Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 38 If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight

Sharupa is dead.

There is no doubt about the death, there is no suspense.

But for some reason, when the scorching flames on everyone's faces dissipated, the back figure that was so stubborn and foolishly charging towards the great dragon seemed to still be frozen in place vividly.

A ray of fire dissipated from the corner of Itarek's mouth.

Sharupa's self-sacrifice is certainly appreciated by him, but as mentioned earlier, the insignificance of the troll itself is the original sin.

Italek may feel a little emotional, but he will not regret not being able to reverse the famine and win Sharupa's allegiance.

And before officially leaving, Italek has to shape Zangula's fate with his own hands!
"The warrior who regarded death as home has no bones left, and the next one to make a decision is despicable people like you and me."

Italek changed to a more comfortable position on the burning ruins, but this small movement caused the palace on the verge of collapse to shake off the stone powder.

Ok?
Hearing Itarek's words, the eyes of Augustus and Poison Swamp King lit up!
Under the protection of the great dragon, killing Tolisso is doomed to become an unrealizable luxury, but if he can achieve his goal, it is actually not unacceptable.

After all, they are different from Sharupa, and their real purpose is not blood for blood revenge.

"First of all, you, greedy disobedient, arrogant wretch."

Amber Dragon Eyes moved slightly.

Amid the sudden bad premonition raised by the Poison Swamp King, Italek grinned at her with a sinister grin.

"Until now, you are still coveting my strength, speculating on my weaknesses, greedily longing for power that does not belong to you.

This is not a good habit, especially when I can easily crush you to death. "

"It's not like that, respectable great dragon, I can explain it!"

"Of course, I believe that your ability to argue will definitely allow you to come up with countless excuses at will.

But you have to understand that I don't have any special reason for wanting to crush you to death, it's just because you are unhappy.

Ah, when I think that I can finally crush you, a disgusting insect, with my own hands, I can't help feeling a surge of pleasure... Am I a little too perverted? "

The Poison Swamp King's face suddenly changed.

Just about to stand up and make a desperate fight, the huge and powerful dragon claws grabbed her tightly like lightning.

All of a sudden!

It seemed as if a ripe berry had been crushed, red, yellow, and white were sprinkled all over the place in an instant, making Itarek, who had written the Poison Swamp King in his notebook since the War of Dawn, The dragon horn is comfortable all the way to the tip of the tail!
A trickle of blood dripped down.

Even the poisonous marsh king's head full of resentment and death rolled all the way to Augustus' feet, but he didn't dare to move an inch.

After thinking about it for a while, Itarek followed suit.

"Don't worry so much, Augustus. Zangulah needs the Golden Dynasty you describe, the war-torn troll commoners, and a real recuperation time.

I will not kill you, because you have a great mission on your shoulders.

But before you start your own ruling career, I have a question I want to ask you. "

Italek lowered his head slightly, the huge dragon head was in stark contrast to the tiny figure of Augustus.

"I can tell you clearly that if there was no tragic famine that year, there would be no glorious future for Zangula, and all the trolls would still be shrouded in the shadow of the Soul Eater.

Tolisso's choice is to sacrifice the present in exchange for hope in the future.

But now you are no longer the narrow-minded caravan leader many years ago. You have been on the battlefield, become a nobleman, thought about how to overthrow the tyrant, and how to lead the subjects.

You have your own insights and the belief that you can fight for it all your life!

In the past, you could condemn crimes with high self-esteem, and you could make speeches like others, but now, at this moment, the power to decide the fate of Zangula is about to be truly put into your hands!
I want to know.

If it was you who made the choice at that time, how would you go about it? "

"I……"

Facing the critical questioning, Augustus was struck by lightning, and his mind went blank.

For a long time, only the hatred for Tolisso and the desire to establish a golden dynasty hovered in his mind.

He no longer trusts Tolisso and believes he can do better.

However, when Augustus subconsciously thought about Itarek's question at this moment, his rationality unexpectedly came up with a choice that made him shudder, and his body began to tremble instinctively!
A great uneasiness arises.

It's been a long time.

In the overlooking of Italek, Augustus closed his eyes in pain and said in tears.

"I...I am not Sharupa, I will sacrifice those civilians, Zangula must not have a future!"

When Tolisso's rule was overthrown, there was no threat from the Poison Swamp King.

