Winner Takes All

Inside the airport on the outskirts of the city.

There was a broadcast announcement, stating that all flights were suspended for half an hour.

Inside the airport, the concourse was full of people voicing their discontent.

"What's going on? I am still busy with catching my next show, why are all the flights suddenly suspended?"

"There's a multi-million contract just waiting for me to sign!"

"What the hell are you guys doing? You must have a reason even if you are suspending a flight. But you just forced it, I can sue you for it!"

The crowd was furious.

Even the airport staffs also looked disbelieved.

Every flight was suspended so abruptly which were not informed in advance and was announced directly on the spot through the announcement in the airport.

But with the staff's utmost qualities, they were able to reassure every passenger that was affected despite feeling irritated themselves.

"Oh, Granny, it's so annoying. All the flights are suspended."

Inside the VIP lounge, there was a pretty, a little girl with a naive look, was frustrated and walking back to an old woman's side.

Her face was pinkish, her facial features were straight and delicate as if they were painted. Her eyes despite obvious oriental appearance, the colour of pupils was as blue as the deep sea. The girl tugged her two ponytails and sat impatiently next to the old woman, "They are all suspended for no reason at all."

"Jenny, couldn't you wait for a little longer?"

The old woman slowly opened her eyes. Even though she was scolding her, you could feel that her eyes and demeanour were all doting towards the girl. "Alright, I know."

The girl pursed her lips and nodded. She became bored and picked up a newspaper and read it.

To her dismay, a whole page of the newspaper was just about one person.

"Zenith Harol..."

The girl squeezed her lips and turned her head towards the old woman, "Grandma, is this Zenith Harol really as powerful as the newspaper says?" "No." the old woman shook her head with a smile.

Despite her hunched body and face full of age spots and wrinkles, her eyes still shone brightly.

There was a radiance in her that was out of her age.

Sure enough!

The girl's heart dawned on her and she said in despise, "Nowadays newspaper just like to exaggerate. A little merit when portrayed by the media it became a monstrous feat." "Jenny, don't be so presumptuous."

The old woman patted the girl's head dotingly, "What I mean is that Zenith is not as powerful as the media portrayed, but... rather, he is more powerful than what is reported!"

What?!

The girl's pinkish face filled with astonishment.

Looking at the old woman incredulously, "No way!"

the old woman smiled, her gaze became deep as if she was recalling some memories.

"The world only knows the legend of Zenith. But what they don't know is that the report was already suppressing Zenith's merits. So that it wouldn't cause too much of a commotion"

"Three hundred thousand Dragon Cavalry led by Zenith settled the Northern Territory. They made the once chaotic warzone Northern Territory become a peaceful land. Every year, under the command of Zenith, the Dragon Cavalry pushed millions of barbarians out of the Northern Territory. Forging the Great Wall of the Northern Territory with flesh and blood!

The girl's blue eyes were filled with astonishment, and her lips were slightly opened.

Three hundred thousand men stopped millions of barbarians?

And with flesh and blood, fighting against an army with firearms with only cold weapons. Was it even possible?

The old woman's words continued on, speaking in a leisurely tone.

"Zenith once broke into the city of barbarians with his spear and his horse. He killed so much that the corpse piled up to a mountain. And single-handedly brought down the whole city, that battle made him the ultimate warrior that killed hundred thousand people!"

"This can't be!"

The girl exclaimed, which immediately drew the attention of everyone in the VIP lounge.

With her tongue spitting out, the girl scowled and smiled apologetically at the people around her.

But the horror in her heart remained unsettling.

Her blue eyes stared widely at the old woman in disbelief, "Grandma, what nonsense are you talking about? One man single-handedly brought down a whole city? And killed a hundred thousand people? That was simply impossible, as human strength was limited. Even if all those people stood there for him to kill one by one, it would never be possible."

"No one believed it, but he did it."

The old woman said calmly, "In that battle, everyone thought Zenith would probably be dead. But when the three hundred thousand Dragon Cavalry troops arrived in the city, they were greeted by a wide-open gate and a mountain of corpses with rivers of blood. And Zenith was sitting on top of the city gate, holding his spear!"

"It was also that battle that established Zenith's unassailable position as the battle-hardened spirit of the three hundred thousand Dragon Cavalry."Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

The sound of the old woman was still echoing in her ears.

The girl was already confused and stunned.

Eventually, she understood somewhat why her grandmother had said that the report was not true.

She couldn't believe it even though when she heard it from her grandmother herself.

Not to mention, the ordinary people reading the news.

The three hundred thousand fought against millions was astonishing enough.

A single person raided a city, killed hundred thousand men which were unattainable for an ordinary individuals.

In the minds of a typical human, these were impossible to achieve.

"Is Zenith Harol even a human?"

The girl mumbled; her words were not in the slightest way derogatory. Instead was shocked to the point that her mind was blank and was truly overwhelmed. "He is a real living legend, a God who could make all forces ally with."

The old woman's eyes twinkled and her words were somewhat emotional.

"How about our Kool family..." The girl asked.

"He wouldn't accept us." the old woman shook her head helplessly.

A statement that left the girl bewildered and puzzled.

Shocked by Zenith's unparalleled feats, the girl's eye slowly gazed into the distance.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was possible to see the runway.

And at that moment, all aircraft were grounded.

The entire airport runway as if the pause button had been pressed.

Suddenly.

The girl's eyes lit up as she saw a fighter jet descended from the sky.

The fighter jet was fierce-looking and very aggressive.

It looked as if a falcon descended, as it swooped down.

The Five-pawed Dragon Fighter painted on the fuselage of the aircraft reflected the glow of the autumn sunset.

A dominating presence, like the arrival of a king. This instantly made all the aircraft dull.

"Five-pawed Dragon!?"

The girl blurted out.

The old woman hunched body shook violently as she looked up immediately. Her eyes were filled with shock, "Five-pawed Dragon Flag, it's Zenith's personal aircraft!"

Rumble!

These words made the girl stood rooted.

She covered her mouth incredulously and almost shouted, "Oh my, we just mentioned him and he actually appeared in front of us... Grandma, isn't Zenith settling the Northern Territory, why is he doing here in this little remote place?"

But the old woman couldn't care to answer.

Instead, she got up quickly despite her ageing body. As she leaned on her crutches and walked to the window.

For a moment, you could feel her gaze was extremely complicated.

And the girl quickly realized, also got up and rushed to the window.

As heroes would most likely attract females.

Especially when the girl was only 20 years old. It was prime of her time to admire someone.

It was natural to be curious enough to catch a glimpse of Zenith's face.

By the time the girl ran to the window, the Five-pawed Dragon fighter had stopped and the hatch doors opened.

Only when the girl saw the figure that was first to leave the cabin made her confused.

"Grandma, Zenith is a crippled person in a wheelchair?"

The girl couldn't hide her disappointment on her face as she asked this.

The next moment.

The old woman's eyes shone, frowned as she said in a stern voice, "That's... Jack Hughes!"