Novel Will Be Taken Down on 17 May or Earlier Chapter 253 - Dark Dragon (2)

There was only one reason why Skal traveled alone on the Arcana Continent.

 

It was because they were all boring.

 

Shining, Union, Bohemian…

 

The goal of those who reached out to him.

 

– “If you join me, we can surpass Shining.”

 

– “I think it would be difficult for you to play solo from now on,”

 

– “Please give us a chance…”

 

A world completely different from reality.

 

His goal in Arcana was to reign over others.

 

Because he had been doing it as much as he wanted in the reality.

 

However, Hoyeol was different.

 

He was strong, but he didn’t show off his strength.

 

He could give an order, but he didn’t give any.

 

He always put himself on the frontline

 

He moved others from the heart.

 

Up to that point, it was simply curiosity.

 

– “I am Lee Hoyeol.”

 

Skal thought Hoyeol was just an unusual guy like him.

 

So he said arrogantly.

 

In front of reporters from around the world.

 

– “I have no business with these worthless people. Lee Hoyeol, I want to talk to you. The great evil dragon hunter.”

 

When he thought about it now.

 

He wanted to hide in a rat hole.

 

It couldn’t be helped.

 

Dragon.

 

By subduing the king of all things into submission.

 

He wanted to climb on top of it.

 

The only person who didn’t laugh at that absurd goal.

 

Hoyeol was the only one.

 

It wasn’t a metaphor or anything.

 

Skal clearly remembered Hoyeol’s expression.

 

‘I couldn’t find any hint of ridicule.’

 

With an extremely serious attitude and posture like usual.

 

Hoyeol nodded his head when he heard the goal that even Skal himself thought was impossible.

 

That first meeting was the opportunity for Skal to join the Holy War Allied Force.

 

Therefore.

 

“I assure you, even if something happens in the future. You can’t reach the Dark Dragon.”

 

Even though those words were sudden.

 

Skal didn’t drop his teacup.

 

There must be a good reason why Hoyeol said that.

 

Instead, he nodded.

 

“Actually, I did guess that. Dark Dragon… Since it is the name that all the dragons cried out. It must be an especially great dragon. It could perhaps be called the leader of dragons.”

 

There was some information he had learned while performing the dragon knight class quest.

 

A distant past.

 

Stories about a war between the Mage Tower and the dragons.

 

Most of it was unconfirmed information.

 

But that alone was enough to tell what kind of beings were dragons.

 

“I am sure you know. For the dragons, who are called the kings of all things, there is no clear hierarchy among them. But if all the kings were sad and cried…”

 

Skal expressed sincerely.

 

“I can see why you said it so firmly.”

 

The grand goal of a true dragon knight.

 

Skal saw that and came running.

 

In front of the magnificence of the Dark Dragon, he had no choice but to take a step back.

 

“Thank you for your precious words, Sir Hoyeol.”

 

You have to know to truly be able to see.

 

It was thanks to Hoyeol’s advice.

 

But Skal was not discouraged.

 

Hadn’t he witnessed it?

 

The Arcana Continent was wide and there were many dragons on it!

 

There were many dragons to target besides the Dark Dragon.

 

Soon, Skal’s complexion brightened again.

 

Skal asked Hoyeol.

 

“More importantly, is the Old Dragon Eunaxus safe?”

 

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Inwardly, I was speechless.

 

Was this really Skal, who had been appearing mysterious for over ten years?

 

Well, it seemed as long as the topic was about dragons, he wouldn’t stop talking…?

 

After Skal left, I checked the time belatedly.

 

“Huh.”

 

We had talked so much that Grandfel made that ‘huh’ sound.

 

In that regard, consider yourself fortunate, Skal.

 

‘I’ll tolerate it because we have a give and take.’

 

Considering Grandfel’s usual emotion.

 

Forget the three visits to the cottage.

 

Even if he tried to visit, I wouldn’t meet him again next time.

 

But at this moment.

 

I, Lee Hoyeol, was sighing in relief inside.

 

‘…You manage to get through it somehow, Dark Dragon.’

 

I want to ride the Dark Dragon!

 

When I heard those words, I seriously agonized.

 

…Do you want me to play horse with you?

 

Of course.

 

Due to his formality, there was no way Grandfel would play horse with someone.

 

I hated it when my clothes looked disheveled.

 

How could I do something like that?

