Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 178 : Who Are You? (1)

Nella had made a contract with the Spirit King, and the other children had also become quite skilled mages.

Of course, it was thanks to Lucas's consistent training, but it was also possible because the children had followed along well.

'This is just the beginning.'

It was the demons who had turned the island into a mess and had attacked the children this time. He didn't know how they had known and come, but he could tell that they weren't aiming for him.

'They were aiming for the kids, not me.'

So his anger grew even stronger. He couldn't back down anymore.

'It's war.'

The war between the dragons, the demons, and the demon god would soon begin.

In line with that, Lucas and the dragons would also have to prepare thoroughly. Otherwise, they would be miserably defeated.

He couldn't know all of the main god's intentions, but since he had roughly learned about his past, his curiosity was now resolved.

If he lost his life here, he wouldn't even be able to enter eternal rest and would repeat endless reincarnations, so there would be nothing more terrible than that.

'So...'

Countless methods and schemes came and went in Lucas's mind.

'Request the help of the Sirens.'

If he used their magic and the sea, it would be a pretty good strategy.

'I'll need the dwarves too.'

If he processed and crafted the countless artifacts the Sirens had, that would also be helpful.

If he could cast binding magic and use protection magic with artifacts instead of magic, it would be an even stronger defense.

'I'll need divine power too.'

He would also need the help of other gods to prepare for the blessings bestowed by the demon god and his angels.

For now, he might think that one high-level god like Amore was enough, but that was a delusion.

'Even the main god can't come back.'

If even the strongest god, the main god, couldn't return to the celestial world, he couldn't even guess how much power Taras had.

'Then will the other gods help?'

Amore had said he would ask the other gods for help, but since there was no significant gain or news yet, it seemed that was not easy either.

'Well. It's not easy for the dragons, so how could it be easy for the gods.'

As his mind became cluttered with all sorts of thoughts, Lucas let out a deep sigh and got up from his seat.

'I should go.'

He planned to visit the Sirens after a long time.

***

Entrusting his body to the blue water, he felt so peaceful.

'Good.'

As he entered their territory, he felt that the atmosphere had changed a little.

"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!"

"Drink up! More! Open your throat!"

As he entered the entrance, a loud voice came from inside.

"Right! More!!! You're doing great!!!"

A hoarse voice echoed through the water.

"Uwaaaak!!! I just needed to drink one more gulp!"

"Khahahaha! Our race is also pretty good with water."

Lucas, who had approached the source of the sound, was dumbfounded at the unbelievable sight.

Weren't the dwarves and the Sirens divided into teams and having a beer chugging contest?

"What is that again..."

"Oh?! Who is this!"

Turkam came over, waving his short limbs enthusiastically.

"What brings you all the way here? I've been using the things you sent me very well!"

"How much have you been drinking?"

"How much have I been drinking? I just drank it like I was eating!"

The piles of beer barrels on both sides, and the beer barrels rolling around here and there as if they were empty, were a sight to behold.

'Aren't they just sending alcohol?!'

He had asked Ally to procure their food, but there was too much alcohol.

'Isn't that whiskey?'

He had supported them to make good things in collaboration with the Sirens, but he felt like he had helped their drinking party. Turkam made an 'oh?' sound and then approached the drinking party again.

'Is it starting again?'

It seemed they were starting another drinking contest.

"You've come!"

Just then, he saw Giestio swimming at a high speed from a distance.

"How have you been?"

Fortunately, he seemed to be sober, as if he hadn't been drinking.

"Yes. I've been well, thanks to you."

"But all of this..."

"Haha! It's so bustling, it feels like a Siren's life. You wouldn't know how much fun we're having thanks to the dwarves."

A sigh escaped him. Giestio was too kind.

Most of the races that loved nature were like that, but the Sirens were a little too much.

They always welcomed outsiders and had a very strong tendency to interpret everything in a good way.

"They're not doing the work they're supposed to be doing..."

As Lucas furrowed his brow, Giestio quickly waved his hand and said.

"What are you talking about? They've all been working so hard all day. The work has just finished."

"Really?"

It was hard to believe.

"Yes. They all wake up early at dawn, light the fire, and start working. Dozens of amazing things are pouring out every day."

"Hmm..."

So they were playing after finishing all their work.

"Please come this way. Since it's a space permitted to me, it will also be a space permitted to you, Lucas-nim."

It seemed he was going to show him the things they had made.

"Haha. So do you know what I said?"

Even on the way to the warehouse where the items were, Giestio's mouth did not stop moving. He said that all the Sirens had brightened up since the dwarves had come.

He said they had learned how to have fun and how to rest properly.

"What did you say?"

"I said, 'You're not supposed to leave any dregs.' I learned it from Turkam. Hahaha!"

It was absurd. He was so happy to have used one of the words he had learned from Turkam, but for that to be 'You're not supposed to leave any dregs.'

"Ha, ha..."

As he forced a laugh, the muscles around his eyes trembled.

"Now, here we are."

It was a room a little away from the relic warehouse he had come to last time.

'Did they make it new?'

It seemed to be a new warehouse made for the dwarves.

