Chapter 336 \nExtra 3. The Return of the Legend (6)\nSponsored Content
âIsnât this twice as many as expected?â
The Grand Dukeâs expression turned stony as he looked at the massive airships filling the sky above the Iberian Castle.
Even the initially expected enemy force of 16 airships was so powerful that Iberia would have had to defend itself with all its might. But now, the number of airships dotting the Iberian sky was twice as many as expected.Â
No, there was a lot, but there was something more important and dire than the number of airships.Â
âUntil now, they have kept their neutrality, so why have they come nowâŠâ
The Iberian Grand Duke saw airships that glinted gold as if they had been gilded. It was the flotilla under the direct control of the Emperor.Â
âEven though they are the flotilla, they most likely couldnât stand by and watch the spirit of the Empire deteriorate any longer. It seems like they have decided to help the one who seems the strongest and most influential in order to end the civil war.â
Nothing could be more despairing than this. The aviation corpsâ regular battleships would already have been difficult to deal with, but now, the flotillaâs battleships, which were considered to be the finest example of the Empire, had appeared on the battlefield.
âIt may be too late, but make arrangements so that Her Highness could escape. If there are more enemy forces here than expected, then that means fewer enemy forces are heading towards our fortresses. As long as we can overcome this immediate crisis, we can still plan for the future.â
âDo you plan on giving up your main castle?â
âThe real strength of Iberia does not lie in its castles. As long as the nobles and merchants are alive, Iberia can always stand up again.â
When the Iberian Grand Duke spoke, the nobles began making preparations to evacuate Princess Adelaide. However, the princess didnât listen to the noblesâ request this time either.Â
âThere are 4 squadrons, 32 battleships here. Among them is the Empireâs most elite flotilla. If they were determined and shot their mage cannons, then not a single cornerstone of the Iberian Castle will remain, Your Highness.â
The nobles begged her to evacuate, but it was no use.Â
âIf He were to fail or something happens to me, then do not delay and quickly surrender. My elder brothers will never treat Iberia poorly.â
âYour Highness! How could we!â
âThis is an order. Although things have reached this point, Iberia is absolutely necessary to the Empire. I do not want the Empireâs pillars to crumble because of one wretched woman.â
âWe cannot accept it, Your Highness.â
There was no way that the nobles, who had accepted the possibility of dying and still remained by her side in the main castle, would listen to her order.
âMy Lords, you are all really stubborn.â
âWe do not dare compete with you, Your Highness.â
When they continued to remain divided over the issue, the nobles seemed like they had given up persuading the princess. The princess also looked like she wasnât going to encourage the nobles to surrender anymore.
However, that was only because she knew that the situation where the nobles would have to surrender to the enemy would never happen.
Princess Adelaide turned to look beyond the castle walls. It seemed like the golden magic mount was preparing to move.Â
âPlease, I beg you, you are the legend of the Empire.â
As if in response to her words, the crouched magic mount began to move.
A sound that was as harsh and ferocious as an animalâs roar â the start-up sound was fundamentally different from the latest magic mount model. \n
But for some reason, the sound was hair-rising.
Perhaps it wasnât just the princess who felt like that. The nobles had been noisily causing a ruckus, but now, all of them shut their mouths and looked at the magic mount.
In front of many people, the magic mount Goldrachen began to move.Â
âIt really is empty.â
Seeing how the commander of the flotilla spoke so apathetically, it didnât seem like he was worried about the countless troops deployed by the Iberian Castle.Â
Well, that was only natural. No matter how many soldiers were deployed, the Iberia Fleetâs warships had been the only threat. But that didnât matter now since all of them had left the port. It also didnât matter how many infantrymen there were since there wasnât much they could do when the battleships stationed at the frontlines were perched high in the sky.Â
âWhat do you plan on doing, sir?â
âIt is not my nature to beat helpless opponents, but since itâs like this, it would be good to reduce the burden on our infantrymen and the Panzer Knights.â
âShall we bombard them, sir?â
The commander nodded at his adjutantâs question.
âWeâll neutralize the walls and the ports before waiting for our allies to arrive. If there is anything that could be a threat, then destroy that as well.â
As soon as he finished talking, the adjutant sent out the commanderâs orders to each of the battleships. The squadrons began to deploy their artillery.Â
On the off chance the Iberian Fleet returned, their first target of elimination was the port.
