Chapter 451

"News from Ishgar! The Black Dragon! Acnologia!"

"He's been killed!"

Yaqi's face turned deathly pale.

Logically, this should have been very good news.

But Jelph's expression gradually darkened.

"Who killed... the Monu Sect?"

"The Dawn Organization? Or the Jingling Bell? Or the World Government?"

Jelph glared coldly at Yaqi.

Acnologia's death should have been good news for him.

But after the emergence of various factions across the world, Jelph could no longer view these events calmly.

He could not possibly be happy.

"None of those... it was killed by several dragons."

"Dragons?"

As soon as Yaqi spoke, all seventeen Sacred Shields gasped in disbelief.

No one believed any dragon could have killed Acnologia.

Acnologia, who appeared in the same era as Valkyrie Ailin, was a being capable of rivaling all dragons.

He was the one who ended the Age of Ten Thousand Dragons—how could he so easily die at the hands of later dragons?

And where in today's world could any dragons still exist?

"Are these more outsiders from another world...?"

"Acnologia's dead now—I don't know whether to be glad or sad."

Jelph sighed, but soon a flash of resolve gleamed in his eyes.

For him, there was no longer any chance to retreat.

"These are the appearances and descriptions of those dragons—already spread throughout Ishgar."

"Your Majesty, please review."

Yaqi, leaning on his cane, shuffled slowly to Jelph's side.

He placed the magical blueprints on the table.

Each magical blueprint depicted dragons of wildly different forms.

Yet one thing remained unchanged: Jelph Dragnir, who had lived for countless years.

He had never seen a single one of them.

It ultimately confirmed his suspicion.

"Valkyrie Ailin, in one day, I want Augustus restored to full strength."

"Inbel, immediately summon all armies—put them all on standby."

"In one day, we depart for Ishgar!"

A flash of cold light passed through Jelph's eyes—he had made his decision and would no longer waver.

Ishgar held nothing left to frighten him.

As long as those damned outsiders from other worlds didn't disturb him.

Then what he sought—the Fairy's Heart—

Would be within his grasp. With the Fairy's Heart, he might yet change this world.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

All seventeen Sacred Shields rose and bowed respectfully to Jelph.

Soon after, most of them went off to attend to their duties.

Valkyrie Ailin had to treat Augustus's wounds; others had to summon their troops.

When the war against Ishgar began, they could act immediately.

They would obey Jelph's orders without complaint.

"The Fairy's Heart..."

Jelph Dragnir, still seated on the throne, muttered under his breath.

Then he rose, and a pitch-black portal appeared before him.

Outside the capital of the Fiore Kingdom.

Seven armored figures appeared at the gates of Fiore's capital.

One of them, a short man, removed his helmet and gazed at the thriving scene before the gate.

A faint smile tugged at his lips.

"Alcohol from another world... I'm truly looking forward to it."

"Don't you think so, Ban?"

The short man speaking was Meliodas, prince of the Demon Clan and leader of the Seven Deadly Sins, Sin of Wrath.

"Leader, don't get drunk and cause trouble again."

"This isn't Liones."

Ban, Sin of Greed, stretched his aching neck and regarded the grand gate with interest.

"Ban, it's always you who gets drunk and causes chaos."

"I'm perfectly well-behaved."

Merio Das laughed happily a couple of times, then walked into the capital of Fiore together with the six people beside him.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, inside the capital of Fiore.

Princess Jade and a group of ministers looked at the intelligence in their hands, all of their faces grim.

From the news sent by the Fapingyi Society, their situation was not that good.

Moreover, most importantly, the strongest dragon had died.

But at the same time, several giant dragons had appeared, and these giant dragons had warned them that the Ten Thousand Dragons Era was about to begin.

This was not good news — it was an incomparably heavy blow to their Kingdom of Fiore.

During the Ten Thousand Dragons Era four hundred years ago, humans could only linger on in a wretched state of survival.

Even to live well, they had to watch the giant dragons' expressions.

Some had even sold their own countries to the giant dragons, offering commoners as food to be sacrificed to the giant dragons.

"Bang!"

Just as the great hall was unusually quiet, a sudden enormous crash rang out.

Even the Wang Zuo where Princess Jade sat began to shake violently for a moment.