Reincarnated Dragon Goes to the Academy!

Chapter 182 : Now Rest in Peace.

"It's about Vadim-nim."

Hasel and Lucas, who had returned to the lair, were enjoying a light tea time.

"?"

"How on earth did he get sealed in such a place?"

Lucas shrugged his shoulders and answered.

"How would I know? I just hope it's as he says."

It wasn't that Lucas wasn't worried either. It was strange that he had suddenly appeared, and he didn't even know when he had been sealed there.

A dragon from a completely different world.

And since his magic skills were also far superior to theirs, he could threaten them at any time.

But now he had no choice but to trust. To trust the soul contract they had made with each other, and to trust the words he had said.

"I suppose so."

Hasel also nodded his head as if he agreed with Lucas's opinion.

"Father? Lord?"

Just then, Aman appeared.

"It's been a while."

"Tsk. What are you two doing here? Leaving me out?"

Aman, who saw their cozy tea time, puffed out his cheeks.

"Ahem."

"I feel a strange aura in the lair..."

Aman's face turned this way and that, as if a dog were sniffing for a scent.

"You two have been sitting here and chatting every day after making me work?!"

"Cha~tting?!"

One of Hasel's eyebrows shot up.

"Yes! Chatting!"

But Aman did not back down and put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly.

"Oh yeah~ you're going to be sizzling today."

"S-sizzling, you say?"

Hasel shot up from his seat and created a flame in his hand.

"I'll make you into a whole roast."

"Uh, uh? Lord! Lord!"

Aman quickly called out Lucas's name and asked for help.

"Stop it, Hasel."

Lucas said leisurely, holding his teacup.

"But look at the way this kid is talking!"

"You just bear with it."

After taking a sip of tea and even giving a wink, Hasel sat down again, leaving behind the words 'just you wait' in a small voice.

"Right. Aman. How is the work I asked you to do going?"

Aman sat down on the sofa, lightly touching his bottom, while glancing at Hasel.

"It's in progress, but it's not easy."

Lucas had entrusted Aman with the task of persuading the other races. Aman was the right person for the job, as he had the most gentle personality among the dragons and listened to his words well.

"Right. You've been through a lot."

"Yes. I've been through a lot. These guys just won't listen."

As Aman let out a deep sigh and buried himself in the sofa, Hasel's gaze turned sharp.

"Ah, why!"

At that, Aman quickly got up, but as if his pride was hurt, he shouted.

"You're really going to be well-done today."

Hasel smirked and threatened his son.

'He's acting just like a kid. That one.'

Lucas clicked his tongue and continued.

"I don't want you to be well-done, so both of you stop it. So what's the situation now?"

"The elves were the biggest problem, but they have also declared that they will remain neutral. They asked us to promise not to harm them even if the dragons gain the upper hand, instead of helping anyone."

Lucas nodded his head.

"Isn't that a matter of course?"

"Yes. So I promised to do so. And the pixies have promised to side with the dragons."

It was a little unexpected. How terrible had the things the pixies had suffered at the hands of the humans been?

"Really?"

"Yes."

Aman also nodded his head as if it were unexpected.

"What about the fox tribes?"

"They said they would maintain neutrality."

"Then are you saying that there are no other races that have sided with the demons now?"

"Yes."

Aman answered, puffing out his chest proudly.

"You did well. You've really been through a lot."

He thought it was a really good thing that he had entrusted it to Aman. In this war, the other races would be nothing more than shrimps getting their backs broken in a whale fight.

He didn't want to give another pain to those who had suffered so much humiliation... He was glad that the dragons' sincerity seemed to have been conveyed.

"That's a relief. It's really a relief."

"Ahem!"

Aman's neck, who had made a great contribution, rose stiffly.

"Right. You did well."

Hasel also praised Aman. Since he had done well, praise was a matter of course.

"Ehem!"

Seeing that, Aman was quite cute.

'I'll have to protect him.'

If he died now, when the main god's seat was vacant, he wouldn't even know the whereabouts of his soul. So it was important not to let anyone get hurt or die.