The commander had been watching the infantrymen bustling on the wall when he suddenly noticed an odd structure. He frowned at it.
âDid Iberia have something like that?â
It was a massive statue, about 10 meters high, that was looking up at the sky. As if symbolizing the wealth Iberia had accumulated, the statue of the Dragonian was adorned with gold.
âMagic engine noises detected, sir! Itâs believed to be the heart of a magic mount, sir!â
âSo it seems like they had magic mounts hidden. How many does the enemy have?â
âSo far, only one enemy magic mount has been observed, sir!â
At the observerâs report, the commander looked incredulous. His expression seemed to be asking what merely one magic mount could do in the first place.Â
âLocating, sir! Location confirmed, sir! At the main gate of the Iberian Castle, sir! magic mountâs movements confirmed, sir!â
Regardless of the commanderâs reaction, the observer diligently did his job as he found and reported the location of the magic mount.
âAre you saying thatâs the magic mount?â
When the commander realized that the object he had thought was the statue was actually a magic mount, he smirked.
âIberia must have money to burn. Why else would they create such useless things like that?â
It was such a massive construct with an unsophisticatedly thick exoskeleton. He couldnât help but wonder if it would even operate; it looked like it was just meant to be a decoration for displaying purposes.Â
âLetâs send them a simple gift before the battle. Fire the mage cannon four times! Destroy the enemyâs magic mount!â
The commander had no doubts that Iberiaâs treasure would be horribly destroyed. But the magic mount moved much faster than the time it took for his orders to be carried and his belief fulfilled.Â
âPowerful magic reactions observed! Location is the enemyâs magic mount!â
The commander could see Iberiaâs magic mount opening its mouth widely.
âSize of magic reaction â equivalent to or greater than than the main gun on this ship, sir!â
Even before the observer could finish shrieking, the enemy magic mount shot out fire.
At that moment, a shock wave swept through the battleshipâs bridge and the commander barely managed to keep his balance.
The commanderâs eyes widened as he was unable to finish his words. Through the massive window of the bridge, he saw the sight of his alliesâ ships engulfed in flames.Â
â4th ship, hit! 7th ship, hit! 13th ship, hit!â
âThe 4th and 13th shipsâ shields have been destroyed but theyâre alright, sir!â
âThe 7th ship was directly hit and is dropping, sir!â
The commander gritted his teeth at the observerâs belayed report.
âThose cunning, sly bastards. They mustâve disguised the cannon as a magic mount!â
 The commander judged that the ridiculous magic mount was actually a mage cannon, however, he was mistaken.
He had thought the magic mountâs legs were just a disguise to help the device withstand the recoil of the cannon, but those same legs kicked off the ground.
Until then, the commander may have been confused, but he hadnât doubted their victory. Whether that thing was a magic mount or a mage cannon, whether it jumped or flew, he hadnât thought it could do anything to 30 battleships. But once again, the commanderâs expectations were wrong.
âEnemyâŠ. The enemy magic mount is flying, sir.â
The magic mount continued ascending as translucent wings sprouted from its back. The sight of those wings was absurd enough to hurt his eyes.
âWhat the hell is thatâŠâ
The Grand Duke of Iberiaâs mouth dropped open as he stared at the Imperial Familyâs secret weapon soaring high into the sky.
It had already been surprising that an antique such as that had been hiding a mage cannon, but now, it was flying.
The translucent wings that sprouted from the magic mountâs back were ridiculously improbable and unrealistic. It felt like all the common sense and magical theories that he knew were negated.
But the surprise was only the beginning.
The magic mount soared high into the sky and began destroying the flotillaâs massive battleships.Â
Soaring high into the sky, the magic mount began to destroy the massive battleships of the flotilla. Every time the magic mount stretched out a hand, the battleshipâs defense magic, which was usually so powerful that even the magic of a senior mage couldnât leave a scratch, was shredded like it was a piece of paper.
Five of the 32 battleships dropped in an instant.
The nobles had been watching the battle dazed half out of their minds, but now, they finally started cheering. The previous sense of defeat and despair was nowhere to be seen.
The same was true for Princess Adelaide as well.\nVisit wuxiaworld.eu for extra chapters.
She clasped her small hands together as she looked up at the sky with a face full of joy.Â
Another airship crashed and the noblesâ cheers grew.
âWhat on earth is with that magic mount, Your Highness? What was the Imperial Family hiding?â
The nobles had thought all possibility of victory was gone, but now, they cheered as they realized that the flame of victory hadnât gone out yet. While the nobles were busy cheering, the Iberian Grand Duke was questioning the princess.
