Dragon Genesis: I Can Create Dragons - Chapter 428: Outsiders will be slaughtered.

Chapter 428: Outsiders will be slaughtered.

“Kael, how much longer do we have to walk?”

Kayden questioned with a bored look on his face.

“I told you it was better to fly, but you didn’t agree.”

Kael answered directly. The sight was still fresh in his mind, so he wasn’t in the mood for any jokes or light-hearted conversation.

“Only a monster like you can fly in this weather.”

Kayden groaned as he looked at the sky.

Kael did the same. Just as he and Lavinia entered Korvath’s office to bring him and a few other men to see what the two of them saw, the weather outside changed.

The momentary relief that the skies had blessed them with was now over, and snowfall had begun again.

This time, however, it wasn’t just the harmless snow falling on the ground. It was accompanied by strong winds, making the snow feel like ice shards that attacked every being in its presence. Not just that, this storm also limited their vision and slowed their movement.

Kael couldn’t believe how quickly the weather changed, but seeing how none of the Velmourns reacted to it, it was clear they were used to it.

This was the Winters.

Always unpredictable and… dangerous.

After a brief pause, Kael turned around, looking at the people behind him.

He and Lavinia had managed to bring Commander Korvath, Kayden, and a few other Velmourn soldiers who were specialized in matters related to other Tribes of the Heights.

In weather like this, even if Kayden and Korvath could fly on their beasts, the rest of the soldiers didn’t have beasts that were strong enough to fly.

Not to mention, there was also the risk of being seen by other Tribesmen, so in the end, it was decided that they would move on top of the Ground Beasts that specialized in moving through the snow.

By the time they got here, they all jumped from their Beasts and started walking in formation, making sure they weren’t attacked by other Wild Beasts or Tribesmen.

“Ugghh…

Just how much farther!?”

Kayden groaned again.

“Will you close that damn mouth of yours!? I didn’t ask for you to come with us, you were the one that stuck around!

Now don’t make me regret bringing you!”

Kael snapped, glaring at Kayden as his blue eyes shined intensely.

Kayden flinched at that gaze. Not just him, the rest of the soldiers, even Korvath, were taken aback. This was the first time they had seen Kael react and shout like this, at least at them.

For a moment, the entire party turned deadly silent.

“We are here.

Just a few meters now.”

Lavinia spoke, trying to calm the situation.

Kael, on the other hand, began walking again, not talking any further. He knew that his mind was still affected by what he saw before, his self-control was not the best right now, so it was better to stay silent.

Lavinia turned around as well, following Kael. The rest did the same. Kayden, who was left behind, didn’t like the silence and how he was snapped at, and in a low voice—

“First you bring us here without giving us any details and now you snap at us. If someone looks at us, they would think you are our commander instead of Commander Korv—”

He tried to complain, but then suddenly, he noticed how every single person walking in front of him paused, and a deadly silence fell on the place.

“God…”

Then, he heard a soldier mutter, his voice filled with absolute disbelief.

It wasn’t just him.

“W-What is that…?”

A soldier questioned as he instantly turned away, unable to see the sight any longer. He quickly covered his face, holding the urge to vomit, but very quickly, he collapsed on his knees and—

“Khwaakkhh!!”

He vomited, spewing out everything he ate at breakfast.

Actually, he wasn’t one of the Velmourn Soldiers. He was one of the High Chronicler’s disciples who studied various things under her. He came here as the language expert, knowing the language of more than half of the tribes present in the Heights.

His stomach obviously wasn’t built for a sight like this, and with how his body was trembling nonstop, it was clear he wasn’t having a good time.

“Hey! Are you alrigh—!?”

Kayden questioned as he rushed to the man who had collapsed on his knees and was vomiting nonstop. However, just as he tried to pick him up, his nose picked up the scent of blood and torn flesh, which was being suppressed by the storm—he quickly raised his voice, wanting to see where this smell came from.