 

‘But it probably will be a different case if it’s my niece, Arang.’

 

So I couldn’t help but say something cold to him.

 

It won’t happen no matter what!

 

However, I realized it only after spitting it out.

 

Skal didn’t know that I was the Dark Dragon.

 

This was why people said that you wouldn’t be able to live comfortably after committing sins.

 

People didn’t say that for no reason.

 

If I freaked out by myself, I was overreacting.

 

So I couldn’t help but feel wary.

 

Grandfel’s tone must have been firm.

 

So I thought Skal might feel discouraged.

 

Of course.

 

‘I never thought that just knowing the dragons would help.’

 

Skal immediately turned his attention to the other dragons.

 

‘Anyway, you’re wise, Skal.’

 

There are many dragons you can ride beside the Dark Dragon.

 

Of course, I was the first to ever ride a dragon.

 

I earned that achievement without intending it…

 

“You too must work hard to acquire that ability.”

 

Just take on that ordeal, Skal…!

 

It was not easy to get on a dragon without any achievement.

 

I learned this from experience. Skipping the middle step wasn’t always good.

 

‘I have so many things stretched out that I can’t help it.’

 

Indeed.

 

Hadn’t I dug a lot of holes and wells?

 

Whenever there was a situation that required the middle step.

 

I inevitably had to supplement it.

 

So don’t be so envious of my achievement.

 

‘…If he saw this, he wouldn’t feel jealous.’

 

Sksk–

 

What I tirelessly picked up was, of course, a feather pen.

 

Considering all the time I lost chatting with Skal, it didn’t look like I would have time to even tilt my teacup.

 

Not only that. I still had some work that needed to be done as the chief of the Mage Tower.

 

‘…Even if the cat took care of the tower exit applications.’

 

There was additional burdensome work that I brought upon myself.

 

Review the applications for permission to use the connector.

 

The subject was not limited to the mages of the Mage Tower.

 

It couldn’t be compared to the tower exit application.

 

There must be a lot of applications piled up on the desk in the office.

 

Would it end if I took care of that?

 

Nope.

 

Newly updated class quest.

 

Without fail, it was written there.

 

The damn quest goal.

 

– Train your weak body. (Repeat)

 

‘My eyes are already getting blurry.’

 

On the Arcana continent, I froze to death.

 

In the reality, as soon as I came back, I died from overwork.

 

My poor life…

 

*

Arcana Continent.

 

The Iron Castle was on full emergency alert.

 

The leader, Chainwalker.

 

The blacksmith, Worswyle.

 

The pilot, Gunner.

 

Regardless of each person’s responsibilities.

 

All the dwarves were busy banging their hammers.

 

The sound of metal echoes from every corner of Iron Castle.

 

Clang Clang!

 

Their thick fingers even went numb.

 

There was no time to rest.

 

Gunner shouted, barely wiping away his sweat.

 

“If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have taken over the pilot seat.”

 

As much as they risked their lives on every flight, pilots had an advantage.

 

They had the privilege of being excluded from insignificant duties on the Iron Castle.

 

But this situation was far from insignificant.

 

Gunner continued as if he were still dumbfounded.

 

“All of a sudden the dragons appear in groups! Do dwarfves’ legs suddenly grow double the size?”

 

The only weakness of the Iron Castle.

 

Bad weather.

 

The Iron Castle was said to be armed with highly advanced technology.

 

But in the face of nature, it had low efficiency.

 

“Just be glad you didn’t fall, Gunner.”

 

“Of course, I am glad, but…”

 

“Why don’t you just your use time to hammer more nails?”

 

“Sigh.”

 

So the dragons appeared.

 

At those moments when they cried.

 

It was like a nightmare for the dwarfs.

 

Clang clang!

 

Chainwalker muttered while pounding his hammer.

 

“What made them so sad that they made that rain…?”

 

It was a heavy rain that had never happened before.

 

It rained so hard that the Iron Castle was leaking.

 

Although not as long as the elves or the dragons.

 

The dwarfs had lived for a very long time.

 

Still, they couldn’t understand the current situation.

 

Worswyle opens his mouth curtly,

 

“Didn’t I tell you? It must be because of the Dark Dragon.”

 

“Dark Dragon…”

 

“I don’t know what it is, but it’s creepy.”

 

“What is?”

 

“This has never happened before, Chainwalker.”

 

Even just one dragon appearing would be surprising.

