A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 681 Arriving At The Draconia Kingdom (2)

[In the not-so-distant future]

Tamsin took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts before continuing. ”The young man I was speaking with is King Archer Wyldheart of the newly founded Draconia Kingdom,” she explained, watching as confusion flickered across their faces.

”Draconia Kingdom? Whereʼs that?” Marigold repeated, her brow furrowing in disbelief. ”But what would a king from Draconia want with us?”

Tamsin nodded, her heart heavy with the weight of her next words. ”King Archer has offered us sanctuary in his kingdom if we leave Aradonia behind,” she said, her voice tinged with sadness. ”He wants to help us escape the Sunspear Empireʼs grasp.”

Her daughters exchanged worried glances, uncertainty clouding their features, ”But Mother, what about Father and Brother?” Briela asked, her voice trembling with emotion.

Tamsinʼs heart ached at the mention of her lost loved ones, but she knew she had to stay strong for her daughters. She replied, her voice filled with determination, ”We will honor their memory by ensuring the survival of our people.ʼʼ

Just then, a group of large dragonkin men entered the courtyard, their imposing presence drawing the attention of everyone present. Tamsin recognized them as the soldiers King Archer had mentioned, sent to escort them to Tidewater City.

”Your Majesty,” one of the dragonkin men said, bowing respectfully before her. ”The White Dragon has sent us to escort you and your family to Tidewater City.”

Tamsin nodded, guiding her daughters toward the waiting carriage as the soldier escorted them outside the palace gates. However, her heart skipped a beat when she saw thousands of formidable black armored soldiers standing guard around them.

Seeing so many assigned to protect her and her family by a seemingly unknown king left her bewildered and apprehensive. Their menacing black armor gleamed in the sunlight, but she could only see their eyes covered with everything else.

Marigold stopped behind her and whispered worriedly, ʼʼWho are these soldiers, Mother? And why do they look so frightening.ʼʼ

Briela agreed just as the kingʼs mother, Jessica, approached angrily, demanding, ʼʼWhat are you doing, Tamsin? Why are you allowing these unknown soldiers to take us captive? This king seems up to no good and will do something scummy to you and the girls.ʼʼ

Just as the older woman said that all the soldiers around them turned to face her with a look of rage; one of them stepped out and scolded the late kingʼs mother, ʼʼWho are you to question our king, human? Heʼs the infamous White Dragon who created a kingdom out of nothing where all can thrive and live safely. Be careful with your next words, woman.ʼʼ

Another soldier added, ʼʼYouʼre lucky he wanted to help your kingdom. It would be best if you were more thankful he arrived in time. If not, you donʼt want to know what would have happened to you or your family.ʼʼ

As tensions escalated, Tamsin sensed the situation veering out of control and interjected, ”Mother, Aradonia is on the brink of collapse. We would have become mere playthings in the hands of the Sunspear soldiers. What other choice did I have? The young man harbors no ill intentions toward us. He aims to invite others to join his kingdom and contribute to its growth.”

Before anyone could reply, a soldier ran up to them and warned the leader, ʼʼWe have an incoming enemy commander. What are your orders?ʼʼ

Tamsin watched a tall soldier who towered above them and shouted out orders, ʼʼMarcus!ʼʼ

After shouting, a man riding a beast resembled a velociraptor but looked more fearsome. Tamsin noticed its sleek, muscular build and razor-sharp claws. Standing low to the ground, its sinewy body is cloaked in dark, mottled scales that provide perfect protection.

Its keen, predatory gaze gleams with intelligence as it surveys its surroundings, plotting its next deadly move. Long, dagger-like teeth protrude from its serrated jaws, ready to tear through flesh ruthlessly. Its eyes, gleaming orbs of amber, reflect an insatiable hunger for bloodshed.

She watched as the commander gave the man named Marcus an order, ʼʼRun those Sunspear soldiers down and show them how the White Dragon does things.ʼʼ

Tamsin saw the man react with happiness as he responded with a salute, which confused her as sheʼd never seen a soldier so enthusiastic about fighting a battle, ʼʼYes, commander.ʼʼ

With that, he rushed off to the rest of his soldiers, and she watched as they charged toward the incoming enemy. Tamsin stood at the edge of the road, her heart pounding with anticipation.

ʼWhy are they charging at a larger force? Are they crazy?ʼ She thought to herself.

