Water and fire elements create fog to obscure vision, then use dual awakening as bait, and finally use thunder charge for a quick strike."
Jaggs looked at the struggling Noah, "How could a little brat possibly understand these things?"
"I'm not... a little brat...", Noah clenched her fists, hitting Jaggs's arm, her little tail behind her also striking hard.
"Hah, then what are you?"
"I am... Leon Casmodeous' daughter!"
At the sound of that man's name, the mocking smile on Jaggs's face instantly froze.
The hand choking Noah's neck also suddenly increased in force, "Your useless dad is already dead, died in the space rift. It's been six months, and you still haven't recognized reality?"
"You're not allowed to talk about my dad..."
Jaggs gripped tighter and tighter, but the little brat in his hand still hadn't given up struggling.
"Very painful, right, little brat?"
Jaggs chuckled, "Now if you just say one sentence, Leon Casmodeous is dead. I'll let you go, or give you a swift death, how about it?"
Noah's heartbeat surged, breathing difficult, the whites of her eyes were filled with blood.
"Let go of Her Highness Noah!"
"Stand right there and don't move! Or I'll strangle her right now!"
Jaggs wasn't joking.
Snapping this little brat's neck was as easy as lifting a hand for a Dragon King.
After the threat, he looked back to Noah again, "Say it, your father is already dead, he's a coward, a loser, he abandoned you and your mother, and went off to die alone."
Noah gripped Jaggs's wrist, opened her mouth with difficulty,
"My dad... isn't dead! Uh!—"
"If you don't say it now, I'll snap your neck—then even if you want to say it, you won't be able to."
Noah gripped Jaggs's forearm tightly, her upturned dragon pupils filled with killing intent and fierceness beyond her age.
Scales began to form at the corners of her eyes, her body's dragon blood boiling with rage.
"My dad... is Leon Casmodeous! He's not dead! He will definitely come back, and wipe out every last one of you bastards!"
Jaggs widened his eyes in astonishment.
Where did a two-year-old fledgling dragon get the courage to speak to a Dragon King like this?
"Well... fine, you little thing, since you're not afraid of death—"
Jaggs threw her to the ground, then turned into his giant dragon form.
In an instant, dragon wings covered the sky, shadows engulfed Noah.
The towering, terrifying dragon body loomed over Noah, the size difference was simply absurd.
Jaggs slowly lowered his dragon head, leaning close in front of Noah.
Just one dragon head was already several times larger than Noah's entire body.
"Didn't wet your pants from fear, little brat?"
The heavy dragon might rushed like a tidal wave, instantly swallowing Noah whole.
Her body trembled in fear, even her heart nearly stopped beating.
But her will... unwavering.
Noah panted heavily, gathering thunder element with her trembling hands, then raised her head, glaring fiercely at the giant dragon before her.
"..."
Jaggs was speechless.
'The monster's daughter... is also a monster.'
How could she not be afraid?
How could she still be standing here?
A worm shaking a tree, a mantis trying to stop a chariot—any metaphor for an overwhelming gap in strength would not be enough now.
Yet this little brat... was still thinking of attacking Jaggs.
"Fine... come then."
Jaggs's dragon breath swept past Noah's hair, "Let's see what your weak and pathetic power can do to me? I'll just stand here and let you hit me—what can you even do?"
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