Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 137 : A Long Way to Go.

"My King! Please give me one last chance."

The old man, with his head pressed to the floor, was desperately begging, wringing his hands with difficulty.

"Behold. This is what happens when you set up a human as a puppet. A very base and incompetent race."

The man standing before him sneered at the old man, revealing his white teeth.

"That is correct."

Beside him, a man who appeared to be a subordinate nodded in agreement with the man's words.

"A, a wench has fled to the academy."

As the situation turned unfavorable, the old man quickly played his trump card.

"So?"

"It was a scroll I possessed. A scroll I had made when I was at the academy. It was a scroll made to seize control of the academy before the day the King has planned, and that wench used it to enter the academy!"

At the man's indifferent reaction, the old man spoke urgently, his voice turning hoarse.

"I don't know what you want me to do. Are you saying I should spare you just for the fact that the wench has escaped?"

"That wench is still alive. My connection to her has not yet been severed, so it is certain."

The man snorted.

"There is no need to listen any further."

"A-and! The one who is said to be that wench's younger sister is attending the advanced class at the academy, so if we can just coax her well again, it will be no different from having a trustworthy spy inside the academy! As you know, a dragon currently holds the position of dean."

At that, the man's brow twitched.

"Raise your head. Alberto."

At the man's words, the old man raised his head and looked at him.

"My King..."

Tears welled up in the old man's deeply etched wrinkles.

"Thanks to you, I have learned some good information."

"...Thank you! Thank you!"

At the man's words, the old man finally let out a sigh of relief and repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

"However."

"...?"

"Unfortunately, that is all."

As the man finished speaking, a dark red streak of light began to extend from his fingertips.

"M-my King! Please, please... just one more time... Kuaaaargh!"

The old man scrambled his body backward as if to avoid the streak of light reaching for him, but his efforts were pitifully useless.

"Tsk, tsk. How foolish."

The old man's body, engulfed by the dark red streak of light, soon turned to ash and scattered.

"Do you see? This is how useless the grace bestowed upon humans is."

The man dusted off his hands as if he had just disposed of something troublesome and dirty.

"Yes."

"Still, now that you have arrived, I can rest a little easier. Tedras."

"The brothers will also be arriving soon."

"Indeed. That day is truly not far off. And I heard that our three knights who were in the vanguard were defeated."

"It is an unfortunate event. But great endeavors are always accompanied by sacrifice."

"Right. It is unfortunate, but it would be best not to investigate it. I fear another victim might emerge. Now is the time to catch our breath for a moment."

Tedras nodded at the man's words.

"Understood."

"And the information Alberto just provided will be very useful. The Resurrection Cult he created is quite ingenious, so it would be a waste to just let it go."

"I understand what you mean."

"Right. This time, I shall have to create a saintess instead of a cult leader."

The man smiled viciously.

***

"Um... Rookie."

Since that day, an awkward air had continued to flow between Pola and Lucas. But for some reason, Pola approached Lucas first and spoke to him.

"Yes."

"I want to apologize."

Lucas showed a slightly surprised look at Pola's words.

"It's okay."

But he soon smiled faintly and accepted Pola's apology.

"I'm sorry. After I found my sister..."

"It's okay. I understand everything. Thank you for apologizing. And I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have pushed you like that."

"No. If you hadn't done that, I don't know what would have really happened..."

Pola's apology was appreciated. In fact, Lucas had been secretly anxious. He had worried about what would happen if Pola, having found her sister, continued to be out of her mind.

"I apologized to Nella too. And to Skir, of course."

"I knew you would."

But not long after, Pola, making all that worry seem pointless, apologized to the children first and resolved the situation.

"Dean Aman told me everything about what you were worried about, Lucas. So... anyway, I'm sorry! I'm so embarrassed."

Pola scratched her head awkwardly.

"It's okay."

He didn't know what Aman had said, but it was a relief that the situation had been resolved comfortably.

"Ah, and my sister has become the new librarian. It's all thanks to Dean Aman's consideration."

"That's great."

This part had already been discussed with Aman.

If an unstable element could not be removed from sight immediately, it was judged better to keep it in the closest possible place.

'Now it's really time to teach the children properly.'

With Pola and the children's issues resolved, there was no need for any more delay.

***

In the afternoon, after all classes had ended.

"Is this the right place?"

"Yeah. Oppa told us to come here."

The children came to the pre-arranged location and waited for Lucas.

Gathered in a secluded corner of the academy's rear garden, the children 괜히 looked around.

"Oh. There he is."

Skir said, spotting Lucas coming from a distance.

"You're all here. Today, just think of it as a preview."

Lucas said, looking at the children.

"But are we doing it here?"

"No. We're going to our own space. Now, grab my arm."

As Lucas held out his arm, the children placed their hands on it.

-Flash!

At that, Lucas teleported with the children.

"Ugh... I'm dizzy..."

"Ugh! I think I'm going to throw up."

Skir and Pola dry-heaved from the sudden teleportation.

"Here, drink this. It will help."

Lucas took out a potion vial from his bosom and handed it to them.

"Gulp... much better."

"Ugh~ I feel nauseous."

