193. In the northern mountains (2)
The wind blows.
The menacing sound of the wind brushed my ears and made me nervous.
It was all pure white snow, and the black things that could be seen sparsely were rocks or dry trees.
I couldn’t see, hear, or feel anything.
The senses were thoroughly restricted in the harsh environment.
Still, I could clearly feel it.
A presence so great that even I, who is in the state of the ‘Hamajok’, would break out in a cold sweat on my back.
-Who are you?
My head is pounding.
It was a terrifying voice that would have made your legs weak and your pants wet as soon as you heard it.
It was impossible to avoid the unknown monster after coming this far.
My existence had already been recognized, and it was unknown whether a monster of that level would escape from here.
Rather, we have to face it head-on. Because sometimes breaking through the front is the answer.
‘Who are you?’
I asked, vigilant to use my strength at any time.
The answer that came back was really, unexpected.
―Did you hear my voice?
Well?
what kind of situation is this?
These days, every day has been a series of surprises, but this was also an unexpected development.
That only I can hear the voice of an unknown monster?
What is this ominous and adventurous situation?
But you have to stay calm.
Nothing was certain yet. Rather, it could be the acting of a cunning monster trying to deceive me.
‘By the way?’
―Ji, can you really hear my voice!?
‘… … Is that so?’
―If you really want to hear my voice, stick out your tongue!
The foreboding was not good.
It felt like meeting someone with a slightly broken mental state.
For once, he quietly stuck out his tongue. The cold wind seemed to freeze my tongue.
-Oh oh! such luck! … … No, wait. no way?
His voice stopped there.
The answer came back about 5 seconds later.
-You guys. no way… … Is your name Blackfire?
‘… … !?’
What he said after a bit of silence was truly shocking.
It was so shocking that I was on the verge of losing strength in my legs.
what’s going on?
I’m sure it’s deep in the mountains of Preload, which I’ve never been to, and I probably wouldn’t have had any connection with it.
It is a place where there is no point of contact. No, our family itself has nothing to do with the North at all.
I had no idea what kind of harmony they had been working on, that they could see through my identity just by having a conversation.
‘Status window?’
no it can’t be
That means that there is one more main character, or that there is a system administrator in the world who can influence the world view.
‘How did you know my name?’
-ha ha ha! What a strange fate.
My head felt like it was about to explode from the sound of his incredibly loud laugh.
I asked again, clutching my throbbing head.
‘How do you know my name!’
-greenhorn. Do you know who I am and intimidate me like that? would you regret it?
Oops, you’ve lived so long that you’re bragging about it now?
is this really a joke
‘Identify yourself. You crazy monster.’
I drew mana from my grasp. It was ready to attack at any moment.
If I get angry, is he angry too?
――!
A gale of tremendous magical power blew over the entire area.
It was not a physical force. Rather, it was a power that gave a strong blow to the mind.
“Keck?”
And the target of that power was not me.
It was Krakchar, who was squatting hard next to me to beat the cold.
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Kraktsar fell backwards in the same squat position.
His body stiffened as it was, and his pupils were weak.
He stunned that strong demon without even using his hands. It was a great power.
-do not worry. Did you stop the guy’s time for a while?
‘… … What are you doing?’
Until then, I hadn’t expected it at all.
―I did it because I wanted to talk to my distant descendants. Do you have any complaints?
A keel from the Prelod Mountains that was nothing more than a MacGuffin.
That, in fact, was the root of Blackfire… … !
* * *
‘Huh, this is what it is.’
It was a situation where there was a sigh of despair.
I came to the dangerous mountains of the north to make money, but the being I met here was the ancestor of my ancestors.
So… … .
The first head of Blackfire, the one who gave birth to Tahar Blackfire, no… … it’s a dragon
It is said that the result of one night of love with a human who was so beautiful that even a dragon fell in love with him was the beginning of Black Fire.
Occasionally, I spoke to everyone passing by, but no one could answer, but strangely, I was able to communicate telepathically with me.
Something was strange and he looked right through me and found that his own blood was flowing inside me.
So, it is possible to have a conversation like this.
‘It’s really going to turn.’
I never thought I’d come to a place like this and find the roots of my bloodline.
“So. Is your name ringing in my head right now Valarian? The famous ancient Black Flame Dragon?”
