“Konstantin has already tasted the power of the Primordial Force. Given his approach, he’ll likely try to gather more of it before launching his full revenge,” Rosvisser said.
“With Feir guiding him, he’ll find it easy to reach the northernmost lands where Noah left traces of this power,” she added, her tone laced with concern. As a dragon herself, Rosvisser knew just how alluring power could be for someone like Konstantin, especially after harboring resentment for so long.
The group listened closely to her analysis, nodding in agreement.
“But there’s one issue,” Tiger interjected. “The northernmost lands are desolate; only those seeking extreme self-discipline dare to train there. It’s said the ice layers there are incredibly thick. How is Konstantin supposed to retrieve the Primordial Force from beneath those?”
The northern lands were indeed among the most barren regions on the entire Samal continent—no race dared to settle there. The thick ice was infamous, rumored to withstand even the fiercest flames.
Rosvisser chuckled, “Among the dragons, there’s an old saying: ‘Even the Crimson Flame Dragon King can’t melt the ice of the northernmost lands.’ This legend has been around for ages, and even Konstantin dismissed it as mere idle talk. But now that he knows an ancient power lies beneath the ice, he won’t let that stop him. He’ll use the world’s fiercest flames if he has to.”
Her grandmother, Veronica, and Headmaster Olet’s expedition to the northern lands had confirmed the ice was not impenetrable, using the spatial magic of Lavie, the Star-Wanderer Dragon King.
Leon agreed with Rosvisser’s reasoning. “I think Konstantin will indeed seek the Primordial Force in the northernmost lands. Even if it’s a slim chance, we must investigate.”
Tiger nodded in support. “Absolutely. If that fiery maniac gains even more Primordial Force... the consequences would be unimaginable.”
Konstantin had already been one of the strongest dragon kings. After two resurrections, with a revenge-fueled boost, his strength far surpassed his former self. If he were to acquire more Primordial Force, even Leon might struggle to defeat him.
Leon sighed, scratching his head. “Looks like we’re off to the northernmost lands soon. But I’ve never been that far north... I’m not even sure how to get there.”
Rosvisser’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “I have a way to get us there.”
“What is it?” he asked, intrigued.
With a sly smile, she replied, “I’ll tell you when we’re back home.”
“Ahh, what secrets are you only sharing with the captain in private, sister-in-law?” Rebecca teased.
Rosvisser glanced at her, reaching over to pinch her cheek playfully. “Your captain and I have plenty of secrets to share.”
Rebecca’s eyes widened as she laughed. “You’re getting sweeter and closer every time I see you!”
With the travel arrangements to the northernmost lands settled, Tiger gave a last piece of advice. “Be careful out there.”
“Yes, Master,” Leon and Rosvisser replied in unison.
After discussing Konstantin, Rebecca raised her hand excitedly, “Captain, I have good news to share!”
Leon raised an eyebrow. “Good news? Let’s hear it.”
“Dad and I have been stirring up trouble within the Empire. It’s kept the royal family busy, and we’re even gaining allies!” she said, her voice brimming with excitement. “People are reaching out to us for help, joining the cause. The Empire’s facing more resistance now than ever!”
Leon was pleasantly surprised. He had always thought the Empire was too corrupted for anyone to oppose it openly. It was reassuring to know others were joining the revolution.
“Given the number of people involved, we went ahead and formed an organization to fight the Empire’s corruption. And we named it after you, Captain!” Rebecca beamed proudly.
Leon’s smile froze. He had a sinking feeling. Rebecca had a knack for naming things, but her creativity was... unique. Memories of her past “creative” names flashed before him.
“So... what’s the name?” he asked cautiously.
“Lionheart Society!” she announced.
Leon sighed with relief. “Not bad... much better than your usual choices.”
“Isn’t it great? It’s strong, and it gets the message across!” Rebecca beamed.
Leon, still wary, asked, “Wait... did you come up with it?”
“Well, no,” she admitted, scratching her cheek. “My original idea was *The United Alliance of Beautiful Maidens and Their Bodyguards Against Imperial Corruption*.”
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Leon threw up his hands in surrender. “Fine, Lionheart Society it is!”
Rebecca continued, her enthusiasm boundless. “Our numbers keep growing! We’ve got all kinds of people joining, even fans of yours. One girl even tattooed your name on her arm—”
Rosvisser shot Leon a pointed look. “Oh?”
Leon coughed nervously. “Just a minor detail... Anyway, the Lionheart Society is growing. Soon enough, we’ll overthrow that tyrant!”
Seeing her passion, Leon felt a wave of warmth. He had once only wanted to clear his name and settle down with his family. But destiny had other plans, propelling him forward relentlessly.
He ruffled Rebecca’s hair. “Remember, it’s good to find allies, but don’t trust everyone blindly. Keep an escape route.”
Rebecca nodded enthusiastically. “Got it. Dad is vetting everyone personally.”
Leon glanced at Tiger, who nodded back. “You can count on us.”
With the main matters settled, Leon and Tiger discussed a few final details before wrapping up the meeting.
On the way back, Leon finally asked, “So, what’s this plan you mentioned for getting to the northernmost lands?”
“Remember how Milan told us people think we’re in a post-marital ‘cool-off’ period?”
He nodded. “Yeah, what about it?”
“She gave me two outdoor adventure tickets—limited edition, no less. Said she pulled some strings to get them and suggested we go to rekindle our ‘passion.’”
Leon raised an eyebrow. “And this adventure location has what to do with the northernmost lands?”
“It’s in the northernmost lands.”
He chuckled, rubbing his forehead. “Dragons and their endless need for thrill... an outdoor adventure in the most barren place imaginable.”
Rosvisser smirked. “It’s not just thrill-seeking. Dragons have an innate drive for rigorous environments; it’s in our blood. As your master just said, only those seeking strength go there to train. And we—”
“Alright, alright, Your Majesty. Every time you praise dragons, I get a whole lecture.”
Rosvisser laughed, though her tone turned thoughtful. “But I’m still puzzled.”
“About what?”
“Dragons value strength, but we wouldn’t typically choose the northernmost lands just for an adventure. So why is there a demand for these tickets?”
Leon frowned. “I don’t know.”
They left the question hanging as a silver dragon soared across the sky, carrying them toward their mysterious journey. Meanwhile, back at St. Heith Academy, a new adventure awaited their daughters, starting with a thrilling journey planned by a certain silver-haired girl and her blue-haired friend.