And the instant his eyes fell on the twisted arrangement of limbs, they widened in absolute disbelief and horror.

“What…?”

He spoke, freezing just like the rest.

Kael wasn’t any different. Even though it was his second time seeing this, his fist was still clenched and his other hand held Lavinia’s tightly. He was barely holding on, but this time, he didn’t show much reaction on his face.

Yes, he was improving, but this wasn’t the time to mention all that.

Slowly, Korvath took a few steps towards the bodies, his boots crushing the snow beneath him and his heavy cloak brushing past it all.

He tried to keep an expressionless face, but anyone could see his tight jaw and solemn, grim face.

With him taking the lead, the rest—other than the man who had collapsed and the two others who were taking care of him—followed.

“This…”

A young soldier stammered, his voice breaking.

“Who could do this?”

He questioned. In his comparatively short life, he had seen many deaths. Many of his comrades had died, many in ways much more brutal than one could think of.

But this…

This was something far beyond anything he could imagine.

After all, this wasn’t brutal.

This was… humiliating.

One look was enough for him to understand that this didn’t happen naturally. His comrades were first killed and then their limbs and heads were detached from their torsos to be arranged in such a manner.

This…

These bastards, whoever they were, they disrespected the dead!

It was repulsive!

It was… infuriating!

The soldier clenched his fists, his eyes boiling with anger.

“Whoever’s behind this…

I will find them, and I will do the same thing they did to them!

And I will make sure they are alive to experience it all!”

He declared in rage.

But then—

“Calm down.”

Korvath spoke in a low but authoritative voice.

“Look closely.

This is not random.

This seems like a message written in one of the Tribes’ languages. If any of you recognize what it is, speak up, now.”

The commander ordered, his words quickly spreading like a wave. The soldiers, especially those who excelled in matters related to the Tribes of the Heights and were familiar with their languages, stepped forward.

One of the older soldiers moved even further, crouching near the circle of severed heads, studying the pattern, and with a solemn look, he turned towards Korvath.

“This is the language of the Stormcallers.”

“The Stormcaller Tribe?”

Kayden narrowed his eyes.

The soldier nodded with a grim look on his face.

“What does it say?”

Kael questioned, the cold, emotionless poker face that he had built starting to crack.

The soldier swallowed hard at his question. He, however, quickly collected himself and turned back towards the severed heads, making sure he was right one last time and—

“Outsiders will be slaughtered.

That’s what it says…”

He revealed, and in an instant, a sharp silence fell over the place.

Kael’s eyes flickered at those words as he glanced at Lavinia.

“Outsiders…”

He whispered.

“They mean us?”

Kael’s body trembled.

To think this happened because the enemies were targeting him…

Did it mean these people died because of them…?

His heart shook when he thought about it that way.

Lavinia narrowed her eyes. She obviously didn’t know the answer to Kael’s question. While she believed this was very much possible, she still found it hard to believe a Tribe they were never in contact with knew about them already.

Was it… the Stonefangs that revealed their existence?

Lavinia could see that happening.

It would be natural if that was the case but…

For some reason, the Mage had this strong hunch that this act in itself…

It wasn’t natural.

There were outside forces involved.

Forces that had nothing to do with the Heights.

Of course, this could all just be her paranoia as well, but in the end, Lavinia couldn’t get the appearance of Zephyr out of her head.

That man arrived at the Heights unannounced and left without getting what he wanted.

That in itself was ominous.

After all, this was the man who would go to any lengths to fulfill the King’s order. A man like that left empty-handed—

Lavinia didn’t dare believe this matter would end right then and there.

“No.”

While both Kael and Lavinia stared at each other, Korvath slowly shook his head.

“What do you mean?”

Kael looked at him.

“In the tribesmen’s eyes,

We Velmourns are the outsiders.”

Korvath revealed, making Kael widen his eyes.

“So this message…”

“It is for all of us.”

Korvath spoke with a grim look on his face.

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