Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 122 : Taras's Plan.

The anxiety he had felt along with the resonance was precisely this.

That shameless behavior that had appeared before his eyes!

Look at that annoying behavior of letting his black hair down to his waist and bringing two black angels, just like himself, on either side!

'And what? "Hi? It's been a while, hasn't it?"'

Lucas's stomach churned at the sight of the black being that had appeared before his eyes.

[You don't seem happy to see me?]

"You don't seem happy to see me? I'm at a loss for words. Do you mean to say that you appeared thinking that I would be happy to see you? The intelligence of a god is at the level of an orc, so the race must be the same."

[Haha. You're being harsh. I'm a little hurt.]

The Demon God Taras laughed cheerfully even at Lucas's openly sarcastic words.

"It seems that a being who is a god is not busy."

[I'm really hurt. It's been over three years, after all.]

"I'm at a loss for words. I don't know what your business is, but I don't want to hear it or know it, so I would appreciate it if you would get lost right now."

Even at Lucas's harsh treatment, Taras had a smiling face from beginning to end.

[But just listen once. It seems you have a lot of questions about the demons from what I've seen. You know, right? I'm the Demon God. I can solve those questions for you.]

Lucas hesitated for a moment at Taras's words.

'Should I ask?'

But there was no guarantee that Taras would tell him the truth if he asked.

'And I can't just believe the story of a black bastard like that.'

Lucas, who had finished his thoughts, shook his head.

"I don't need it."

[Really? It's a story about the Demon King.]

"I don't need it."

[Hmm~ The Demon King is closer to you than you think. Do you know?]

But Taras persistently followed him and continued to speak.

"I thought I said I didn't need it?"

[Why? I'll tell you what you're curious about. So please stop tormenting my poor children.]

At those words, Lucas stopped walking and looked at Taras.

"Stop tormenting your poor children? What kind of nonsense is that?"

[Isn't it true? In fact, if it weren't for you, my children would not have been driven to the demon world. You did a dirty trick, so I evacuated all my children. Am I wrong?]

The sound of Lucas's patience snapping was heard in his head.

"What kind of nonsense is that? I did a dirty trick? And poor? My race also suffered an unprecedented shame because of the demon bastards. You know that, don't you? And yet you're saying such nonsense?"

Lucas's voice, filled with anger, trembled.

[Let's just look at the results. So? What damage did the dragons suffer? Right. My children were deceived by humans and a few hatchling eggs were almost in trouble? I know.]

"...You know that and you're saying that?"

[I'm asking if they were in trouble. And after that incident, my children clearly apologized dozens, hundreds of times. But you didn't forgive them, did you?]

Lucas wanted to crush Taras's face right now.

A thousand years ago, the demons had used the dragons' trust to steal the hatchling eggs.

The dragons would gather the eggs in one place when they were born and would raise them by periodically injecting them with magic power.

Only the dragons knew that fact, but they had also told the demons, who had gained their trust over thousands of years.

In case the amount of magic power injected periodically was insufficient, that is, if someone went into hibernation or went on an excursion, they had told the Demon King, just in case the magic power was insufficient.

Of course, such a thing had never happened, and the possibility of it happening was also very slim.

Nevertheless, the reason they had told them that fact was simply a sign of trust.

A sign that they trusted them enough to entrust them with their descendants.

But not long after, the Demon King had entered the nest where the hatchling eggs were gathered and had stolen the eggs.

"You're good at talking nonsense. There's a saying that the upper water must be clear for the lower water to be clear. Looking at you, Taras, I can see that that saying is not wrong."

Lucas's cold gaze swept over Taras.

[It was the cunning humans who deceived them. Didn't you also regret it after knowing that?]

"No. Being deceived and deceiving are both the same sin. The demons betrayed our trust and were deceived by the cunning human bastards. No one can justify that. And you know it well, don't you? What the human bastards tempted them with."

[...]

In fact, there was another reason why Lucas could not forgive them.

"They said they could obtain magic power comparable to that of a dragon. Ah, of course, they also said that the eggs would be safe. So? Is that a reason to justify stealing the eggs of our race? Because you believed that they wouldn't be harmed?"

And so, the demons had betrayed the dragons' trust to obtain power comparable to that of a dragon.

And they had been deceived by the nonsense of the pathetic human bastards who were studying black magic, and they had boldly stolen their eggs.

[Right. And it's been a thousand years already, hasn't it? As you wished, my children have already disappeared to the demon world. But why are you doing this now?]

Lucas gritted his teeth at Taras's words.

"Shut up. Then I'll ask you. It's been a thousand years, but why are you doing this now? What kind of scheme do you have that you're doing this now?"

[What's that...]

"It's just as I said. I didn't go down to the demon world, I just met a mixed-blood demon, but why did you come all the way here? Huh? What kind of scheme are you hiding in that black heart of yours that you came looking for me so eagerly?"