―Well, it’s a name that humans gave it arbitrarily, but I know it’s called that. I don’t like it very much. It would be better if it was something cool like ‘Death Storm’.
I finally realized why the concept of our family was so dark in middle school.
In the first place, my ancestors who lived thousands of years ago looked like this.
‘Does it make sense that I’m a black flame dragon suffering from secondary disease?’
but. It must be a fantasy game because it makes no sense.
―Anyway, the feeling is new. I never thought I would have a conversation with a very distant descendant after death.
There was no substance or soul in sight. I just talked to the voices in my head.
―That is, even so. You still have my blood very thick. It’s a wonder.
It seemed that he could see information about the blood and power that flowed through me.
It reminds me of the first time I fell here and tested my aptitude.
“Aren Blackfire. other. 17 years old.
A natural swordsman. He inherited the blood of the first head of the Blackfire family. Assigned to the warrior class.”
The story that he inherited the blood of the first family head meant that he inherited the blood of an ancient dragon.
A human who had just lived an ordinary life became stronger one day after receiving the power of a dragon! It’s not even like this, it’s really a child of a dragon.
This was an amazing story too.
-By the way. Aren. Let me ask you something.
“Yes.”
I answered politely.
Still, since he is my ancestor, shouldn’t he have proper manners?
―I’m sure my descendants became saints of the sword and even died after seeing them grind and drink dirty monsters… … . Why do you feel the power of demons in you?
“uh… … that.”
What should I start explaining? It was really difficult.
-under.
When I was reluctant to answer, I heard a big sigh.
It must be because of the mood that you can smell the dragon’s breath just by listening to it.
―It’s because I did the wrong thing in educating my children. Tsut.
“Yes?”
-What. what’s wrong with you guys Great-grandson guy. Since I was a child, I watched and died from coveting dark power, but in the end, I ended up paying this price.
uh… … .
For Valarian, the great-grandson means the 3rd head of the house, Victor Blackfire.
He is the ancestor of the swordsman’s family, José, who first dabbled in black magic and started worshiping demons.
―That bastard was anxious and asked to be educated well and died, tsk tsk. Even the grandson wasn’t very trustworthy. This is why children’s education is so important!
“Yeah, that’s right.”
It’s a conversation that really upsets people.
I thought there must be a great reason for coming into contact with black magic, but it’s just that the 3 generations have been blackened children since childhood.
If there is no reversal, it is a reversal again.
―Well, even so, it doesn’t mean that you’re not at fault. What kind of crazy thing is it to be a great demon? How dare you inherit my lineage and become a demon! It’s about insulting my honor! pestilence.
I have a lot to say here too.
In the first place, does this black dragon have the right to say anything to anyone?
A very long time ago, it was a dragon that was so terrifying that humans were afraid to even leave records.
In terms of the number of people killed, it should be comparable to the demon lord… … .
“excuse me. Shijo-nim also did a lot of bad things, but it’s not a bit much to say something only to me.”
-What? that i am bad
Are you serious?
“You killed a lot of people. a long time ago Don’t you remember?”
-conflict!
… … conflict?
Why is this dragon guy talking like this?
-You son of a bitch! You bastard, do you believe the words of wicked people? It’s really ridiculous. At least Blackfire should have believed in this body more!
Why am I being scolded all of a sudden? I’ve come to a place where it’s cold enough to blow this Siberian plain!
“sure?”
―I was quietly sleeping in the nest, but one day, a human named Braveheart woke me up and tried to drive me away. would you stay still? uh?
Braveheart is the name of the royal family of Aeonia.
In other words, this story is before the demon king appeared in the world and before the establishment of the kingdom of Aeonia.
Braveheart’s founding myth was actually a fairly dramatized story.
this is kinda funny
‘The scale is filthy big.’
―That’s why I got angry and went on a rampage, and the arrogant people called me the Black Flame Dragon. huh. The capital of Aeonia was originally my nest! It was a place where great dragon veins flowed, tsk.
okay. Valarian also has his own unfair side.
This is why in any conflict, you have to listen to both sides.
“okay. misunderstood. sorry.”
―Yes, I wish I knew now. I’m sorry for the heat too. What are you doing to your offspring? You didn’t look like an adult.
“Yes. reconcile.”
I nodded and understood the dragon’s position.
-Well. So what are you guys thinking? Now that you’ve become a great demon, are you trying to kill people?
