Fire ......

Returned to the North on an air flight as is.

In the carriage, Luna gently rested her head on her lover's shoulder and looked across the room faintly.

Her nominal fiancé, the second son of the cloaked Gladstone family, hung his head with clenched fists, as if full of resentment.

"Who would want to be held captive by the Church for the rest of their lives, I'll bet if you had the chance, you'd fight to get out of it too!!!"

Hearing the deafening roar, Luna subconsciously tightened her arms.

That same Virgin had said that Witcher was trying to escape the Church's control all the time, that they had laid down the first restriction and she was the second.

Eleazar looked absently at his opponent.

"Why would you think that promotion to Legend would free you from control?"

"The valor of the Sky Riders is beyond your imagination!"

Just as he finished speaking, but Frank suddenly thought again of that horrible holy light some time ago.

"At least, it will make that group of people who stand on the highest point and are shrouded in light all day long willing to lower their heads and take a serious look at us!!!"

"Heh, the cry of ignorance..."

Eleazar leaned back bashfully, already understanding roughly what was going on with this transcendental family.

Empty of transcendental heritage, but completely without matching status, do not know what historical reasons, completely excluded by the Church out of the transcendental circle, almost the same treatment attitude as an exile.

The result was predictable, completely unaware of the situation that has been going on in recent years, having been living in ignorance, and then inadvertently discovering the mythical properties of the Dragon Lady, and plotting that audacious plan in secret.

These people probably didn't even think about whether the public would accept the presence of air knights or not.

Whether it's trapeze or dragons, all of these things go against the strategy the Church is carrying out in Celine.

Eleazar casually pinched Luna's cheeks, "Told you the meat and potatoes had to be low-key."

"Che, I wouldn't have said yes in the first place."

Luna beamed, lifting her foot to kick forward as she got intimate with her lover beside her.

I wish I could get my father to come and see what this husband he had handpicked was all about as well.

...

...

Soon, they reached the territory of the Gladstone family.

A large territory, the only home where they can move freely, is also a deep, dark cage.

Perhaps it was because it felt that personally stepping in to suppress it would be met with resistance from other transcendent families or even a joint revolt, so the church intended to let the family just naturally dissipate.

Isolated, ostracized, unable to interoperate with other Transcendent clans, banned from participating in Transcendent gatherings, while triggering a Transcendent event will land a butcher's knife, empty of Transcendent power but they can't do anything about it, and the more Transcendents they cultivate, the quicker they step into extinction.

It's not as bad as just killing them with a knife.

Eleazar then opened the carriage door, "Get lost."

Frank froze, then immediately rolled over and flashed out of the carriage, followed by a few more consecutive blinks, and soon disappeared into the noble territory at the end of his sight.

He's gone to inform the family of the arrival of a foreign enemy.

Eleazar then stepped down from the wagon as well, his face calm as he examined the horse after the psionic spell had subsided.

After making sure he hadn't been marked with spell marks or anything like that, he raised his arm and heaved it.

The curse haunts!

A flash of dark red fire ignites as the cursed armor of House Merlin breaks free from its titanic steel bonds and emerges inch by inch over his skin, encasing Witcher's entire body in the blink of an eye.

Witcher, who was surrounded by black mist and looked like a demon god, slowly twisted his head.

"Whoever comes by, just transform when you sense something wrong and bite him to death!"

Luna nodded dumbly in the car window.

Then vision blurred as the figure trailing black mist leapt out.

All day long heaven and earth seemed quiet.

"Roar ----"

The mansion at the end of the line of sight was split apart by a crimson fire, instantly bursting into flames.

Listening to the deafening roar, Luna shook her body violently.

"Fire..."

Looking at the red light reflected in the distance, the pupils of her eyes seemed to be colored red as well.

"Fire ..."

"anon ----"

At the manor, Witcher, who had stomped the knight in the dirt, looked back.

On the hillside, a shaky figure fluttered up.

"You're a bully!!!"

"Ka-ching!!!"

A bolt of lightning strikes down out of nowhere, enveloping the slightly distracted Witcher.

Upon seeing that the dragoness was not attacked, but rather infected by the dragon's breath and awakening on her own, Eleazar turned back to the sorcerer on the high tower and looked at him faintly.

Dense electric currents spread down from his body, and he didn't have any trouble at all, instead, the middle-aged knight at his feet had a convulsion.

"Sensei!!!"

Another heavily armed knight suddenly descended from the sky, the other gripping a broadsword with an azure luster, his figure dragging out overlapping swirling down figures in an explosion of power, and when he completely emerged, he was holding the greatsword in the backhand of both palms and slashing it down with a heavy pirouette on the helmet joint of the black armor.

Eleazar takes the heavy slash hard and motionless, seeing some chipping of the cursed armor on his shoulder and a white frost spreading.

He mocked lightly, "Didn't eat?"

The young knight was instantly incomparably stunned as he drew his sword and retreated, before pouncing again without dying, turning into countless shadows surrounding the pitch-black knight.

The dazzling sword shadows instantly left dense white sword marks on the cursed armor until the transcendent metal longsword snapped with a mournful cry.

The middle-aged knight who was trampled under his feet was suddenly disheveled, "Blair, how many times have I told you to focus your power a little bit with all your might..."

Eleazar increased the force of his foot, "A disciple like you has the face to want to be a Sky Knight?"

The young knight, who was highly expected by the family, suddenly had a green and white face.

In the end, he's always been a flower locked up in a castle, and there's no way he can compare to the veteran knight who broke one of Witcher's hands.

Standing on the tower, Frank was still secretly hating the brewing of high-level spell casting until he was knocked out by a red and white figure that suddenly appeared.

"Anon--"

The dragon, who had awakened her red dragon stance, followed up with a mouthful of dragon's breath to spit toward the panicked and dodging sorcerer.

Eleazar increased the force of his footing again, clamping the only middle-aged knight here who could threaten them in a death grip.

It was completely unreasonable Titan's divine power, stomping on the opponent's chest and denting it, constantly spitting out blood, but unable to do anything about it.

The enraged dragoness began to chase the ever-flickering wizard and spit around destroying them like a truly evil dragon.

Eleazar lowered his head coldly, "Guess how long you'll last here?"

The middle-aged knight spat blood and frothed, frantically hammering at the leg that was getting harder and harder.

"Kill me if you dare!!!"

"Let go of the tutor, our Gladstone family is willing to break the marriage with the daughter of Osiris and make amends and apologize for our mistake."

The young knight, who kept his head down without a word, slowly removed his helmet.

"In the capacity of the family heir..."

Those family members who stood up far away immediately turned away with clouded faces.

Their real head of the family, on the other hand, was sitting full of indifference, eating lunch in the dining room where the walls had all collapsed.