Rebirth of the Prime Dragon Master
Chapter 678 I'm A Bit Worried

Although skeptical of Alston's reliability, Lance had no choice but to pay him respect. After all, Alston was the eldest prince of the Holy Dragon Empire, and no matter what he was up to, he would never allow anything bad to happen to their empire

"I understand, Your Royal Highness. I'll inform the troops that you are now in charge of commanding the Crimson Dragon Army." Lance evidently hesitated for a while, but after gauging the matters at hand, he finally conceded.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Commander in Chief Lance. Rest assured that after I've successfully dealt with the Holy Sea Empire, I will definitely help the Crimson Dragon Army in defeating the Timber Deity Empire. And don't worry, all credits will surely be yours. I won't ask for any recognition,” Alston said in his utmost diplomatic tone, slightly chuckling before turning around and walking away.

Even with the verbal assurance, Lance was still perturbed. His sullen face displayed how he remained anxious and alarmed as if something was urging him into paranoia

"By the way, where is Rocky? My father has specifically told me that he is the primary reason why the Crimson Dragon Army has turned the tide this time. I must see him and personally express my gratitude,” said Alston as he stopped, turning around to give Lance a stern smile.

"But Rocky is currently in the front line, directing military operations. I don't think he can leave the battlefield and be here at this moment,” Lance answered after thinking for a while, heaving a deep breath at the sudden request of the prince.

"It's only a day. Without him, the Crimson Dragon Army would not collapse. Alright? Go and get him. I will leave this to you, Commander in Chief Lance.” As soon as he gave out that order, Alston stormed away from the camp.

A day later, Rocky received a secret letter from Lance. Upon reading its content, his face suddenly turned very cold, his sharp eyes fumed with anger, and his extremely furrowed brows almost met at the center. As he tightly clutched the letter in his hand, a murderous aura enveloped his entire body. Whatever was in that letter surely did not make him happy at all.

"Rocky, what's wrong?" asked Isis. She just arrived at the tent, and seeing the dark aura surrounding Rocky somewhat worried her.

However, the latter kept his mouth mum, not minding the surrounding, and only blankly stared at nothing with evident fury.

This was the first time she had seen Rocky this fuming mad, even looking as if ready to slaughter anyone on his way.

"Rocky, hey! Are you okay?" Isis asked again, now in a softer voice, mindful not to agitate him further.

She tried to faintly touch him, causing Rocky to jolt as if an electric shock had sent him back to his senses. Still, with cold, dark eyes, he turned to Isis and asked, "Huh? What's up?"

"Nothing. It's just..." The slightly startled Isis stumbled over her words, trying to avoid his gaze.

"Oh, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Commander in Chief Lance wants us to come back to the main camp. He said someone wants to see us," informed Rocky, shaking his head.

"Someone wants to see us? Who?" Isis couldn't help but ask, tilting her head.

"Well, a big shot that we are not able to offend,” Rocky uttered in a sarcastic tone.

"Come on, don't beat around the bush! Who is it?" Isis immediately grumbled teasingly.

"His Royal Highness!" Rocky exclaimed with a grim face and stern, sharp eyes.

"What? His Royal Highness came to the Gehenna Border?" Isis seemed somewhat surprised, as evidenced by her now widened eyes and half-agape mouth

"Yeah, and he also asked the Commander in Chief Lance to order me to return. So, we're ordered to go back to the main camp and see His Royal Highness as soon as possible,” Rocky said in a softer tone, but he clenched one of his hands behind his back into a fist.

"Oh, I see. Alright then. I'll go get prepared.” Isis nodded but still was a bit hesitant to leave Rocky in that state. As she prepared to walk away, she cast him one last look and asked, "Are you sure you're really okay? You know you can tell me if you're not.”

"Ahuh. I feel quite heavy on my chest. Do you want to massage it for me?" Rocky deliberately answered in a teasing tone coupled with a wide grin.

"Stop it!" Isis complained, pouting her lips as she tried to hide the smile that attempted to escape her lips. Seeing that Rocky was now fine, she was utterly relieved and finally left the tent.

However, as soon as Isis was out, a murderous grim enveloped Rocky's face once more. With extremely furrowed brows, he said to himself, "I know Alston has always wanted to kill me, but I didn't expect him to come for me so soon. Who is he kidding? That meeting is clearly an ambush for me!"

Left with no choice but to succumb to authority, Rocky temporarily handed over the command of the Crimson Dragon Army to Allen. Then, he took Isis and rode on Uriah to the main camp of the front line.

"According to Sue's message, Silver Wind has recovered its health. I think it will be able to walk after a while." Noticing how Rocky had been keeping quiet, Isis decided to break the silence in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"Oh, really?" Rocky curtly said, obviously not paying too much attention and just blankly staring at the space ahead of them.

"You know, meeting His Royal Highness shouldn't be a bad thing for you. If you acquire his favor, you will have a bright future!" Isis hesitated to address the elephant in the room, but she finally did. The girl could obviously not stand the utter silence filling her ears during their trip.

"I'm now the Commander in Chief of the Crimson Dragon Army, a position many people have dreamed of. I'm satisfied with it, and I'm most certainly not wishing for a higher seat in this empire,” Rocky answered coldly. "His Royal Highness's favor? Ha!" he thought to himself. Alston had done nothing but wish to kill him; he could never get approval from that arrogant and haughty monarch. "Rocky, I have never asked about your age. How old are you? Everything about you is confidential, and I'm really curious,” Isis asked curiously, veering away from the topic.

"Why are you asking this?" Surprised, Rocky suddenly turned to look at Isis, thinking that it was so unusual of her to ask about his age.

"Although our marriage is a sham, I still need to know how old my husband is at least,” Isis replied naturally, shrugging her shoulders like it was nothing.

"Do you really want to know?" Rocky raised her eyebrows, afraid that Isis would be embarrassed if he told her the truth.

Isis intently stared at him for a while before finally nodding with a hopeful expression.

"Let me think... I am less than twenty years old.” He was just eighteen years old when he merged with the Holy Dragon Bead. Besides, he had stayed in the Palace City and the Gehenna Border for less than two years, so he was not even twenty years old yet.

"You are not even twenty years old yet?!" An extreme shock could be extracted from Isis’ voice; obviously, she didn't expect her husband to be so young.

"Ha! That means I'm a few years older than you.” With widened eyes, her jaw dropped open in sheer surprise. Spirit manipulators didn't care about their ages so much because they had longer lifespans than ordinary people. Even at the age of forty, female spirit manipulators looked like young girls.

"Is there any problem?" Rocky asked, seeing the change in Isis’ expression. He only sounded worried, but the smile he was trying to cover gave away how amused he was right now.

"If others ask you how old you are, remember to always say that you are the same age as me," Isis reminded in a firm tone. It seemed like every woman cared about age differences, especially when her husband was much younger than her. Frankly, it was only because she felt quite old.

"Oh, okay." Rocky also knew what Isis was thinking. So, shaking his head, he responded with a smile while gently staring at the cute pout on her lips.

"There! You are finally smiling," Isis uttered, clapping her hands at once. She almost jumped from bliss before continuing, "You have been frowning since we left the camp. I don't know what's bothering you, but I don't like seeing you like this. If you get into any trouble, just tell me. Our marriage may not be genuine, but I am still your wife. And I want to be a good wife to you." Ever since she married Rocky, they had always treated each other with respect and proper distance. Although they were closer now, she still did not feel fully connected to him. Rocky was reserved in sharing everything with her, and Isis—being the woman that she was—wanted to be of help to her husband. Whatever it was that was bothering him, she wished to know and help him overcome it.