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"Cough, Lord Yarvis, my issue is not urgent," Muria coughed dryly, pointing at the anxious and surprised golden dragon, Lude, "The matter of this fellow dragon is the most important."

Hearing Muria's words, the golden dragon Lude looked gratefully at this fierce dragon who could even dig corners of ancient green dragons. Then, he turned to Yarvis with a hopeful expression.

"Um, that's true. Kid, give me the coordinates of your territory, I'll take you to save your people right now."

"Lord Yarvis, the entire space of the Bavarian Kingdom is sealed off. Teleportation circles can't be used, and even legends can't break through the space..."

"Do you know who I am?" Yarvis, who looked like a blond middle-aged man, stared at the golden dragon Lude.

"The Light of the Firmament, Yarvis..."

"Since you know, do you think a space sealed by a few skeletal councils can stop me?"

"I was wrong, your Lordship," the golden dragon Lude said, ashamed, but soon he raised his head again, looking at the elegant middle-aged man before him.

"There's one more thing I must report to you!"

"Speak."

"I suspect that Bertelain, a member of the Necromantic Council, also participated in this annihilation operation."

Hearing Lude's words, all the dragons, including the gem dragons, changed their expressions instantly. Many dragons showed teeth in anger, revealing a face full of fury.

"Bertelain from the Necromantic Council?"

"The one known as the Death Dragonrider, the damn lich who should die a thousand times?"

"That's him. There's no second Bertelain in the Necromantic Council."

...Not to mention the reaction of the young dragons upon hearing this name, the ancient golden dragon Yarvis narrowed his eyes slightly at the mention of this name, and his robe fluttered without wind.

"Resurrected again! Kid, why do you suspect Bertelain from the Necromantic Council took part in this operation?"

"During the counterattack, a total of twenty-six bone dragons attacked the army led by me and other noble lords. Among the undead fighting against the legends of the Bavarian Kingdom, there was a ghost dragon."

"More than twenty bone dragons, and a legendary ghost dragon." Yarvis, always amiable, showed a hint of anger on his face, but soon returned to calm, "With such a number, Bertelain indeed might be one of the orchestrators of this operation."

"It seems I'm not enough alone; I need to call some friends. Death Dragonrider, Bertelain, after such a long time, did you think we would forget this blood debt?"

Yarvis, the elegant ancient golden dragon, lifted his hand and shattered the space in front of him. More than a dozen streams of light flew out from his hand, entering the space tunnels. Those were his messages to some old friends.

"Little ones, what are you waiting for?" Yarvis's gaze turned to the dragons attending the banquet, "Why not inform the ancient dragons in your families? The Death Dragonrider, Bertelain, a criminal wanted by the order of the Platinum Dragon God and three Dragon Kings, has appeared again."

"Lord Yarvis, Lude just saw some bone dragons and a ghost dragon but did not witness Bertelain himself. To inform my great-grandfather of such unconfirmed news is..."

"Isn't seeing so much enough?" Yarvis looked sternly at the speaking bronze dragon, "Besides, even if it's not Bertelain, what difference does it make? Defiling so many remains and souls of our kind, whoever it is, deserves to die!"

Watching the furious ancient golden dragon Yarvis and the metal and gem dragons, who began to inform their elders about the notorious member of the Necromantic Council, Bertelain, Muria was confused. He was just a mixed-blood golden dragon who had just started his journey, although his strength could dominate anyone at the banquet except Yarvis.

But he had just begun to get in touch with the world of dragons and had not yet integrated into it. Knowing about the existence of the Necromantic Council was already good enough, so he did not know who the Death Dragonrider, Bertelain, was, nor why so many dragons were making such a fuss.

"Kasrana sister, can you tell me about this wanted criminal of the dragon race? I haven't heard of this person before."

Although Muria could roughly guess what this Bertelain had done from the taboo words of the dragon race like bone dragons and ghost dragons, and the title of Death Dragonrider, guessing was never as accurate as asking directly.

"You don't know?" Receiving Muria's mental message, Kasrana immediately replied with a wave of puzzled thoughts. Since it was an unguarded mental communication, Muria clearly felt Kasrana's confusion.

"Should I know?"

"You just heard my grandfather say that Bertelain is wanted by the great Platinum Dragon God Bahamut and the three Dragon Kings."

"But I really haven't heard of it, Kasrana sister, can you briefly tell me about it?" Muria pressed on, joking aside, he couldn't even recognize all the gods in the sky, let alone a lich who seemed to be just a legendary figure.

"Bertelain was born a human noble. He was discovered to have an exceptional talent for casting spells at a young age and easily became a mage.

For some reason, he became especially obsessed with our dragon race, almost fanatically worshiping everything dragon-related. Initially, this wasn't an issue; countless creatures in Elrasia worship dragons.

But over time, as Bertelain's spellcasting level increased, his obsession with dragons began to twist and turn malignant. He wanted to own and control a dragon.

At first, he spent a fortune to have a black dragon captured, but he found he couldn't tame it. The black dragon preferred death over obeying him.

Then, he somehow got a white dragon egg, but even after painstakingly hatching it, Bertelain found that the white dragon wouldn't obey him either.

So, Bertelain went mad when he realized he couldn't dominate any dragon. He began studying necromantic spells, thinking if he couldn't control the living, he'd enslave the dead.

This human genius mage tirelessly researched necromancy while collecting dragon bones, attempting to create sacrilegious undead – bone dragons.

After a long time studying necromancy, his body was eroded by death energy. So, Bertelain transformed his half-undead body into a lich..."

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