Vina seemed oblivious to the killing intent flickering in Chen Feng's eyes, continuing, "The Wyvern Knights of the Loki Empire are renowned throughout the other three great empires. The root of their prestige, is it not because the Loki Empire controls us, the Dragon Speakers?"

"Dragon Speakers?" Chen Feng questioned, "Are you, by chance, a Dragon Speaker?"

Vina nodded, explaining, "Dragon Speakers are actually a distinct branch of Druids, capable of communicating freely with the Dragon race and any creature possessing draconic bloodline! The Loki Empire originally had no Wyvern Knights. You must understand, Wyverns, as a branch of the dragons, are immensely proud—how could they possibly submit to being mounts for humans? It was only after we Dragon Speakers ventured deep into the Wyvern clans to converse with them, reaching an accord, that the Wyvern Knights were established for the Loki Empire!"

Hearing Vina recount the origins of the Wyvern Knights, Chen Feng felt a slight easing of tension, realizing the man seemed unaware he had eliminated two small squads. However, what was Vina’s purpose in sharing this history with him now?

Vina then addressed him, "Excellency Eight Gods, might I impose upon you to do one thing?"

Chen Feng paused briefly before replying, "Speak!"

"Would you remove your cloak and allow me to see your age?"

Chen Feng's face immediately darkened. Removing the cloak—was his goal to see his face? With his shock of red hair and the distinctive crescent-shaped insignia on his back, he was unforgettable. He and young Yas had been in this town several times. If Vina recognized him, there was no guarantee that John and old man Yas would be spared disaster! Thinking this, Chen Feng stood up, extending an arm from beneath his robe. With a thump, a ball of azure flame erupted from his palm!

Vina stared, astonished, at the cerulean flame dancing in Chen Feng's hand. It radiated a palpably unsettling energy fluctuation, casting an eerie glow within the room.

Chen Feng scoffed, flicked his finger, and a small flame shot across the air toward a nearby skeleton. With a sharp hiss, the skeleton was reduced to a pile of white ash in less than ten seconds!

Seeing this, Vina's pupils contracted violently! He understood the hardness of those skeletons better than anyone; ordinary fire couldn't even ignite them, let alone burn them to ash! Yet, the flame wielded by this youth, Eight Gods, not only ignited the remains but utterly annihilated them in under ten seconds! What a terrifying fire!

"State your purpose for wanting to know my age!" Chen Feng demanded, his voice icy, sensing his deterrent display had achieved its goal.

Vina realized a misunderstanding had likely occurred and quickly tried to placate him, "It seems you have misunderstood, Excellency! Please, calm yourself and let me finish speaking!"

Chen Feng remained unmoved, appearing as if he would incinerate Vina if a suitable explanation wasn't immediately forthcoming.

In truth, Dragon Speakers were not inherently powerful; their strength lay in their profound knowledge of magical beasts. This was the sole reason Vina could sense the chilling aura emanating from the Battle Core, while Chen Feng could not. Vina’s actual combat strength might not even reach that of a Second-Tier Fighter, far below Chen Feng’s current level. It was precisely Chen Feng’s recognition of this disparity in raw power that fueled his murderous intent.

Vina felt his throat constrict and cold sweat stream down his face under the sheer intimidation of the azure flame.

"What I meant... was to see your countenance, Excellency. If your age is under eighteen, I would like to invite you to participate in the Wyvern Selection Trials..." he rushed out.

"Wyvern Selection Trials? What are those?" Chen Feng's tone was utterly devoid of emotion. Illuminated by the pale blue flames, his figure, draped in the black cloak, resembled a demon summoned from the depths of hell.

"It is a method... employed by the Wyvern race to fulfill their pact by assessing outstanding humans! Only by passing the assessment can one earn the Wyvern's trust, allowing it to become a mount, to become a Wyvern Knight!" Vina explained.

"So, it's a selection process for Wyvern Knights!" Chen Feng understood, then pressed on, "Why seek me out? And how did you know my age was under eighteen?"

The fact that they sought him suggested they were certain his actual age fell below eighteen. Despite his voluminous robes and concealing cloak, the fact that the other party knew his age implied they might have known his identity all along?

Vina hastily replied, "It was Nasha who discerned your age!"

Nasha had departed after handing the Shangka and the gold coins to Chen Feng. Chen Feng’s expression turned cold: "Call her back!"

Vina insisted, "I truly harbor no ill will!" As he spoke, his lips moved rapidly, as if whispering something.

"What are you doing...?"

"This is a unique method of communication specific to us Dragon Speakers, called Dragon Speech Transmission. It can only be used within a radius of about one hundred meters," Vina finished his silent communication.

"Nasha is a Dragon Speaker too?"

Vina nodded, "Nasha is the most gifted Dragon Speaker of the younger generation. Her abilities are nearly catching up to mine now. I suspect in the near future, she will be able to take over communication with the Wyvern King from me!"

For the full text version of the novel, faster updates, visit ⑴бｋ Literature Net. Desktop site: ωωω．ㄧ⑹ｋ．ｃｎ Mobile site: ｗàｐ．ㄧ⑥ｋ．ｃｎ Support literature, support ①⑥ｋ! Chen Feng had no idea what special abilities these so-called Dragon Speakers possessed, but he was certain it didn't fall under the categories of magic or battle aura, because when Vina used Dragon Speech Transmission, he hadn't sensed the slightest fluctuation of energy in the air.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Nasha walked in!

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Nasha felt a strange sense of disorientation today.

Because Dragon Speakers naturally possessed the ability to communicate with creatures of draconic blood, yet their personal combat strength was often low, they became highly sought-after by various factions!

Individuals like herself, Dragon Speakers, originally lived in a small town near the Icy Demon Garden. The Loki Empire, positioned conveniently close, captured them and forced them deep into the Icy Demon Garden to strike pacts with the Wyverns!

In defiance of this oppression, her parents had both perished at the hands of the nobles of the Loki Empire! She had managed to escape and found her way here!

To conceal her identity as a Dragon Speaker, she took a position as a common sales associate at "Zu."

Leveraging her beauty, intellect, and the inherent seductive nature inherent to Dragon Speakers, she climbed the ranks steadily, eventually becoming the chief manager of an entire storefront.

On the very day she became manager, she met Vina!

Unexpectedly, the highest-ranking figure in the "Zu" goods exchange center was also a Dragon Speaker, and one of considerable power!

Vina had seen through her Dragon Speaker identity. In the days that followed, after finishing her regular work, she began receiving systematic training in Dragon Speaker skills every night! This continued for a year.

Two weeks prior, her whereabouts had been discovered by the Loki Empire. The commander of the Wyvern Knights himself arrived, but instead of taking her back, he delivered a strange decree!

This order was intended for Vina.

Upon receiving it, Vina’s hair was said to have turned white overnight; he seemed tormented by some immense worry!

On the third day, Vina could bear it no longer and wrote a letter, entrusting it to a mercenary group for delivery to the Imperial Capital! That meant a response from the capital arrived today, bringing with it a group of young people, none older than eighteen, including Judy, the third daughter of Old Wolf-Head of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group!

What exactly had happened? What was Vina seeking these young people for?

Nasha pondered this for a long time, unable to piece it together. It was at that moment that Boss Morphe arrived with a figure entirely shrouded in a black robe to sell a Third-Tier Battle Core!

Suddenly pulled from her deep contemplation, Nasha heard a summons!

"Dragon Speech Transmission!" It was Vina!

Without hesitation, Nasha spun around and headed upstairs...