After drinking it, the children's complexions gradually began to return.

"Where is this place?"

"This is the space where we will practice from now on."

Lucas answered Skir's question.

The place they had arrived at was none other than the lair Lucas had used in his past life.

He had already given Aman and Hasel a heads-up, so they wouldn't come looking, mistaking them for unfamiliar intruders.

Lucas had diligently searched for a suitable place to train the children, but he could not find a more fitting location than this.

'I even thought about creating a subspace.'

With mana overflowing in his body, he had even considered creating a subspace.

'But there's no reason to. Why, when I have my own home?'

In fact, there was no space more suitable than a dragon's lair.

There was no worry of other monsters invading, and even if there were enemies targeting Lucas or the children, it would be difficult for them to enter this place.

Moreover, the current barrier, designed to be released only for Lucas and a few select dragons, was made of draconic language and he could confidently say it was better than any other defensive shield.

"Oppa... is this place okay? The Naiads are really scared..."

Lucas nodded at Nella's words.

"It's okay."

Since Naiads were lower water spirits, it was understandable that this place, filled with the traces of a dragon, would be frightening.

"He says it's okay. And if you're too scared, it's okay to go home."

At Lucas's words, Nella quietly began to soothe the Naiads.

'It's amazing every time I see it.'

Despite having watched for a long time, Lucas was amazed by Nella's affinity with nature.

Not only did she freely converse with spirits in their natural state, but she also treated and communicated with them like real friends.

"Have you all looked at the magic application books I mentioned last time?"

"Yeah. I looked, but I have no idea what's what."

"That's right. As you said, I tried to find ones at our level, but... it was still difficult."

"I looked too... but I'm not sure if it's magic I can use."

The children each expressed their difficulties.

"It's okay. I told you to look at them just to imprint a rough idea of what kind of magic exists in your minds."

Lucas raised one hand and created an ice spear in the air.

"As you've learned so far, magic is most importantly about accuracy, implementation, and mana. How well you can implement the magic you've imagined."

-Kaboom!

The created ice spear flew and embedded itself in the wall.

"And how accurately you use it."

"Woooow..."

Dozens of ice spears appeared and floated in the air.

"And how much mana you have to support all of this."

As the floating ice spears circled and swam through the air, the children's eyes widened.

"However."

In an instant, all the ice spears disappeared.

"In a real battle, there is no time to think and act on all of this. Pola and Skir. You experienced it last time, right?"

The children's heads slowly nodded at Lucas's words.

"So we will learn magic thoroughly prepared for survival. So that if we can't survive, we can at least run away."

"Rookie... you were really amazing, weren't you?"

"What on earth is your identity! No, with this level of skill, shouldn't you receive the title of Archmage?"

"Amazing..."

Finally faced with Lucas's true skills, the children could not hold back their admiration.

"If I am by your side, I can always protect you, but a situation may arise where I cannot."

Lucas looked at the children one by one, slowly.

"And there will be times when you have to protect me."

Skir swallowed hard.

"Um... didn't you say I was a buffer? But will I be of any help...? Won't I just be a burden to you all?"

Lucas firmly shook his head at Skir's words.

"No. Buffers are extremely important."

"I-is that so?"

Lucas nodded his head and then chose his words for a moment.

"You've all learned this, but I'll explain it easily one more time."

At that, the children's eyes shone as they focused their attention on Lucas's mouth.

"Right. Money. Let's think of it as money. Imagine you have a hundred shillings in your pocket."

The children nodded their heads excitedly.

"Skir can change those shillings into gold, and after changing them to gold, he can double them. That's what a buffer is. Of course, it won't work if there's nothing, but if there is something, he's the person who makes it even bigger."

"Wow... Kir, you're amazing."

"Really?"

Lucas nodded his head once more at Skir's question.

"With Skir, our combat power can be doubled, no, even tripled. The person who can make us cast a spell that can be used once, twice, or three times is Skir."

"Oppa. That's amazing!"

With Nella even chiming in, Skir's shoulders were raised as high as they could go.

"A-ahem! Thanks."

"Right. So don't underestimate your abilities, Skir. And since our combat power can change depending on your abilities, you have to practice even harder."

"Ah..."

Skir's shoulders drooped again at the sudden pressure.

"Now, then, today let's see your skills first. Since I don't think I've seen them properly. Attack that empty space over there with all your might. Pola, you first."

At Lucas's words, Pola took a step forward.

"Hoo! I'm so nervous."

Pola jumped lightly in place to loosen up, as if to relieve her tension.

"You said with all my might, right?"

"Yes."

As Pola began to chant a spell with a determined expression, the sky began to rumble.

-K-rumble... K-ruuumble!

"...Annihilate the enemies!!!"

-K-zzzzzt! K-zzt!

What Pola showcased was the lightning magic she was most confident in.

The lightning that struck the front raised a cloud of hazy dust and soon died down.

"Good job. Now try it without a chant."

"Heok... heok... you said with all my might... I have no mana now...?"

Lucas's mouth fell slightly open at Pola's words as she gasped for breath.

'It was all used up in that one shot...?'

There was a long way to go.

[End of Chapter]