Beast Taming? Nah, Dragon Herding is Way Better!-Chapter 96: Alliance?

While Aria worries about a person whom she treats as her own sister due to the two of them being under the tutelage of the same master, the very same lady who requested for her asistance is now looking sternly at the event happening just right in front of them, the swathe of undead creatures growing more and more even despite the alliance's best effort to curb their numbers with all sorts of attacks.

What poses even more problem at that is the fact that not only does this enemy they have constantly forks out new units to replenish their previously destroyed ones, but for every time a new wave of undead appears, they seem to be stronger than the ones before them, almost as if there is someone commanding all those undeads, and whoever it is that is controlling them, are clearly toying with the alliance of neighboring kingdoms they have.

Of course, while she, along with the other generals leading their specific army through this battle imagines this to be so, the thought is merely that, imagination, as they are well aware of what an undead legion with a commander on its helm is capable of, something that this undead wave fortunately isn't able to pull off.

"Tsk... they're like pests..." looking at the repugnant decaying amalgamations of rotten flesh, blackened blood and yellowing bones approaching the vanguard of their army, that very same beauty that the principal of the Flammenherz Academy is worried about, said with a hint of annoyance apparent on her beautiful face, a wrath seemingly sprouting from the depth of her being as a violent glow starts shining from beneath her gem-like eyes.

Seeing her soldiers' hesitating stance as they look at the flood like mass of undeads in the distance, the beauty couldn't help but shake her head in a bit of disappointment as she thought that after all the trainings drilled into them, they can, at the very least, conquer their fear of this kind of things, a wishful thinking on her part seeing that some of them even has the expression of someone having the idea to run away from a war.

"My soldiers, steady your mind, don't falter!! You all are the shield of the common people!! How the hell are those you're supposed to protect will react if they heard of such cowardice within the battlefield!?" clenching her fist as she tries her best to stop herself from just directly eliminating those people who are already trying to think of ways to escape, the crown princess of the Flammenherz Kingdom, Alisha Beatrice Imperia, declares with all her might as she pulls out her blade once again, a smile of excitment gradually appearing on her face as crimson lightning starts cracking across her body once again.

Not only does this extremely rare elemental affinity happily dances across her figure, the skies above her appears to be helping her triumph over this battle as well, the dark clouds appearing over the heavenly skies flashing with sharp lightning and rumbling with loud thunder, almost as if assisting her and aiding her strength.

Before she starts her next wave of offensives against this seemingly immortal army that their enemy has, she takes one last look over the horizon, perticularly the direction where her beloved kingdom is supposed to be located, a smile of hope sprouting on her gorgeous face as she recalls the might of the reinforcement that will arrive any minute now.

"If you can't give them hell, hold up and live fighting against those undeads for just a while, a dragoness will assist us after a few more minutes!" boosting the morale as she raises her blade towards the skies, this crown princess declares causing not only her army, but also the ones that comes from other neighboring kingdom, to regain their vigor anew, a single word reversing the morale of the entire alliance and raising it into an all time high.

After all, a draconian who are willing to assist them in this battle is just like saying that this is practically a win for them already, and the only thing that they need to do from now on is to survive this battle long enough so that they can witness the might of a dragon in battle.

Hearing these words from the crown princess herself, her own army shouted in celebration as their fighting, and even killing intent starts exploding high up in the skies, a sight quite magnificent for anyone aware of what is happening to see.

At the united shout of her people, the crown princess smiles as she swung the blade down, with the movement causing a massive crescent wave to explode forth, the cracking lightning from her mana clinging into this wave of unstoppable force and making it all the more lethal and terrifying.

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"You want to team up?" looking at the two elven beauties staring at him as well, Diluc said with a surprised expression on his face, wondering what these two ladies are talking about, planning something like this with him despite them supposedly being opponents when it comes to the entrance exam for the Primaria Class.

"Just for the rapid elimination round... is that alright?" clarifying their intent as the emperor-like young man finishes his question, Alea said with a bit of hesitation tinting her belll-like voice.

"Alea is right, Diluc, that round is practically a free for all, so I don't think it will be a good idea for us to fight among ourselves in that round..." supporting the statement of her childhood friend, Alfia added an explanation, fully supporting the decision of the young elven princess to ask for the help of the emperor-like young man in front of them.

This decision not only stems from her trust to the elven princess no matter what she do, but also from her own insight as she witnesses some of the young man's combat power previously, and what she thinks is that only a fool will make an enemy out of the young man, in fact, she can even treat people who refuses to make a positive connection with him fools given the terrifying combat prowess that she had displayed from the sanctioned duel he has previously.

"You know I can fend of for myself there right?" as he stares at the two elven royalties seemingly hell bent on creating an alliance with him during the first part of the trials for the Primaria Class, Diluc pointed out with a modest, confident smile on his face, causing the two elven beauties to sulk a bit as they know that this is the most vulnerable part of their plan.

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Of course, they already thought of a remedy to this, and remembering just how much this young man loves his treasures and precious materials, they know that if they want to secure cooperation from him, then they need to bleed out their pockets quite a bit.

The bait is set, and they are already biting their lips to snap out of their hesitation and just go offer him treasures in exchange for what they want, however, before they can even speak, Diluc speaks once again, not even stating terms with them.

"Well, the two of you are friends of mine now however, so I guess there's no reason for me to deny it"

As the words leave from the emperor-like young man's mouth, the two elves who heard of this starts beaming with a smile on their faces, their sharp pointed, long ears subtly wiggling up and down as they heard of his acceptance of their proposal, said movement so miniscule that even Diluc himself probably wouldn't notice had it not been for his senses being heightened by the techniques taught to him by Yggdrasil back then.

"Throw in Michael as well I guess..." before he can forget, he mentioned this frail-looking roommate of him as well, remembering how intensely that young man is reading his books, books that are supposed to be for preparation for the upcoming trials for the Primaria Class.

'Gotta respect the hard work of that guy' he thought to himself while the two elven ladies are looking at him with quite the curiosity in their eyes, clearly wanting to ask something, a thing that the young man notices given the peculiar gaze that they are giving him.

"Just so you know, I love girls, even better, women, I don't swing that way" he clarifies with an annoyed expression on his face, his words making the two elves sigh in relief.

After this, the three of them starts planning for their course of action once the trials starts, talking about accounting for all sorts of things that can happen once the rapid elimination round starts, all while still enjoying the scrumptious breakfast that the academy prepared to serve the early rising students currenty occupying the cafeteria.

Meanwhile, a bit away from their table, a group of youth, also freshmen like them, are looking at their direction with malice on their eyes, seemingly wanting nothing more than to strangle each and every person in their group to death.