The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Vladimir Koff’s request received Komer’s full support. The prospect of forming his own Dark Knights regiment was indeed irresistible to Komer. Although there were unlikely to be further loyalty issues with the combined Knights regiment of Lecler, it was not a force entirely under his own formation. But if Vladimir Koff could assemble the Dark Lineage martial powers within his territory to form a Dark Knights regiment, it would undoubtedly greatly increase his say in foreign wars in the future.

Of course, Komer was well aware that forming a knights regiment was not as easy as he imagined; without the backing of the Homer Knight Order, it would have been purely fanciful for Lecler to forge a knights regiment from scratch. Vladimir Koff explained his ideas and intentions to Komer, aiming for a small but elite strike group that could handle various situations, whether it was small-scale group clashes, one-on-one duels, or strategic breakthroughs in massive wars. Vladimir Koff believed that the power he created would have unexpected effects.

Vladimir Koff blatantly admitted that he was spurred by Lecler’s victory in the battle at Poznan. He felt that he could do as well as Lecler, if not better. The South possessed vast space and fertile soil, where the worship of and fervor for martial arts far exceeded that of the North. The infiltration of the Dark Forces made many noble warriors in the region more inclined towards Dark Lineage martial arts or, in other words, worshiping the God of Darkness. There were also considerable forces dissatisfied with the Church of Light in the extensive central regions. Solonberg advised Vladimir Koff not to limit his choices only to the Dark Lineage; any talents harboring hostility against the Church of Light could be of use to him. Vladimir Koff accepted this suggestion from Solonberg.

Vladimir Koff left, and his departure also aroused the envy of Shatima. When Vladimir Koff shared his ideas with this buxom, brainless beauty of a dragon, Shatima almost signed up for the knights regiment immediately. She longed to perform better in wars, but in human large-scale wars, individual power was still significantly limited. Even though she was a true Dragon Knight, facing countless mortal warriors who disregarded their lives, she would still feel fear and fatigue.

Komer gifted Vladimir Koff a manor in Flanders to use as the training base for his newly established Black Flame Knights, and provided him with special withdrawal rights at the Caucasus Bank, enabling him to utilize this special fund at any time to forge an elite force. Komer hoped that Vladimir Koff could travel the Continent from north to south as quickly as possible, finding a suitable group of candidates—a knights regiment that could rival the Homer Knights in strength but surpass them in agility. Quality, not quantity, was what Vladimir Koff desired and also the minimum requirement from Komer to Vladimir Koff.

The massive Dragon Spear spun up a frightening gale, the birch tree bark seemed about to peel off under the force of the air. The Dragon Spear pointed upward, the cold blue force, due to rapid contraction, congealed into a semi-transparent form as substantial as reality itself. Shatima let out a commanding yell, and the Dragon Spear, now enveloped by a thick layer of frost, swiftly gyrated in the air. The space began to distort due to the mad influx and rotation of the Ice Dragon Power. As the last sharp blast of force whizzed past, dozens of birch trees snapped off and fell to the ground. Some trees closest shattered into irregular pieces.

Shatima’s ample bosom heaved dramatically, and she exhaled two faint mists through her nostrils. Due to the intense activity, her entire body seemed to emit waves of heat, and wispy steam released from the gaps in her armor, making her appear almost celestial.

With the final powerful spin of the Dragon Spear, Shatima reluctantly yanked the tail of the spear, the Dragon Spear beautifully flipped in the air and landed straight into the mud, leaving just a segment of the tail visible. Shatima took a deep breath, gripped the tail with both hands, and abruptly shouted, causing a slew of mud the size of grinding stones to burst into the air. The flying grit scattered everywhere, and a robust airstream followed the dispersion of the mud, emitting a piercing shriek.

"Shatima, you seem to be in a bad mood. Do you feel like venting? Do you need me to use magic to help you make a show?" Komer sized up this idly voluptuous female knight; her overly full figure made it difficult for many to associate her with a Dragon Knight, which was both an advantage and a flaw. The advantage was that it allowed her to launch an attack before an opponent could react, gaining the upper hand, while the disadvantage was obviously her difficulty in blending in with others.

Casting him a glance, Shatima casually yanked the Dragon Spear up, the howling force swept through the air, making Komer feel a violent fluctuation in space. This beautiful Dragon Knight had been rather terrible lately, often venting her inner frustration through such destructive activities. It was unclear what about Vladimir Koff’s departure had upset her so much that she had been in a hysterical state ever since he left.