 

This was not just one dragon.

 

These were dragon’s’.

 

There were a dozen of them.

 

A being that could have that much influence…

 

“I’m sure, change will come to the continent one way or the other.”

 

He was certain.

 

The dragons disappeared as if it had been a lie.

 

The meaning of the clear sky was simple.

 

“It looks like they found that Dark Dragon.”

 

“…I’m honestly scared.”

 

“Who wouldn’t?”

 

Clang!

 

Worswyle took his hand off the hammer and looked at the continent.

 

Thanks to the strong rain washing away even the dust, the view was clear and they could see beyond the horizon.

 

Nevertheless, there was no noticeable movement.

 

“Not only the Empire, but also the demons seem to be afraid.”

 

Since the king of all things cried, that sound must have reached all things.

 

Chainwalker and Worswyle.

 

The dwarves were concerned about that.

 

“This way, a new legend is written.”

 

That name.

 

The legend of the Dark Dragon.

 

Chainwalker asked Worswyle subtly.

 

“Aren’t you sad, our legendary blacksmith?”

 

Legends contained power.

 

Because Worswyle tried to write a legend.

 

He knew what that meant.

 

“I’m disappointed.”

 

In the vast Arcana Continent.

 

There were not many things that could be called legends.

 

That was probably why Chainwalker asked him if he was sad.

 

The legend of the Dark Dragon would be talked about for a long time.

 

The birth of the ethereal iron had faded.

 

But Worswyle shook his head.

 

“You still don’t understand, Chainwalker.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Even in legends, there are ups and downs.”

 

The legend of the ethereal iron depended on the performance of its owner, Hoyeol.

 

It would be talked about by more people later, but…

 

How would it compare to the current legend of the Dark Dragon?

 

That legend.

 

It was safe to say that it reverberated throughout Arcana.

 

Furthermore.

 

“They made the world tremble just by mentioning it, not by revealing it.”

 

The Dark Dragon hadn’t actually revealed its form in the Arcana yet.

 

So there was no reason to feel sad.

 

Because it wasn’t even comparable in the first place.

 

However, he was still concerned.

 

“I just have to hope that the new legend doesn’t run wild.”

 

About that, Chainwalker and Worswyle went silent.

 

They kept their mouth shut and didn’t talk.

 

Coincidentally, the two dwarves were thinking the same thing.

 

‘…Does Sir Hoyeol know of this situation?’

 

But they didn’t think of it for long.

 

All of a sudden.

 

Something was captured in the sky.

 

The air split.

 

A huge figure emerged from there.

 

It was a dragon.

 

“!!!”

 

They were in the middle of repairing.

 

So the Iron Castle could neither move forward nor retreat.

 

They have no choice but to face the dragon.

 

Chainwalker opened his mouth quietly.

 

“Damn it, can the king of all things even read our mind?”

 

“How would I know?”

 

“Shit, this is not how I want things to end.”

 

The dragon’s body completely blocked the view of the Iron Castle’s window.

 

But, that appearance somehow…?

 

It wasn’t unfamiliar.

 

“Hmm?”

 

Worswyle’s eyes twitched.

 

Even if the wind and the rain had made it difficult to see, he had seen that dragon once.

 

So he wondered if that was the reason why it felt familiar.

 

That was not why.

 

The only thing that looked familiar.

 

It was the ‘wing’ that shone brilliantly.

 

Even if the size was different.

 

“…W-What?”

 

Worswyle.

 

The keen eye of the continent’s best blacksmith quickly recognized it.

 

An afterimage appeared overlapping with the wings.

 

He was certain, those brilliantly shining dragon’s wings…

 

It was like the magic tool that Hoyeol was wearing!

 

“…H-How?”

 

Hundreds of possibilities come to mind.

 

However.

 

Those random thoughts didn’t last long either.

 

Slide–

 

Iron Castle.

 

The spirit that had been staying in her seat in a noble posture.

 

Haiel started moving from her seat.

 

She walked up to the dragon and calmly opened her mouth.

 

“You finally understand Master’s intentions, Eunaxus.”

 

The dragon responded to that.

 

“It was a clear mistake on my part to doubt the Dark Dragon.”

 

The meaning of that short conversation was simple.

 

Chainwalker, Worswyle, Gunner…

 

No, all the dwarves were shocked.

 

“N-No way, the Dark Dragon is Sir Hoyeol…?”