Published at 26th of June 2021 3:45 pm

Chapter 143: Calm before the Storm (4)

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(He longed to reach the level that was higher than our entire race combined. He envied our flesh, and ultimately, he had ascertained it. He had even declared himself a golden dragon. From there on, everything is as you know it. And the relationship has soured with no way of turning back.)

The war between Fran Page and the dragon race. Reseese Rajendu reminisced about the memories from that time. It was a very painful memory to recall.

(Fran Page, who has ascertained the dragon’s body, half of the race was sacrificed while fighting that imperfect being. As he was invincible in that form and couldn’t be killed, a decision was made to seal him as the next best option.)

The war in which half of the dragon race had been sacrificed. Although it wasn’t recorded in human history, it was certain that that war was of the greatest scale, and the fiercest one of all the wars in history.

“The invincibility that you are referring to…” Ian who has been listening in silence. He brought up a topic to talk about. “…What exactly is it?”

The power of the entire dragon race was certainly not weak. That was, it would be stronger than even Ian’s own power, rather than weaker. It was the invincibility which even those beings couldn’t defeat? It was hard to imagine.

(He took his original form in the end- after he was burned, sliced, and even completely annihilated. Of course, he even came back in perfect shape as well. It appeared as if he had transcended beyond the realm of humanity, perhaps, even from the realm of life.)

Ian’s eyes narrowed upon hearing that response. It seemed like a very familiar way for some reason.

‘It’s the same as the masters.’

The eight masters that Fran Page had left. Six of which have fallen into Ian’s hands. It was the same eternal youth and immortality. To borrow the masters’ expression, it would be the ‘blessing of eternal life’. It seemed like the blessing that was also a curse.

“Do you, by any chance, have any ideas on that power of immortality? Maybe a way to destroy it, or the source of it. Anything that you may know.”

(Should I have known such things, sealing would not have been chosen as the alternative.)

Reseese Rajendu replied lingeringly. Had he known of a way, it would have been tried a long time ago.

(However.)

He didn’t stop speaking even after that. He seemed to have a response to Ian’s question.

(What is certain is that the capability of his being was not confined to magic. He truly stood out in many different areas. Especially in alchemy, he has left great marks in the field of alchemy. He would normally say that the link between sorcery and alchemy could never be separated.)

Ian was also very familiar with the expression with respect to the unbreakable link between the sorcery and alchemy. This saying was still applicable in the present world. Of course, the sorcerers were seen as having a higher class, and they, themselves, wanted to be treated in that way as well, it appeared to be an unshakable truth that survived through many thousands of years.

(Based on my race and my estimation, we think that the power of that invincibility did not simply come about from the power of the language, or the power of techniques. It’s like with the Repository of Time, the fact that you met my spiritual being implies that you have been to the Repository of Time, correct?)

“The Repository of Time, that’s right.”

(The secret elixir that allows passage to that space was also Fran Page’s creation. It was as if he had extracted the power of the dimensionless space, which was in the gargoyle’s eyes, through alchemy. Likewise, I had also thought that the power of invincibility was a product, resulting from the combination of many fields. Of course, I can’t be sure of it, and even if it was true, I wouldn’t know his weaknesses.)

Like having created the dimensionless space using the gargoyles’ eyes, could the power of invincibility, too, have been made by something other than magic? That was the thought of Reseese Rajendu, the leader of the dragon race.

‘Hm…, alchemy……’

Come to think of it, Fran had eight masters. Two of them have never returned. Could one of them have been an alchemist?

‘I need to ask the masters about it.’

The weakness of Fran Page. It would definitely be helpful if it could be learned. Having engraved it deep in his thought, Ian continued to ask.

“May I ask another question?”

(Speak.)

“The seal, how long do you intend to maintain it?”

(I intend to maintain it forever, or as long as the time permits.)

“Are there any unstable factors that could cause the seal to break?”

(Should the gargoyles become extinct, it could become unstable. That is because that seal is being maintained solely based on the power of the dimensionless space which exclusively exists in the gargoyles’ eyes.)

“……”

At that moment, Ian felt a sudden tingling sensation. He suddenly remembered what he had done just before entering this space. ‘Diamond Dust’, the 9th class level magic. Did he not apply that spell in annihilating all the gargoyles in the vicinity of the mountain range? Of course, a few would be found alive, here and there, if one was to search really hard.

(What’s wrong? You don’t look too well.)

“Hmm, I feel like I might have killed too many.”

(Killed? What? You mean the gargoyles?)

“Since they kept standing in my way……”

Ian’s tone of voice has been firm up to this point. However, that tone has begun to quiet down.

(That’s fine. Isn’t the king of the gargoyles still alive? With his capacity to reproduce, there is nothing to worry about.)

“……That’s a relief”

Ian cleared his chest. It was truly a relief for Ian.

“Are you in a perfect position to defend against Fran’s spiritual beings?”

(The spiritual beings are the mediums of this space, that is, they cannot encroach, even a single step, into the mountain range that the gargoyles and their king reside. As soon as they enter, they would be annihilated instantly due to the trap set by the power of the language.)

“Wouldn’t it be possible that he might have found a way to destroy the trap?”

(There is always a variable in everything.)

“So, you mean, it is still worrisome.”

Ian drew a short conclusion. He spoke as he unfolded his arms that had been crossed.

“…What if. What if Fran Page was to lose his invincibility, or was to become annihilated, so you no longer have to maintain the seal. What would you do from then on?”

When all oppressions and duties disappeared with the dragons returning to the world… That life was the most important thing than anything.

