The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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Damn it, this is going to force Fria to develop an even stronger bloodline.

This is not what Ron wants to see. After all, Fria is just right now; if she were any stronger, he would be suppressed by her for a long time...

"Damn bastard dragon, you'd better pray you're important enough, or you'll die with me."

Wilson Gray didn't waste any words. He drew his longsword from his waist and held it to the neck of the dragon in front of him, his eyes filled with rage.

If he could live, he would naturally choose to live; but if he couldn't, then he had to kill the dragon in front of him to vent his anger.

Because all of this is because of her, I can't quell my hatred if I don't kill her.

Previously, Filya had relied entirely on willpower to stay alive, but now that she saw the man and her companion arrive, she felt a sense of relief.

Her breath was gone, and exhaustion, pain, and lethargy instantly filled her body.

At this moment, despite wanting to block and retaliate, Fria could only raise her hand; she couldn't even transform her palm into a dragon.

Is this the end of the road?

The strong-willed Fria didn't want to become a weak point, and she didn't want to falter at a time like this.

But there's no way around it. The injury was too severe. Although the wound has almost healed, the damage was immense, and I'll need at least a day or two of rest to fully recover.

"Fria!!!"

Lucia, who was fighting in the distance, saw this scene and her heart stopped beating; she froze on the spot.

what to do!!!

Fria has been captured by the enemy!

You'll die if this continues!

You’ll die!!!

Philia absolutely, absolutely cannot die!!!

Lucia cried out in her heart again and again, she didn't want to lose her most cherished companion.

All she wants now is to go back to the tribe with Philia and Ovelle, and live together in a place far away from humans...

"My lord, save Philia!"

When O'Ville saw Philia captured, her pupils widened and her body trembled uncontrollably.

At this moment, she felt helpless because her companion was right in front of her, and she was being captured by the enemy right in front of her.

But I can't do anything about it.

If she uses her abilities recklessly at this moment, the sword will pierce through Fria.

what to do!!!

Feelings of helplessness and despair continued to spread through her heart.

So much so that they pinned their hopes on the man who pushed his companions into the abyss...

“Leonard Ron, let’s make a deal. Let us leave right now, and I swear I will never return to the swamp, never return to this valley.”

Wilson Gray was completely unsure of himself, but he had no choice but to make this foolish attempt at the moment.

"Otherwise, I would kill her first."

Now it depends on the other party's attitude. After all, adult wyverns are extremely difficult to tame, and only when he got closer did he realize that something was wrong with this wyvern.

Those dark red horns on its head are so long!

It was a full ten centimeters long, the longest horn he had ever seen in a sub-dragon.

"Fine, let her go. Now run away, and I swear I won't chase after you."

Ron calmly responded while dodging the attacks.

Are you taking me for an idiot?

Wilson Gray frowned, and involuntarily tightened his grip on the sword, slicing open Philia's fair neck.

Her already limited blood flowed down her neck and the blade of the sword.

"Aren't you?"

Ron spoke with a sneer:

"In my eyes, she was nothing more than a dispensable tool; her death is no big deal. But you, Wilson Gray, must die today!"

He knew perfectly well that if he let Wilson Gray go, he would likely face retaliation from the Northern League.

They probably don't care about the dead Wilson Gray.

However, even if Wilson Gray were alive, he would still lend a helping hand just to maintain good relations with the Wilson family.

After all, the Wilson family was more powerful, standing out among viscount families, and their name was known to all the noble families in the North.

The Leonard family had long since fallen to the lowest rank of nobility.

In addition, there are substantial profits to be made, so they will definitely choose to provide support.

After weighing the options, Ron decided that even if Phyllis awakened her bloodline, he couldn't let her leave.

"Then let's use her as a sacrifice!"

Wilson Gray had wanted to take action for a long time; if it weren't for her, things wouldn't have escalated to this point, or at least they wouldn't have been driven to such a desperate situation.

Without any hesitation, he thrust his longsword into the heart of the dragon in front of him.

When the sword was drawn, crimson blood gushed out like a fountain.

At that moment, Fria felt her life force being drained away, her body went limp, and she fell heavily to the ground.

However, she could no longer feel the pain; her consciousness was gradually fading, and past memories were surfacing one after another in her mind...

I'm sorry, Lucia, O'Ville, I can't take you home...

On the other side, Lucia, who witnessed all of this, seemed to have lost her soul in an instant. Her face turned pale, her pupils widened, and she screamed hoarsely, calling out the name of Fria.

But there was no response from them anymore...

The usually composed O'Ville could no longer suppress her grief; tears streamed down her face as if she had lost something she cherished most, her heart breaking with sorrow.

Seeing all this, Shemir and Muses also had tears in their eyes. They never expected such an accident to happen, and they never expected that the powerful Philia would die like this.

I don't know why, even though I know that Fria can awaken her bloodline when she's near death, and that she can't possibly die.

Seeing that her heart had been pierced, Ron still felt a little depressed.

"Hahaha, Leonard Ron, watching her die must have been painful, right?"

Seeing the other party's distraught appearance, Wilson Gray felt a sense of satisfaction.

"I think you should take another look."

Ron could clearly see that the blood flowing from Fria was becoming increasingly crimson, as if guided by some force.

The scales, which were originally colorless and dull, are gradually becoming brighter and more crimson.

"Ridiculous, what can a bastard dragon with its heart pierced do?"

Although he was certain that he had killed his opponent with a single sword strike, Wilson Gray felt a burning sensation down his spine, as if something was on fire.

Something definitely caught fire!

The blood known as the True Dragon's Blood, the Crimson Queen's blood, is burning!

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In the dense forest, on the grassland, Fria's body emitted a crimson light.

The scales were a bright, translucent red, as if they were on fire.

"Fria!!!"

"Fria!!!"

Lying on the ground, Fria felt her companion's voice growing weaker and weaker.

There was nothing in front of her, and just then, a light appeared in the darkness.

The flames gradually spread, eventually engulfing her entire world, leaving only a crimson expanse.

Is this the world after death?

Just as Fria was thinking this, the sounds around her gradually became clearer, and she could clearly hear her companions shouting at the top of their lungs.

Furthermore, she felt the surging energy within her body burning like a furnace...

"Fei, Fei Liya?"

Lucia, who was originally immersed in the pain of her companion's death, was stunned when she saw the strange change in Fria's body.

She didn't know what had happened, but she had a strong feeling that, for some reason, Philia hadn't died and had come back to life.

Because the scorching flames are enough to prove it.

“Fria, she is completing her transformation, completing her transformation once again.”

The clever O'Ville quickly noticed that something was wrong with her companion. She had heard from her elders that there had been times when dragons were on the verge of death, their bloodlines awakened, and they underwent a metamorphosis.