Ashen Dragon-Chapter 238 - 164 Harpist Alliance (4)

Chapter 238: Chapter 164 Harpist Alliance (4)

“Where is this…”

Abir slowly opened her eyes, feeling utterly exhausted and unable to focus.

But she quickly became alert, remembering her last memory—being held tightly in the claws of a terrible dragon and being choked unconscious.

“Damn it!”

Abir instinctively reached for her waist, but she couldn’t feel the familiar dagger. Even the green cloak she had been wearing had disappeared, leaving only her undergarments.

She sat on the ground, warily looking around. The surroundings were an unfamiliar palace, and everything in it seemed to be an enlarged version, so vast it was intimidating.

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Suddenly, a huge shadow covered her.

“Elf, you are awake.”

She turned her head stiffly, seeing the enormous body and ferocious head of the Red Dragon.

Abir was instantly terrified. The nightmare scene of the Red Dragon about to devour her was still vivid in her mind. But she still mustered the courage to clench her sweaty fists and stammered:

“Evil Dragon, wh-what do you want to do?”

Cassius grinned slightly, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

“What do you think?”

Abir’s delicate body couldn’t stop trembling. She suddenly thought of some rumors collected by the Harpist Alliance:

In the descriptions of the Northern Nobility, this Red Dragon was both a tyrant and a lustful dragon. He would transform into a terrifying humanoid several meters tall, wantonly humiliating beautiful maidens, and then revert to his original form to swallow them whole.

Abir was only in her thirties. For an elf, a long-lived race, she was undoubtedly in her prime.

And such humiliation was far more terrifying than death!

She had thought of dying heroically, but she absolutely didn’t want to become a tool for the dragon’s desires.

Thinking of this, Abir clenched her silver teeth, speaking word by word:

“I…will not let you manipulate me!”

Abir suddenly lunged towards the hard wall, trying to end her life this way.

This was her last struggle and the only way out.

However, in the face of overwhelming strength, even death became a luxury, something unattainable.

The Red Dragon merely clenched its claws slightly, and a giant magical field constructed from shimmering mana grasped the elf tightly, imprisoning her in a cage, immovable.

She didn’t even have the space to struggle.

“No…”

“Evil Dragon, you’ll get your retribution.”

Abir’s eyes were filled with despair. She lowered her eyelids, her amber eyes shut tightly, and crystal tears streamed from the corners.

The elf girl dared not imagine what would come next, so she closed her eyes tightly, her shoulders trembling.

In the darkness, Abir felt the sulfuric breath approaching her face.

Could it be…

Is this the end of everything?

In her final moments, she thought of her grand ambitions when she left the Elf Kingdom, the solemn oath she made when joining the Harpist Alliance, her coincidental first encounter with Richard, their joint infiltration of the Red Robe Mage Tower for intelligence, and even the serene beauty of watching the sunrise in Cadwenel Forest…

“I’m so unwilling, I want to experience more.”

Abir thought.

However, she didn’t feel the expected pain.

“Elf, do you want to live?”

The dragon’s deep voice came, along with the scorching sulfuric breath.

Abir didn’t let out a sigh of relief because she knew that the Red Dragon probably had other plans for her.

Maybe he coveted her body, or perhaps he wanted information on the Alliance. The former was easily attainable for the dragon before her, and the latter seemed more likely.

She thought of the oath she made upon joining the Harpists:

“Expect no return, act only for justice.”

The Harpist Alliance was a loosely organized group, yet it still harbored many crucial secrets.

She could not let the Red Dragon learn any information about the Harpists, nor could she serve the forces of evil. This was Abir’s sole thought, and she was prepared to lay down her life for it.

“I won’t live a disgraceful life…”

Hence, the elf girl gritted her teeth, closed her eyes tightly, and shut herself down completely.

She was determined not to reveal any information, even if it meant being eaten alive!

But the Red Dragon’s next words threw her into a panic, breaking down all her defenses.

“Don’t you want to know Richard’s whereabouts?”

Abir suddenly opened her eyes, nervously exclaiming: “You, what have you done to him?”

“He’s doing quite well, better than ever.”

Cassius just sneered coldly and conjured a magic image in front of the elf, revealing the figure of the Half-Elf Ranger.

“Thank goodness, he’s still alive…”

Seeing that familiar face, Abir sighed in relief, feeling much more at ease.

Then, the dragon’s voice echoed in the image: “I want you to return to the Harpist Alliance and become a double agent for the kingdom…”

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Abir’s heart immediately sank again. She prayed in her heart: “Richard, you wouldn’t agree to this.”

But the elf began to worry, fearing that the next image would be Richard being brutally killed for refusing the order, which made her emotions extremely conflicted.

Before long, Richard’s familiar voice resounded again.

“Yes, my lord.”

“Impossible…”

Abir murmured to herself, her face full of disbelief.

“Evil Dragon, you must have bewitched him! Or this is all just a deceitful illusion!”

Abir angrily looked at the Red Dragon, still unwilling to accept everything, attributing it to the enemy’s lies.

Richard, her companion, how could he betray the Harpist Alliance without hesitation and become someone who willingly served the dragon she despised most!

Cassius looked down at the elf, his face bearing a mocking smile as he slowly approached her.

“Do you think I need to deceive you, little morsel?”

“I just want you to abandon those meaningless fantasies and step out of the ridiculous fairy tales.”

“This is the stark reality. Your Harpists’ so-called beliefs and oaths are fragile. For their own lives, people can easily sacrifice everything. Even behind your glorious Elven Deities lie countless mortal blood debts.”

“Tell me, have your self-proclaimed just Harpists ever pursued these past deeds?”

“No, it’s not like that.” Abir shook her head anxiously, hurriedly defending.

However, under the repeated playback of the magic image and the dragon’s deep voice, her defense seemed so powerless.

The Red Dragon’s head drew closer, its scorching breath making the elf break out in a sweat.

“So…tell me, elf.”

“Do you choose to survive or die?”