As Lucas took a step closer to the Demon God, an angel stood in front of him.

"Why can't you speak? When did you come to me three years ago and mutter that you wanted me to be on your side, and why can't you say anything now?"

As Lucas took another step closer, the eyes of the angel who had been blocking Lucas's path shone fiercely.

[It's okay, step aside.]

At his words, the angel stepped aside.

"Right, let's hear it. What do you want from me? And why did you come looking for me like a dog that needs to go?"

One corner of Lucas's mouth curled up slyly.

[Right. Well. I'll tell you if you want.]

At that, Taras also curled up one corner of his mouth and responded.

[As you may have expected, our children are preparing to come up to the surface. Well, you can say that the Demon King has already come up halfway.]

As he had said, it was something Lucas had expected, so he was not surprised.

[And our children will occupy this land. Of course, after driving out the dragons.]

"Hahaha. I'm at a loss for words. The pathetic demon bastards are going to drive out the dragons? It's a thought that is appropriate for a race with intelligence no better than that of an orc."

Lucas was truly at a loss for words at Taras's words.

"Even if all the demon bastards come up to the surface, they won't be able to stand against five, no, three dragons."

[I'd be grateful if you thought so. Our children are aiming for that anyway. They're going to take advantage of the moment when the arrogant dragons are off guard and bring victory.]

But Taras was also very relaxed. There was no bluff to be found anywhere in his appearance, who was smiling brightly and talking about the arrogant dragons.

That's why Lucas was anxious now.

'Is that bastard saying that he can take on all the dragons?'

[Keep thinking that. That's what we want too.]

And Taras was referring to the demons and himself as 'we'.

That meant that Taras was also participating in their plan.

'If that's the case, there might really be no chance of winning.'

Lucas's pupils shook with anxiety for a moment.

[So you should be on our side. If you do that, I will grant the dragons a new world with my authority. I can even move them to a completely different dimension.]

"What do you mean? Your authority? What authority do you have, not even the main god..."

Then a thought flashed through Lucas's mind.

'Could it be...'

Lucas looked at Taras without finishing his words.

[You might be right, or you might be wrong.]

Then Taras, who had smiled brightly, slowly floated up.

[But Amore gave you something good. It's a really precious thing. That's why your body is holding up now, right?]

"What in the world is your scheme. Taras. Are you trying to challenge the authority of the main god?"

[Haha. No way. Ah, and I think I've given you the answer you wanted to some extent. You're going to stop tormenting the kids, right? Please.]

Taras brought his hands together once and then disappeared.

"Damn it!"

If what Taras had said just now was all true, it was a really big problem.

Taras had clearly said that he would grant a new world with his authority.

And that was the authority of the main god.

'Is he trying to challenge the main god? A mere demon god?'

And it was clear that Taras was actively helping the demons escape from the demon world.

'That's why the demon king bastard is running wild.'

This was something that Hasel and the other dragons had also thought of, but now that the fact had been confirmed from the mouth of the demon god, the situation had changed.

'If the demon god helps, the story is different.'

As Taras had said, the demons would come up to the surface and would fight against the dragons.

And with the protection of the demon god on their backs.

And judging by the behavior of the demons so far, they would also control the magical beasts and monsters.

What if the dragons couldn't stop it in advance?

'It's the end.'

The end would come to their land.

All the races on the surface would be brutally massacred, and the demons, who had received the protection of the demon god, would run wild as if they had wings.

The whole world would be engulfed in flames, and if they couldn't stop it, it would be difficult to find any other race on this land except for the demons.

'And the races that have survived will also become slaves or will meet a tragic end.'

A world that has lost its balance will become like that.

But another thought came to Lucas's mind.

'What if I side with the demon god and can grant the dragons another world?'

'What if Taras's plan to challenge the main god really succeeds?'

'And if I really obtain eternal rest and eternal extinction? If that happens?'

Numerous thoughts that were messing with Lucas's mind.

"No, that's absurd."

But Lucas soon shook his head vigorously and shook off the thoughts.

"I can fix it. I can't just give this world to the pathetic demon bastards."

-Flash!

Lucas, who had clenched his fist once, teleported.

***

The place Lucas had returned to was Aman's office.

"Aman."

Aman, who was there at the time, quickly got up from his seat and greeted Lucas.

"You're back soon. Where have you been?"

"I've been to see the mixed-blood demons."

Aman frowned at Lucas's words.

"Why those pathetic things?"

"And I also met Taras."

"...Taras? The Demon God? The Demon God Taras?"

As the surprised Aman asked back, Lucas nodded his head.

"Right. Things have gotten a little serious."

"What's wrong? No, more importantly, why Taras... no. Where did you meet Taras?"

Lucas looked at Aman's eyes silently instead of answering.

"Lord?"

"I need to see Hasel."

(End of Chapter)