Chapter 519 Fighting Against the Light Dragon Mornach? As soon as the match came to an end, the crowd slowly began exiting the arena. The Light Monarch, who had been keeping an eye on the Frostpire spectator stand throughout the duration of the match, abruptly stood up and excused himself. His sudden actions attracted the attention of the other Monarchs as well, but they didn't think too much about it, speculating that he needed to attend to something important. However, one person had decided to keep an eye on the Light Monarch. After all, Frostpire was his territory, and he would be a fool to allow another Monarch to wander freely. ... There was a tense silence as the group of eight locked eyes with the Light Dragon Monarch. Drake narrowed his eyes, feeling his palms grow sweaty. 'What does he want? Why would he want to talk to Nox?' The other six were also anxious, as none of them knew what to do in this situation. After all, the person in question was the Light Monarch, whose strength rivaled that of Dracos himself. The thought of fighting him didn't even cross their minds, and they certainly didn't think he was here to attack them either. "Be at ease, young ones," the Light Dragon Monarch chuckled lightly, his eyes glinting in amusement as he observed the expressions of the Frostpire team. Then, with a kind, warm smile, he added, "I don't bite. Like I said, I simply want to have a word with your little friend." Nox narrowed his eyes, feeling slightly irritated by the way the Light Dragon Monarch addressed him, but this emotion was as brief as a fleeting breeze, as his mind was occupied with something else—the reason this man wanted to talk to him. Naturally, Nox had familiarized himself with the faces of all seven Dragon Monarchs, as it was important and one of the building blocks of his long-term goal. He had imagined countless scenarios of his encounter with a Dragon Monarch, but never did he expect that it would happen so soon, in this manner, and—most importantly—a sharp gleam passed through his eyes. 'If I remember correctly, I have no business with him. What exactly does he want to talk to me about?' Nox cleared his throat. His inner musing had barely consumed sixty seconds before he spoke in a clear and respectful voice, "What do you want to talk to me about, Your Majesty?" "Something important," the Light Dragon Monarch said. Then, he paused and swept a disapproving gaze over the rest of the seven before adding in a calm tone, "Perhaps it would be best if we have this conversation somewhere more secluded, just between the two of us, what do you say?" "Why should we allow that?" Drake narrowed his eyes, a defiant gleam shining in those icy blue depths. He knew the Light Monarch wouldn't outright attack Nox, as that was against the rules, but he still didn't want to take any chances. After all, history had proven over and over again that even rules and laws could be bent. Furthermore, among all the Dragon Monarchs, the Light Dragon Monarch was considered the most cunning and was one of the most feared dragons in the entire Dragon Realm. It would be foolish of them to allow Nox, a human who had sneaked into the competition, to be alone with someone like that. The chances of him discovering the truth were very high. "Yes, Brother is right," Zara agreed as well. "We respect you a lot, Your Majesty, but this we cannot do." There were several tense moments of a stare-off between the two sides, and for a moment, because of how suffocating the air felt, it almost seemed as if a fight would break out between them. "Is that so?" After a few seconds, the Dragon Monarch finally spoke, his tone strangely calm, though his gaze remained on Nox. Nox had decided to keep quiet and let Drake and Zara handle the situation, as they were more familiar with the Light Monarch. 'They're hiding something. I can feel it.' The Dragon Monarch's eyes lingered on Nox's chest for a while, where he sensed a faint frost aura emitting from him. Then, a plan formed in his mind, and a subtle smirk appeared at the corner of his lips. He had a plan. A plan that would make what he was about to do seem like a coincidence. However, before he could put this plan into motion, something happened, and the Light Dragon Monarch couldn't help but click his tongue in disappointment. Following a burst of radiant light, King Dracos Frostpire appeared between the Light Dragon Monarch and the Frostpire team. "So this is where you came. I've been looking for you for a while now." King Dracos smiled as if he had seen a long-lost acquaintance. Then, with a clearly feigned expression, he acted as if he was surprised to see the Frostpire team. "Oh, what a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect to find you kids here as well." "We were just on our way, Father." Drake bowed slightly, a smirk forming on his face as he saw through his father's plan. "If you don't mind, we'll be on our way. Nice to meet you, Your Majesty." After bowing to the King of the Light Dragons one more time, the Frostpire team hurriedly left. But even as they departed, the Light Dragon Monarch's eyes lingered on Nox. "Nice one there," the Light Dragon Monarch said a moment later. "But has anyone ever told you that you're a terrible actor?" "Hmph." King Dracos snorted. "And who said acting is my forte?" "What are you hiding, Dracos?" the Light Monarch asked. "I'm not hiding anything, Thomas." Dracos replied nonchalantly, already walking away. Just as he covered a few steps, he paused and, without turning back, said in a sarcastic tone, "Imagine if I were stalking your Light Team. How would you feel?" No answer came. "Tsk, I thought so. I say we respect the rules of the competition and stay out of each other's business." With that, he left. Though he didn't necessarily leave—he was still somewhere out there, keeping a watchful gaze on the Light Dragon Monarch. The Light Dragon Monarch smiled. "You just gave me more reason to investigate that scrawny kid even more, Dracos. Let's see how you'll stop me."