Ashen Dragon-Chapter 494 - 410 Cassius Persuasion

Chapter 494: Chapter 410: Cassius’ Persuasion

Chapter 494: Chapter 410: Cassius’ Persuasion

“Cassius…”

In front of the tall and heavy iron door, Olivia gazed at the spectacular palace where she had lived for so long and called out softly.

The guards stationed at the door recognized Olivia, who had once resided in the palace, so they did not stop her, but since they had not received an order, they also did not open the door.

“You should be able to hear me.”

Olivia muttered softly.

She had witnessed the “authority” of the Red Dragon within the empire, which left her awe-struck, knowing that he must be aware of her arrival.

Sure enough, a familiar voice appeared, resonating outside the royal palace.

“Let her in.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Accompanied by a dull sound, the heavy door slowly opened, and Olivia saw the scene inside the royal palace.

“The royal palace…”

“It has been a long time since I last came back.”

Gazing at the familiar garden and palace, Olivia’s blue-gray eyes shimmered with a faint light.

In the past year, she had moved to Isdalia, disguised herself as a human, and through her own efforts, became a councillor of the kingdom.

And this place was her “prison.”

Although she only stayed for a few months, a mere fleeting moment compared to her nearly hundred-year life, the experience was deeply ingrained in her memory.

Yet, she did not feel unbearable to look back on it; instead, there was a sense of inexplicable intimacy, even nostalgia.

Did her heart still harbor resentment and hatred?

Perhaps.

Even Olivia herself found it hard to say what kind of complex emotions these were, much less when she had to make a request to the Red Dragon soon.

Thinking of this, Olivia couldn’t help but hug the documents in her hands tighter and hurried her steps.

Following the path to the main hall, the dragon-headed palace door also opened.

What she saw was the Red Dragon coiled on the somewhat narrow throne, with backward-swept horns, broad wings, and pale golden vertical pupils. The enormous dragon’s body almost took up half of the palace, an imposing sight.

Strong, majestic, noble, and—perfect.

These words almost instinctively entered Olivia’s mind, giving her a sense of seeing the platinum statue of Bahamut in the clan’s dragon nest.

Even more terrifying was that his length had reached forty meters, far surpassing the elders of the Melwood Clan.

“He has become more powerful.”

Olivia thought.

This also meant that the gap between her and him had widened, and although she didn’t know why, she felt inexplicably crestfallen.

It took Olivia a long time to come back to her senses, with complex emotions flickering in her blue-gray pupils.

She opened her mouth, saying softly, “Long time no see, Cassius.”

“Long time no see, Councillor Olivia. You’ve been quite the stir in the empire’s political scene lately.”

Gray-white smoke wafted from Cassius’s mouth as his expressionless dragon face showed a hint of a smile.

Olivia looked slightly surprised: “You know what I did?”

Cassius replied, “Of course, as a common councillor of the Lower House, you openly opposed the Duke of Dolores’s proposal and sparked a conflict between the military and the government.”

“Tsk, tsk, your capabilities are indeed remarkable. Do you know what the people of the empire call you? The Flower of Justice.”

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He knew?

She had thought that as the imperial emperor, he wouldn’t care about such trivial matters, let alone a common proposal, but Cassius mentioned it accurately.

In some rumors within the empire, this His Majesty Cassius was said to be in constant slumber.

Had he been secretly watching her all along?

For some reason, Olivia felt a bit elated, and an imperceptible satisfaction appeared on her pretty face, making it blush slightly.

Cassius tilted his head and asked, “So… you came to the royal palace just for this matter?”

“Yes.”

Olivia nodded lightly, but after hesitating for a moment, she continued, “But that’s not the only reason.”

“Oh? Then tell me about the proposal first.”

Cassius lightly waved his claw, and the documents in Olivia’s arms floated up, with flames projecting the text.

Lines of elegant small characters hovered in mid-air, neatly arranged.

“This is…”

Olivia’s eyes widened immediately, a look of surprise flashing in her pupils.

Such delicate control of fire elements, molded at will; as a mage, she had never seen anything like it in her life.

Even the legendary mage Trafalgar of the Arcane Priory did not possess such powerful elemental control.

In a matter of moments, Cassius finished perusing the proposal.

He shook his head with a smile and said, “Not a bad proposal, but it’s a bit too idealistic, making it difficult to put into practice.”

“Why?”

Olivia felt a bit unconvinced.

“You must have read those scholars’ ‘social security theory,’ right?”

Cassius had also read this book by Guges Golov, a well-known scholar within the empire, which incorporated many modern social science theories brought by players.

Olivia replied, “Yes, it’s a good book with valuable insights.”

Cassius said, “He does have a point, but have you ever considered that such high welfare could send a wrong signal to people: that effort and lack thereof might be the same?”

“Over-application will lead to obvious drawbacks: one, it can lead to rent-seeking behavior, and two, it distorts market signals…”

“The empire is a rapidly developing nation; for it, production enthusiasm is crucial. Your unrealistic proposals will only dampen people’s enthusiasm…”