svetikya Chapter 887 - 111: Dandolo’s Backup Plan
Chapter 887 - 111: Dandolo’s Backup Plan
The rumbling thunder roared like the heavens were angry.
The lava giant clenched his fists together, and scalding lava spewed forth from his gigantic pores. He was bathed in thunder, carrying this layer of magma armor, striding in a wild rush.
On the city walls and towers, the faces of the Greek soldiers turned pale with fear and their legs trembled. The expedition to Sicily had already depleted Constantinople’s elite, and faced with such a formidable enemy, they lacked the courage to muster a fight.
At that moment, a high-pitched chant came from Eve’s mouth.
Her voice was very pleasant, penetrating far despite the rolling thunder, akin to the Siren from legend singing aloud. The nearby Sea Dragon also became increasingly restless upon hearing the sound.
It opened its mouth several times, attempting to unleash Deep Sea Dragon Breath but restrained itself.
Though Eve was somewhat socially anxious, she often helped Anna feed her young Sea Dragon in the past, so she understood how to communicate with dragons.
This chant was her way of asking the Sea Dragon why it wouldn’t attack its deadliest enemy.
Bella III chuckled softly, "Captain Dandolo, you’d best manage your beasts, not to mention collaborating with my people, at least don’t let it be used as a weapon by the Greek Queen’s Wizard."
"Dragons are naturally hostile toward giants, and Sea Dragons abhor flames. Both are present, and Ceto is somewhat losing its mind."
Dandolo explained, but he knew that in this situation, he absolutely couldn’t let Ceto act on instinct: "I’ll resolve this issue."
He turned around and went down to the cabin.
Moments later, someone raised a horn made from Dragon Bone and blew it with a deep sound.
The once-agitated Sea Dragon immediately let out a series of roars, which gradually weakened. Eventually, the wildness in its golden eyes disappeared entirely.
In its place was a pair of wise, humanlike eyes.
"Is this how the Venetians control Sea Dragons? If I use the Secret Guard Corps to seize this horn, can Ceto be used by me?"
The Mediterranean trade holds immense profits that no one can ignore. Mastering the sea is akin to possessing an inexhaustible gold mine.
Bella III’s expression shifted slightly; among his forces was a Secret Guard Corps composed mostly of Vampires, Werewolves, and other humanlike extraordinary beings, who may be light-averse but whose combat abilities were undeniable.
If they rose up, he was confident in controlling this ship within a quarter of an hour.
"By God, forgive my wild thoughts."
He pondered for a long time and ultimately put aside this tempting idea.
The Venetians are formidable; specifically, none of these Commercial City-States are easy to deal with. They appear harmless, with only bulging money bags, but have quietly grown into vast entities through trade profits.
It’s not worth turning against the Venetians over a single Sea Dragon. Moreover, just as he keeps a Secret Guard Corps hidden, who knows what trump cards the Venetians have?
The Venetians’ reach extends far to the Eastern European Grasslands, Elanshahar, and even the distant Kara Khitay and Gur Turkic Kingdom. Conducting business this far is no easy feat.
Who knows how many exotic treasures they have amassed over the years?
Roar—
The powerful roar of the dragon rang out.
The Sea Dragon Ceto rode mighty waves, starting to advance toward the city wall. It deliberately avoided the lava giant that Istvan had transformed into, as countless Sea Beasts formed from water emerged from the seawater, rushing toward the defenders.
Eve panicked, chanting out once more in a bid to stop the Sea Dragon’s assault, but to no avail, only bringing about countless ice cones formed from water, forcing her to raise a massive shield.
Ceto is not very old, with his massive physique undoubtedly bolstered by various magic potions and special materials. Although superficially inflated, this physique combined with the blessings of the sea is undeniable.
The greatest weakness is insufficient wisdom. But now, controlling Ceto’s body was no longer Ceto himself, but Captain Dandolo.
His body remained in the cabin, and his consciousness entered Ceto’s form.
This perspective was peculiar—driving the dragon with a human body. According to Losa, it’s akin to piloting a Gundam, where even the smallest movements have a kind of sluggishness, and even with added wisdom, its combat effectiveness is undoubtedly inferior to the original.
But this was enough.
The Greek Queen’s Wizard was already struggling just to deal with Istvan; adding him to the mix would quickly tip the scales of victory in their favor.
Boom—
Countless ice cones struck the shield raised by Eve.
Unable to conjure more complex magic, Dandolo, controlling Ceto, only applied the basics, yet even that left Eve feeling tremendous pressure.
"Anna, I’m almost unable to hold on."
She gritted her silver teeth, the immense pressure causing her spine to stoop considerably.
On the rear tower, a group of eunuchs urged the watching Empress to quickly withdraw to a safe place.
"Your Majesty, it looks as if Miss Eve can barely hold on. Let’s withdraw quickly!"
Yet the Empress remained steadfast, she chuckled coldly, saying, "Now, where can we retreat to? Anna trusts Eve, and so do I trust Miss Eve, believing she can hold out until reinforcements arrive."
The Chief Court Wardrobe Officer, with a tearful demeanor, said, "Miss Anna hasn’t returned, only sending an unheard-of Eve. Your Majesty, do you truly think Miss Anna is trustworthy? She is, after all, a Komnenos!"
Smack—
The Chief Court Wardrobe Officer clutched his face, looking fearfully at the furious Empress.
"Summoning Anna back would mean abandoning the soldiers still stranded in Sicily, leaving them to be slaughtered by the Outville Family’s Norman bandits?"
On the rear tower, a group of eunuchs urged the watching Empress to quickly withdraw to a safe place.
"Your Majesty, it looks as if Miss Eve can barely hold on. Let’s withdraw quickly!"
Yet the Empress remained steadfast, she chuckled coldly, saying, "Now, where can we retreat to? Anna trusts Eve, and so do I trust Miss Eve, believing she can hold out until reinforcements arrive."
The Chief Court Wardrobe Officer, with a tearful demeanor, said, "Miss Anna hasn’t returned, only sending an unheard-of Eve. Your Majesty, do you truly think Miss Anna is trustworthy? She is, after all, a Komnenos!"
Smack—
The Chief Court Wardrobe Officer clutched his face, looking fearfully at the furious Empress.
"Summoning Anna back would mean abandoning the soldiers still stranded in Sicily, leaving them to be slaughtered by the Outville Family’s Norman bandits?"
On the rear tower, a group of eunuchs urged the watching Empress to quickly withdraw to a safe place.
"Your Majesty, it looks as if Miss Eve can barely hold on. Let’s withdraw quickly!"
Yet the Empress remained steadfast, she chuckled coldly, saying, "Now, where can we retreat to? Anna trusts Eve, and so do I trust Miss Eve, believing she can hold out until reinforcements arrive."
The Chief Court Wardrobe Officer, with a tearful demeanor, said, "Miss Anna hasn’t returned, only sending an unheard-of Eve. Your Majesty, do you truly think Miss Anna is trustworthy? She is, after all, a Komnenos!"
Smack—
The Chief Court Wardrobe Officer clutched his face, looking fearfully at the furious Empress.
"Summoning Anna back would mean abandoning the soldiers still stranded in Sicily, leaving them to be slaughtered by the Outville Family’s Norman bandits?"