âGrand Duke, do you remember the legendary person who built the Empireâs foundation?â
She answered his question with a completely different question, but the Iberian Grand Duke instantly understood what she was trying to say.
âThatâs right. He is a descendant of the victorious legend who has hidden his legacy.â
The Empireâs legend that was considered to be groundless was actually not a lie. The massive magic mount currently destroying the Empireâs pride, the battleships of the flotilla, in the sky was proof of that.
Goosebumps appeared all over his body. He was thrilled to know that such a legend was fighting with them.Â
âThat magic mountâs name is Goldrachen. It is the secret weapon of the Imperial Family that  inherited the name of the legendary knight who was the first family of the Empire and the father of the Empireâs founder.â
âSo thatâs why that magic mount was so different from the current models. Tsk, and here I was, ignoring it based on its outdated appearanceâŠâ
Everything she said was a lie. This was the first time Goldrachen was appearing in the world. Everything was a prettied-up lie to cover up the existence of an unbelievable ancestor who was over 500 years old.
It was a pretty decently packaged lie. Even Adelaide herself thought it would be more believable to say that the descendant of a legendary being had stepped forward for the sake of handling the chaos of the Empire than to say that the legendary being of 500 years was still alive and had an existence of a demigod.
It seemed like the Iberian Grand Duke also believed that Kim Seon-Hyeok was the descendant of the First family.
âIt isnât a good time to talk right now. The rest of the story can be shared after the battle is over.â
The Iberian Grand Duke was planning on asking more questions, but Princess Adelaide blocked him before looking back up at the sky again.
The battle was quickly rushing towards the end.Â
Of the 32 airships, only about 10 of them were in good condition and it seemed like even those would be dealt with shortly.Â
Princess Adelaide staggered. Now that she had lost her tension, her legs lost their strength.
âIâm alright. I was just a bit dizzy.â
After waving back the startled and worried nobles, she looked up at the battleships covered in flames with a grief-stricken expression. She couldnât help regret the fact that the Empireâs precious talents and battleships were disappearing in such a meaningless and fleeting way.Â
She knew she couldnât stop them, but she still wanted to. Even if it was just one, she wanted the battleships to be intact and safe.Â
She shook off those thoughts with difficulty.Â
Now wasnât the time for her to show mercy or worry about the future of the Empire. That was presumptuous arrogance and a luxury she couldnât afford.
Right now, what was important was her survival. It was the only way she could reach the throne.Â
\nBut no matter how many times told herself that, it was still painful for her to watch the Imperial battleships engulfed in flames.Â
However, she still didnât look away. She considered it her duty to see the fight she had jumped into and to end it with without running away.
Even so, she couldnât help but let out a moan as she watched the gold magic mount chasing and sinking the battleships that had turned to retreat.
But unlike her, the nobles cheered guilelessly now that the immediate crisis had passed.
After returning from the battle, Goldrachen landed on a vacant lot of the Iberian Castle. The translucent wings that had lifted its massive body faded and then disappeared. A beautiful woman appeared in its place.Â
It was the ancient Wind Spirit, Atiya.Â
âIt was wonderful to be able to fly you again after such a long time, master.â
She was Atiya. In the 500 years she had been working with the mighty Dragonâs Contractor, she had become more than a simple Spirit. However, her smiling face showed that she was still the same loyal figure that knew only her master.
Looking at her like that, Kim Seon-Hyeokâs burning blood of the War Dragon began to cool down a bit.
âThereâll be more opportunities in the future.â
Atiya seemed to be extremely pleased with that because she giggled happily like a child as she circled him.
Usually, Atiya would have disappeared after asking him to call for her again, but for some reason, she hesitated for a while and didnât leave the place.
âWhy? Is there something you want to say?â
He tilted his head at her rare hesitation.
âDo you remember the promise you made me before?â
âYou said you would grant me one wish.â
Even after hearing Atiyaâs words, it took him a long time before he remembered the promise he made her 500 years ago. Well, that was only natural since 500 years was too long for someone to remember a promise they had made in passing in an instant
However, time for Spirits seemed to pass differently from humans.
He responded hastily when he saw her pouting.Â
âYou suddenly thought of a wish?â
Atiya had a great personality. She quickly stopped pouting and instead, began smiling brightly.