The Drakewing Outriders, a formidable force of mounted warriors, thundered across the field towards the imposing Sunspear Cavalry, their faces determined. Without fear, they closed the distance with incredible speed. As they drew near, her eyes widened in amazement as she witnessed the Outriders pull out weapons she had never seen before.

These were not mere swords or spears but devices shimmering with arcane energy. At the command of their leader, the Outriders aimed with their mysterious weapons, the air crackling with anticipation.

With a deafening roar, the weapons unleashed torrents of mana bullets, each glowing with raw magical power.Tamsin watched in amazement as the bullets streaked across the battlefield, slamming into the ranks of the Sunspear Cavalry with explosive force.

The loud bangs echoed across the plains as the mana bullets tore through the enemy ranks, sending soldiers flying in all directions.She could hardly believe her eyes as she witnessed the devastating power of these bizarre weapons.

But the Outriders didnʼt stop there. They charged into the chaos with a fierce battle cry, swords flashing and spears thrusting. The clash of metal rang out as they engaged the enemy in close combat, their movements fluid and precise.

Tamsin watched in awe as the Outriders fought with unmatched skill and ferocity, cutting through the Sunspear ranks like a scythe through wheat.With every strike, they brought down another enemy soldier, their determination unwavering even in the face of overwhelming odds.

As they were doing that, the commander turned to her and spoke, ʼʼLetʼs get going, Your Majesty. The journey will be hectic.ʼʼ

She agreed and stepped onto the carriage, followed by her daughters and mother-in-law, and the soldiers started escorting them to Tidewater City under constant attack. Still, between the troops known as Dragon Legionnaires and the Outriders, the enemy was easily put down until the blades and bullets of Archerʼs army.

Tamsin thought to herself, ʼHow come they are so strong? How is he training them.ʼ

After that, the trip to the port city took just two hours, and the last half went by peacefully with no more attacks. They entered the city gates but rushed straight for the shipyard. When Tamsin, her daughters, and her mother-in-law saw the menacing black ships scattered throughout the bay.

But one ship stood out and looked like a monster on the waterʼs surface, shocking Tamsin, who had never seen such a warship. Her kingdomʼs ships were half the size of the thing. It loomed over the harbor like a fortress of steel and magic, its sleek hull slicing through the waters with an air of authority.

At its prow, a massive dragonʼs head sculpted from obsidian jutted forward, its eyes ablaze with fiery enchantments. Mana cannons, which can unleash devastating arcane energy torrents upon any foe foolish enough to challenge its might, littered the deck.

They gleamed with a metallic sheen, their barrels adorned with complex dwarven runes pulsating with raw magical power. The battleship bristled with activity as crews of skilled sailors and mages worked tirelessly to maintain its formidable arsenal and ensure its readiness for battle.

Each crew member moved with the efficiency of a well-oiled machine. Their movements synchronized as they carried out their duties with unwavering dedication. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow across the waters.

When all the women saw the ships, they were utterly shocked, and the queenʼs mother, Jessica, commented in disbelief, ʼʼWhat are these monsters? Iʼve never seen ships like this in all my forty years of life.ʼʼ

Briela and Marigold nodded in agreement as the carriage stopped, and the commander opened the door, allowing the four to step out. When the salty air hit their noses, they started getting upset, but Tamsin spoke in a determined voice, ʼʼCome on, ladies. We need to get out of here.ʼʼ

After speaking, the Draconia commander appeared before instructing, ʼʼHead toward pier five and board the waiting boat. It will take you to Archerʼs Pride.ʼʼ

ʼʼArcherʼs Pride?ʼʼ Marigold repeated in a curious voice.

ʼʼYes. Itʼs the kingʼs ship that he and the Oakshield sisters designed together,ʼʼ the commander explained.

The four women nodded in unison before making their way towards their escape. As they boarded, they were rowed out to the immense battleship, where they were assisted onto the deck. When Tamsin glanced back, she witnessed thousands of her citizens being ferried onto other ships, which left her utterly astonished.

As they observed the survivors being escorted to safety, shouts erupted, followed by the sudden thunderous boom of several large explosions. Marigold, Briela, and Jessica jumped in fright as the battleshipʼs cannons fired.

The barrage continued until it abruptly ceased, prompting Tamsin to rush to the nearest soldier and inquire, ”Who is the ship firing at?”

The soldier paused, assessing Tamsin before replying, ”Iʼd reckon itʼs the Sunspear dogs. The king ordered us to target their camps, aiming to obliterate them as he loots all their treasure.”

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