While Augustus felt a burst of relief, he also felt an indescribable pressure on his shoulders.

He knew that in the following days.

The entire life and death power of Zangula is in his own mind, and countless troll civilians will cultivate their lives and recuperate because of one of their orders, or fall into a fiery hell!

A thread through the dust of history.

Build a lighthouse with the bricks of duty, and light a brazier with whale oil mixed with pain.

From Tolisso 14 years ago, it was truly conveyed to the bottom of Augustus's heart, making him feel the severe pain of being powerless but having to suffer!

"There is no need to be ashamed, under the leadership of Tolisso, Zangula has already defeated the threat of the Soul Eater.

And under your guidance, an unprecedentedly large dynasty is about to be established.

Your hands have been stained with blood, but you have also taken the first step to become a qualified leader!
If you don't want another sacrifice, remember how you feel right now, and do what you can to plan ahead.

If one day sacrifice is inevitable, you will also bear the anger and hatred from your subjects as it is.

Because behind this glamorous throne, there are also sins that only you are qualified to bear! "

"...to do your will, great dragon."

In Italek's low and magical voice, the grief that lingered in August's heart dissipated little by little, as if the dust had been washed away, and all that remained was reborn firmness.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight!
If sacrifice is unavoidable, then one should accept it calmly, then learn from the lesson and accept being spurned, because this is the price that a king is willing to pay.

Augustus knelt down on the ground sincerely, thanking Itarek for his warning from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren't for this warning, when would he realize that his essence is no different from Tolisso's, and even inadvertently do more serious and worse things than Tolisso?
I am afraid that the so-called Golden Dynasty will repeat the same mistakes in its unknowing compromise with reality, and things will backfire.

"Let me see, Augustus, what kind of civilization can shine out of the Golden Dynasty you admire!"

Accompanied by the majestic dragon wings covering the sky and the sun, Itarek grabbed the body of the respectful Tolisso with all his strength and soared into the air.

The pitch-black dragon scales blend perfectly into the night.

Just like a prehistoric monster that flashed in the deep sea, in just a few seconds of witnessing, the immense awe that arises spontaneously is enough to destroy all the pride of the pretentious!

Until the last flame on the ruins was extinguished, the dilapidated palace was completely peaceful.

The breathless and terrifying Longwei still stubbornly remained in the air, making Augustus unable to recover for a long time.

The words of the great dragon seemed to have changed him, but they didn't. The only visible change was that Augustus' eyes became a little brighter.

It seems that there is a ray of stubborn dawn burning in it.

No matter what kind of bitter winds and rains, difficulties and obstacles, they can't extinguish this seemingly weak flame of hope!

He has been able to accept his hypocrisy frankly, but he is not proud of it, but regards it as the price that must be paid and the character he must possess to lead his subjects.

He will see this power to cause misfortune as a sharp knife hanging over his head.

In order not to face the dilemma of choosing between desperation again, he will draw nourishment from the failed remains of the previous troll king.

More cautious than Tolisso, more visionary than Tolisso.

Always be alert to yourself, you must be prepared for any situation, don't underestimate the weight of sacrifice, but also have enough awareness of the cruelty of sacrifice for the future rise and fall of the ethnic group!

He will be at the forefront.

Let your back become the belief of all those who are shaken and restless, become their inexhaustible source of courage, and let them transform into warriors who dare to challenge fate!
He started to look more like Tolisso.

More like, a real leader—! !

"Cough cough cough..."

Augustus struggled to stand up from the hot ground, and the aftereffects of abusing the cicada slough had already begun to appear.

The heart-biting pain of thousands of ants was coming from all over the body, the troll's few hairs were also rapidly turning gray, countless folds visible to the naked eye climbed up the skin, and Augustus's spine was also uncontrollably Bent and stooped.

In just five or six seconds, he lost more than 200 years of life span!

However, Augustus didn't seem to feel the heart-piercing pain, and even his fingers didn't tremble at all.

Thank you Great Dragon from the bottom of my heart for the last time.

Augustus used the only remaining iron spear as a crutch, and walked calmly into the night unsteadily.

His back was bent and bent.

But extremely resolute.

As if relying on his own power, he is carrying the golden dynasty that is highly respected by countless trolls in later generations!

(End of this chapter)