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      Chapter 65 – Dragon God

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      by Eternalib Chapter 65: Dragon God Armored Dragon Calendar Year 418 – Forward Command, Central Continent --- The intelligence report said the same thing it had said the last three times he'd read it. Claude set it down. Pressed three fingers to the bridge of his nose and held the pressure there while the lamp burned low. Something behind his eyes turned with mechanical steadiness, the part of him that lived in numbers and tactical projections, running casualty curves with a detachment he'd never managed to fully…
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      Chapter 65.5 – Before the Storm

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      by Eternalib Chapter 65.5: Before the Storm Armored Dragon Calendar Year 418 – The Night Before --- The plan was good. Mike had helped make it. He sat in the command tent, lantern burning low, maps spread across the table like a surgeon's operating field. Every mark, every arrow, every contingency had been considered. They had accounted for terrain, timing, communication, and retreat routes. They had positioned medical stations and prepared evacuation protocols. They had done everything right. The plan was good. But…
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      Chapter 61 – Report

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      by Eternalib Chapter 61: Report Armored Dragon Calendar Year 418 – Organizational Documentation & Strategic Planning --- The meeting room of Arbalest's Milishion Branch carried accumulated tension. Maps and intelligence reports scattered across the polished oak table like battle plans before a siege. Afternoon light filtered through tall windows, casting geometric shadows that seemed to shift with each piece of troubling news. Claude sat at the head of the table, his fingers drumming a steady rhythm against the…
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      Chapter 62 – Isolte’s Training

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      by Eternalib Chapter 62: Isolte's Training Armored Dragon Calendar Year 418 – Isolte Cruel --- The sword moved. I moved with it. Dawn light filtered through the training ground windows, casting long shadows across the stone floor. The Knight Templar facilities in Millis were never empty—there was always someone training, always someone pushing toward the next level of skill—but this early, I had the main hall mostly to myself. Which was exactly how I wanted it. My blade carved through the air in patterns I had…
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      Chapter 63 – Turning Point

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      by Eternalib Chapter 63: Turning Point Armored Dragon Calendar Year 418 – Mike --- The stack of reports was taller than my breakfast. That wasn't metaphor—I had placed the documents next to my morning meal specifically to make the comparison. A bowl of porridge, roughly six inches tall with its accompanying cup of tea. The report stack exceeded it by at least two inches, and more were arriving every hour. Each report demanded attention. None could wait. "Sir." A messenger appeared at the entrance to my tent. "Lord…
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      Chapter 64 – Shirone Branch

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      by Eternalib Chapter 64: Shirone Branch Armored Dragon Calendar Year 418 – Claude, Age 13 --- The journey from Milshion Kingdom to Shirone typically stretched across three grueling months. The same timeframe Rudeus had endured in what felt like another lifetime. But with Ash's Charizard cutting through the skies, we'd compressed that odyssey into a single month, accounting for our brief respites and the inevitable maritime detour. Even Charizard's powerful wings couldn't sustain four passengers across the churning…
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      Chapter 60.1 – Aisha’s Adventure the little leader

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      by Eternalib Chapter 60: Aisha's Adventure the little leader --- The Junior Unit was Arbalest's worst-kept secret. Officially, we were the Youth Education Program, a charitable initiative providing literacy, basic combat training, and life skills to children rescued from difficult circumstances. The kind of thing that looked good on reports. And made the organization seem wholesome. Actually, we were the kids who refused to stay out of trouble. There were twelve of us, ranging from eight to twelve years old—orphans,…
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      Chapter 59 – Sky Rider

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      by Eternalib Chapter 59: Sky Rider Armored Dragon Calendar Year 418 – Claude, Age 13 --- Six drakes in formation. Six riders in uniform. I stood at the edge of the aerial operations field, watching the unit I had authorized six months ago prepare for formal inspection. The morning sun caught their scales—reds and oranges and one striking gold that could only be Charizard—and made them gleam like living flames arranged in perfect symmetry. Everything about them said ready. This didn't exist a year ago. The…
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      Chapter 60 – Aisha’s Adventure part 1

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      by Eternalib Chapter 60: Aisha's Adventure Armored Dragon Calendar Year 418 – Aisha, Age 9 --- Hello, my name is Aisha Greyrat. I'm the daughter of Paul Greyrat and Lilia. The half-sister of Rudeus Greyrat and Norn Greyrat. As the child born from father's affair with our maid, my mother always reminded me to behave properly, to remember my place in the household hierarchy and conduct myself with the discipline befitting my station. So I followed orders without complaint, cleaned without being asked, and kept my…
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      Chapter 58 – Beast Tamer part 1

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      by Eternalib Chapter 58: Beast Tamer Armored Dragon Calendar Year 418 – Ash --- The egg was warm beneath my palms. Not just physically warm, though it was that too, radiating heat like a stone left in summer sun. A pulse beneath the shell. A presence that responded to my touch with what felt like curiosity. "She likes you," the handler said. I looked up from the speckled surface. Handler Maris was a weathered woman in her fifties, scarred hands testament to decades of working with creatures that could burn your face…
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