“Not like that.”
Since it’s my ancestor, is it okay if I talk about my goals? It’s not a demon in the first place, it’s a dragon, so you’ll understand my meaning.
“I want to reform the demon realm and achieve peace between humans and demons.”
I explained my grand dream with a pretty firm look.
I was expecting a reaction.
By the way,
-Well. okay. what do you do don’t cheer
I’m not interested… … ?
“Is that the answer?”
-then?
“Well, I thought there would be reactions like awesome or dangerous.”
Maybe it’s because I’m too used to the demons crazily admiring me?
This insipid response was a bit embarrassing.
――!
Once more, a tremendous laugh rang through my head. I frowned and asked again. why are you laughing like that
-I am already dead. In the first place, those things weren’t even my concern. Do you think there are dragons that care whether humans or monsters die?
It was a refreshing shock.
It was wrong to look at all of this from a human perspective in the first place.
The conversation partner is ‘Dragon’, who is considered the greatest of all living beings.
To the dragon, it was out of his interest for humans and demons to fight and fry.
Just as humans can’t be interested in the ants’ war.
It was an area that I didn’t even pay attention to in the first place.
I felt that the conversation was a little off.
Even if the descendents were from the Demon Tribe, they didn’t worry too much or scold them, just saying a few swear words.
That was all the reaction was.
All those casual reactions are understandable if you look at them from the point of view of ‘Dragon’.
‘It’s amazing.’
It was like discovering a new perspective.
“I didn’t know. Certainly, a dragon is a dragon.”
―Well then. Be proud of your lineage. You are the only humans on this land who have inherited dragon blood.
If it’s a dragon, then that’s it. I don’t have anything else to be proud of.
“okay.”
I didn’t feel any special sentiment, so I answered casually, but this time, on the contrary, Valarian brushed it off.
-Aren’t you curious?
“Yes?”
―You are a human who has inherited the blood of a dragon, do you have any curiosity about whether or not you have tremendous power?
The words ‘You still think you’re strong enough?’ filled your throat.
Come to think of it, there was no ability to use the power of the ‘dragon’ other than using blood to burn black flames.
To say that it was because he became a later generation and his blood became softer was not the case again if he recalled the contents of the card.
―Aren’t you curious about why Tahar, who didn’t have that talent, became a saint of the sword?
“Five.”
Gradually, the appetite began to linger.
What a dragon’s power!
This was something that even the main character, Ackerman, had never had. It was really mouthwatering.
If this power can be used properly, becoming the strongest in the world might not be a dream.
“What, what is it?”
So I asked.
-Do you want to know? Then you have one thing to do.
I heard the answer that it is 500 won if you are curious.
From the dragon’s mouth.
* * *
What Valariann asked of me was quite surprising.
Is this how it feels to catch a mouse while stepping backwards from a cow?
Valarian no longer had any lingering attachments to the world, and life was not fun because he had lived enough to live.
So, it is said that he died a comfortable death in a mountain range in the north where the cool wind blows.
But what
One day, my eyes suddenly opened. When I opened my eyes, thousands of years had passed.
I wondered what happened… … .
Some arrogant, fearless fellow began summoning his spirit back to extract his powers.
‘Are you sure.’
As Valarian explained, it was Argon who had lost his fear.
If you can use the power of the Black Flame Dragon, you can do anything.
He could raise an army of undead, or he could take the dragon’s power and gain the power of a great demon.
When I was wondering where I was doing something, I thought that this kind of hair was very well done.
I’m relieved that he still seems to be playing the villain role faithfully, but I never expected him to use the dragon’s power.
Could this be a variable caused by me?
―So, go inside my body and cancel the expulsion magic he has installed. Then I’ll tell you something good.
“All right.”
Anyway, I don’t like the way that cheeky bastard uses his powers.
It’s like a strange spell, so it’s impossible to remove it yourself.
It must have been fate to meet a descendant with whom I could communicate.
‘It’s better.’
Because I have Argon under my control.
If I didn’t know, I would have been in a lot of trouble.
I nodded and was about to wake Krakchar.
Then suddenly Valarian asked.
-Wait a minute. hey
“Yes?”
―Anyway, why did you come here?
question arises here.
If a distant descendant tried to take the remains of the founder and sell them, how would our Black Flame Dragon react?