(I would want to rest first.)

“And after resting?”

(After resting, hmm…)

Reseese Rajendu thought about it for a while. He instantly turned into a human form. It was in the appearance of a handsome, red haired man.

(I want to travel around the changed world. Very leisurely that is.)

“Is that everything?”

(Yes.)

Seeing the world. Suddenly, the words from the Fairy Queen came to his mind. Those spoken words when she had introduced her very long name.

‘There is someone who rather took very good care of me. Whenever he would come back from traveling around the human world, he would attach a human name to me. He would attach the name to me, saying that he either liked a human with the name or it sounded nice. I know how you think about it, but this is the one precious name that I have.’

Perhaps, it was Reseese Rajendu who ‘used to take especially good care of her’. Based on the stories, it must have been true that the dragon race enjoyed traveling the world on a regular basis.

“Thank you for your words.”

(Is that it?)

“Yes, for now.”

He has heard everything that he wanted to hear for now. Only the small work of filtering what was and wasn’t true has remained.

“Ah, and.”

Ian continued as if he had just thought of something.

“By the way, that human form. Have you shown it on purpose?”

(What do you mean?)

“I mean, was your transformation based on the standards of human aesthetics.”

It was a rather out of the blue question by Ian. Reseese Rajendu responded in a leisurely fashion.

(If I was going to do it, wouldn’t something good looking be better?)

“In today’s world, you have to do much better to pass as a good looking person. That’s because so many who look like that, or even better looking exist in the world these days. People of today have very high standards.”

Ian said while thinking of the crowned prince Hyden Greenriver. Wasn’t he even better looking than any other man? It would be believable that he had been chiseled to perfection. No matter what, the crowned prince was better looking. By far.

(……I will keep that in mind.)

“Then I will see you shortly. Although I’m not sure whether we would meet as friends, enemies, or in other forms……”

It was when Ian was about to extend his farewell.

(O, leader of all races! We cannot accept it!)

From the empty space, six dragons forcefully flew in. They were Herpai Dotos, the sentry, and the dragons that were part of the youngest group of the tribe.

(Please send us out to the world immediately! With your permission, we’ll locate that human’s body, a descendant of Fran Page, and eliminate him!)

The young dragons definitely showed clear hostility towards Ian. Even the experienced older dragons remained silent at the intrusion. It was because they all thought the same way. Someone who mimics the incredible power of Fran Page has appeared. Furthermore, it was difficult for them to determine for sure whether he would become a foe or a friend in the future. Let such a being live? It was a situation that they could not fathom no matter what.

(Return. I’ll not give the orders that you seek.)

(O, leader! He is a descendant of Fran Page……!)

(Do you intend to disobey me?)

Reseese Rajendu stepped forward with a resolute tone. Even then the young dragons did not back down.

(It is not disobedience! We are giving patriotic counsel!)

(Hm……)

Reseese Rajendu thought for a bit. He has lived as the leader for multitudes of time. As such, he has been leading the race with that much power and wisdom. Now that the words of ‘patriotic counsel’ have been uttered out of the young dragons’ mouths, it has become nearly impossible to stamp it down in the name of his title.

(So, that being that claims to be Fran Page’s descendant, you six believe……)

“He is Ian Page.”

(That you can defeat Ian Page?)

In response to Reseese Rajendu’s question, the young dragons puffed out their chests. With every body movement, they all demonstrated self pride and the sense of accomplishment.

(We, the young dragons, have accomplished much growth as well. Although it cannot be compared to the elders of the race, if we were to combine our forces, we believe that we can surely defeat him. Please give us permission to fight at the level that won’t risk the maintenance of the seal. For sure, for sure, we’ll accomplish……)

(Then do engage right now.)

(We shall… Sir?)

It was truly a sudden, unexpected proposal made by Reseese Rajendu. The young dragons and even Ian were all surprised.

(It is a proposal for you to battle that spiritual being of Ian Page. If you can subdue him perfectly, I’ll give you permission. However, I’d hope you would retract your ‘patriotic advice’ should you not even be able to defeat that spiritual being, not to mention the true body.)

First, try battling the spiritual being. He will allow them to go out if they could subdue Ian’s spiritual being. However, they were to abandon the notion were they to fail. Reseese Rajendu’s proposal was simple.

(Human, Ian Page, what do you think? It appears the young ones are having doubts about your powers, so how about teaching them a small lesson, if you don’t mind? Feel free to turn it down if you don’t want to.)

The choice has come back to Ian. Of course, he had no intention of turning it down either.

“Are the opponents…just those six over there?”

(That’s right. They are the young imposing juniors of the race.)

“Is it OK for them to be killed?”

(Impossible.)

“That baby lizard…, it seemed that those imposing juniors wanted to see blood.”

(No.)

“Hm, that’s cumbersome.”

Ian made a groaning sound. However, his movements expressed the exact opposite. He began to relax the joints and muscles everywhere. That appearance seemed closer to being a knight than a sorcerer.

“Well, still.”

After the joints and muscles came the mana. He did not draw it as recklessly as he had before. It appeared as if he was spreading it evenly in a controlled manner.

“Nothing I couldn’t do.”

He was getting anxious anyway. He has been wanting to see how many of those dragons he could personally handle, rather than to guess how many he could handle. Hence, a great opportunity has just found its way to him, at last.

“It is not a difficult challenge.”

Ian has accepted the proposal. Furthermore, even a sarcastic remark was made, and with that remark, a powerful wind of mana discharged from and around Ian’s legs, and a thick, purple sand storm whirled, covering up the entire area.

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