Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 74: Solo Dragon Slaughter, Holy Purifier

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Solo Dragon Slaughter, Holy Purifier

"Your Highness Noah!"

The scattered azure light rain gently descended with the fluttering of the Great Fairy’s wings, extraordinarily beautiful. However, this creature, perfect and flawless apart from its size, now wore a face filled with timidity and shyness, appearing somewhat nervous,

"Can I really do it?"

"You definitely can, I believe in you."

Noah’s dark golden dragon eyes were filled with trust. As he spoke, the Golden Dragon placed the pen gripped in his claws into Sifreya’s arms. Holding this pen, nearly as tall as her, the Great Fairy’s figure suddenly sank, causing the frequency of her fluttering blue butterfly wings to increase substantially.

"Handling these documents isn’t actually difficult; it’s very simple, just needs a day or two to adapt."

Having already dealt with documents for two days after taking residence in the Duke Mansion, Noah encouraged his favored subjects.

He finally understood why that guy Tidel wouldn’t let him go; the workload was truly enormous and extremely tedious, yet absolutely had to be dealt with promptly.

In name, Tidel only needed to manage Elisium City now, yet many towns and villages under its jurisdiction also fell within the management scope.

Moreover, Elisium City was the main city of the Augustus family territory, requests from other new cities on the territory and numerous vassal nobles also arrived at the Duke Mansion.

This required both Tidel and Noah to handle, holding the highest executive authority in the Duke Territory. It sounded grand, but actually employing this power was a different matter entirely.

Administrative affairs reported by various city officials and vassal nobles, training status of the reserve units of the Knight Order to be reported regularly, along with taxes and food reserves on the territory... How to dispatch knights to suppress when towns and village residents face harassment and attacks from roaming beasts and monsters.

As a Sect Master, he also needed to mediate conflicts between vassal nobles, arbitrate their disputes, and occasionally deal with new nobles seeking manpower, money, and grain.

These various matters piled atop each other, causing official business to accumulate into a mountain. What annoyed the Dragon the most was that even if he finished everything the first day, the desk would be filled with another batch the next day.

Endless and never-ending, so after enduring two days, Noah couldn’t take it anymore on the third day, summoning all three Great Fairies from the Dragon Nest.

As his favored, it was time for them to fulfill their intended role. As Great Fairies, their level of intelligence was at least on par with or superior to humans. Some official work that could be responded to with templated formulas could be entirely entrusted to them.

With the cooperation of the Great Fairies, Noah’s workload became much lighter, yet it still wasn’t enough, so he took notice of the carefree Little Fairies in the flower garden. The Golden Dragon picked and retained those with stable dispositions to assist in administration.

From then on, Noah handled governmental affairs with ease. However, as a consequence, the joyful laughter in the flower garden ceased, and all the Little Fairies became dispirited and gloomy, their energy completely drained.

The Golden Dragon felt uneasy and specially devised a three-shift system for these Little Fairies. Of course, it wasn’t dividing a day into three shifts but rather splitting the daytime work into three batches, with three groups of Little Fairies responsible for part of it, alternating in turns. This suited their playful and lively nature better.

Yet even so, it caused the Little Fairies to complain incessantly, since their prior life was devoid of any work concept, carefree and solely filled with eating, drinking, and playing, occasionally picking flowers for making honey and trimming the flower house.

But Noah turned a blind eye to it all, with each needing only to work three hours a day, much easier than him and the Great Fairies. If he were to relent further, it would be him who would suffer.

In contrast, having to sufficiently trouble these little creatures was the only option. It was, after all, just temporary, and they could return to their original lives after enduring a few years.

Under Noah and the fairies, big and small, efforts to maintain, the order within the Augustus family territory ran smoothly on course. As for implementing new policies, Noah refrained from considering them for the time being, focusing on perfectly handling the current tasks without mistakes.

Half a year after Noah assisted Tidel in maintaining territorial operations, shocking news came back from the frontline at the Valley of Flames, sweeping through the territory like a howling hurricane.

An Ancient Black Dragon, emanating a putrid aura, led an almost infinite Undead Tide to attack the fortress above the Valley of Flames. It was a catastrophe akin to a natural disaster.

In the path of this dragon, known as the Great Lord of Corpses, all living beings were engulfed, whether on the surface or underground, becoming members of the undead legion.

This was a terrifying Undead Calamity. If it reached the surface, the borderlands would become dead zones. In just a mere 300 kilometers, the marching speed of the undead couldn’t delay for long.

However, regrettably, this Undead Calamity never had the chance to sweep across the ground. The fortress towering above the Valley of Flames was an insurmountable moat for the undead legion.

Not to mention the endless undead legion, even the source of the Undead Calamity, that still alive Ancient Black Dragon, couldn’t breach this fortress.

It was blown apart!

Noah repeatedly confirmed the news, even obtaining the recording stone sent back from the front. The information he received was indeed accurate.

The Fallen Black Dragon, exuding a putrid aura and adorned with bones decorating its dragon body, was blown apart by his adoptive father, Casius.

Even the large dragon skull, which resembled a skeleton, was personally beheaded by his adoptive father with a great sword in hand.

A one-man dragon slaying.

Although this was a Fallen Black Dragon, despised and scorned by the Dragon Clan, it was undeniably a dragon that had already ascended to legend status and mastered powerful death magic.

Even such an ancient dragon species, without the undead legion as guardians, would typically require at least four legends combined to have a chance at slaying it, but with the addition of the undead legion, it was a whole different concept.

Yet Noah’s adoptive father, amid countless adventurers and numerous capture teams dispatched by major forces, beheaded the Black Dragon under the siege of the undead army with a nearly crushing demeanor.

Suppressing an undead calamity incited by an Ancient Black Dragon with one’s own power was a legendary achievement that would be celebrated on the continent for millennia.

Noah knew that from this day on, his adoptive father Casius’s name would become an immortal monument, and minstrels would carry his deeds to all corners of the continent.

Not only within the kingdom, but in neighboring lands, and even further away, the story of the Dragon Slayer Casius would be told, perhaps even adding the title of Holy Purifier.