"How is it?"

"..."

As the door opened, a dazzling golden and silver light, and all sorts of jewels, filled the high shelves.

"Are you saying that all of this was made by them this time?"

It was a number that seemed to be at least a few hundred.

"Yes. That's right. The dwarves said they were getting a lot of inspiration and were pouring out dozens of amazing things a day, so we even built a new warehouse like this."

"Amazing."

As he entered the warehouse, all sorts of auras began to rush in. From the natural world to the aura of a holy relic, and even the aura of a soul exuded by an ego.

"They are recreating all the relics we have. They said that since they are from hundreds to thousands of years old, they are outdated."

I, who had approached the shelf, picked up the most eye-catching artifact.

-Woong.

It was a small pendant, but a strong aura of a soul was felt even before approaching it.

"Oh. You recognize it at a glance. According to Turkam-nim, the soul of a dragon is sealed in it."

"A dragon? A dragon?"

"Yes. That's right. He said it was very difficult to process."

'That's absurd. It must be a wyvern, not a dragon.'

Who on earth could seal the soul of a dragon?

And most of the dragons he knew had met a peaceful death, and he had never seen a dishonorable death where their soul was sealed.

'But the aura is too strong.'

And it was an aura of fire. If this was really a dragon, it was definitely that of a Red Dragon.

'No, it's much more plausible that it's a fire spirit.'

Since spirits were often sealed and made into spirit swords or artifacts, that made more sense.

"You may take it if you wish."

Giestio said, looking at Lucas, who was holding the pendant with a serious expression.

"Is that okay?"

He needed to check.

"Of course. It's no exaggeration to say that all the items here were made for you, Lucas-nim."

He couldn't understand why he was doing so much for him, but he didn't dislike the goodwill and favor Giestio was showing.

"Thank you."

Lucas carefully put the pendant in his subspace.

"Now, please take your time and look around."

After that, as he was looking at the amazing artifacts that had been made, his mouth was watering.

'Hoo... if only I had found my warehouse.'

The hidden warehouse once again flickered before his eyes.

'Hoo...'

If only he had the warehouse, he could have brought things that were three or four times better than the artifacts in here and had them remade. It was such a pity.

"Let's go now."

Lucas left the warehouse.

After that, he also watched Turkam and the group of dwarves chugging down alcohol, and he was even mixed in with them and forced to dance.

'You damn bastards.'

The strength with which they pulled him with their short arms was so strong that he was dragged out and danced like a puppet, with his arms held.

His wrists were still throbbing, but a smirk escaped him as he thought of that scene.

"I'll be going now."

"Oh? You're leaving already?"

Turkam asked with a half-slurred speech.

"Yes. I'm going. So stop drinking so much. I'm worried your health will be damaged."

"Pfft! Our dwarves have alcohol flowing in our blood. There are dwarves who have died because they were frustrated that they couldn't drink, but there are no dwarves who have died from drinking yet!"

"Really."

At Turkam's words, Lucas clicked his tongue and shook his head.

"Is there anything you're lacking?"

"Lacking! It's overflowing. What are you going to do if you send us so much delicious food? And it comes every three days."

It was a relief. It was better to have leftovers than to be lacking.

"Right. That's a relief."

"The leftover food and ingredients are all being stored well in a warehouse with preservation magic, so don't worry too much about our food. We could live for three months even if we were trapped here!"

As Turkam shouted, his ears rang.

"Right. I understand."

"Oh! Then go!"

"Go safely and come again."

Giestio held Lucas's hand tightly.

"Yes. I will come again soon."

Lucas also gently patted Giestio's hand and then teleported.

***

From the Siren's territory, Lucas immediately ran to Hasel's lair.

"Hasel."

"Lord?"

"Right. Would you take a look at this?"

Lucas took out the pendant he had just brought from his subspace.

"What is this?"

"It was in the Siren's territory. They say the soul of a dragon is sealed in it... but I'm not sure right now."

At that, Hasel's eyes widened, and he quickly picked up the pendant.

"The soul of a dragon?!"

Hasel placed his other hand on the pendant and began to slowly read the energy.

"Fire... but... a dragon...?"

Whether it was because of the suspicion that it might be, or because he really couldn't read the energy, Hasel also furrowed his brow and was lost for a long time.

"Are there any missing Red Dragons?"

"There were none in my time."

"Hmm..."

Hasel focused his energy on the pendant again.

"This won't do. Shall we just try to break it?"

"Hmm..."

That wasn't a bad idea. If it was really the sealed soul of a dragon, it would be guided to the celestial world.

"But what if it's not the soul of a dragon?"

"There's also the possibility that it has been corrupted."

What if the soul of a dragon, which was made by selecting the purest soul, had been corrupted while it was sealed?

"Hmm..."

Since it was something he had never done before, he couldn't guarantee the result.

"That's too much of a risk."

"I think so too."

It was when they, who had placed the pendant on the table, were pondering for a long time.

"Ah. How about we try to wake it up? I definitely felt a soul."

"Shall we?"

As soon as the words fell, Hasel began to draw a magic circle.

[End of Chapter]