"Ah, but what is this aura? I feel the aura of a dragon I've never seen before. Am I wrong?"

Aman had been more sensitive to auras than others since he was young. Seeing that he had noticed Vadim's aura, which was difficult for others to feel, it was to the extent that he even had the illusion of seeing a dog with a good sense of smell.

"That's right. It was a Topaz dragon."

"Pfft. Topaz?"

Aman burst out laughing at the name he had never heard of or seen.

"Right. Topaz."

"Where is such a thing?"

It was a face that said he didn't believe it.

"It exists, you bastard. Are you saying the Lord is lying?"

"T-that's not it..."

"I'll just light this on fire and make it sizzle and then make it well-done."

Hasel raised his fist. He was eager to get his hands on Aman today.

"Stop it and just tell him."

Lucas finally stepped in to mediate between the two.

"Yes."

As Hasel told Aman the story of meeting Vadim, a series of surprised reactions followed.

Not only did he live for tens of thousands of years, but he used different magic, and not only did he enter an unhatched egg, but he had boasted that he could hatch in three days.

"So which egg did he enter?"

"That is..."

Hasel glanced at Lucas.

"It's my egg. The one that couldn't hatch."

"Ah."

At that, the two of them quickly shut their mouths and awkwardly glanced at each other.

"It's fine. Isn't it all in the past?"

As Lucas gestured for him to continue, saying it was fine, Hasel opened his mouth again.

After that, Aman could not hide his surprised expression at the story of the soul contract and the races and gods with the same but different tendencies in another dimension.

"...That's what happened."

When the story was over, Aman nodded his head slowly with his mouth agape.

"It's amazing. It's really the opposite of this place."

"Right."

"But it's a relief. It's no different from having a tremendous power."

"So how about you help the egg hatch, Aman?"

Aman's eyes widened at Lucas's words.

"M-me?!"

Hatching an egg required tremendous effort and sincerity.

"Right. Since he said he would hatch in three days anyway, he won't just be playing around in the egg. You just have to sit next to it and pour in mana from time to time."

"What if I make a mistake?"

Aman was also cautious because he knew about the process of hatching a hatchling egg.

"You are the right person for the job."

In fact, there was another reason why Lucas was trying to entrust this job to Aman.

'Just in case.'

If there was a dragon that had sided with the demons, the egg would not be safe. As Aman said, Vadim would be their tremendous power, and if he couldn't hatch due to someone's scheme, there would be no greater loss than that.

"I understand."

Aman answered with a determined expression.

"Right."

Since he could trust Aman, he was a little relieved.

***

The people gathered in the wide field had been camping out for several days to meet the saintess.

Bonfires and remaining ashes were scattered here and there. In the places where fallen leaves were piled up, people who had laid out and covered themselves with old blankets waited endlessly for the saintess.

"Everyone, come and eat!"

The priests of the Saintess's Society prepared a meal for the people.

"E-excuse me, priest-nim."

As a man came over, limping, the priest ladled out a large scoop of stew and said.

"Aigoo. I would have brought it to you if you had just sat down. Please don't move around so much."

"Thank you. E-excuse me, but when will the saintess-nim..."

"You must be very tired. I just received a message a little while ago. They said she will arrive within today."

At that, the man's face brightened.

"Is that really true?"

"Yes. Of course. We don't want to do this either, but since the forces of evil are preventing us from helping you..."

At that, the man nodded his head and raised his voice.

"That's what I'm saying! Why on earth are they stopping the Saintess's Society? They are such good people!"

"Haha. Please don't be so angry. They must be afraid too. We have decided to understand them all."

"Then tell them to heal and help people! Why are those who don't even do that stopping them!"

At the man's words, the people who were receiving their meals around him also nodded their heads and added a word.

"That's right! No, why on earth are they so eager to get rid of the Saintess's Society? Wasn't the Resurrection Cult like that in the old days?"

"That's right! I'm so angry I could die! No, it's not like the Saintess's Society is extorting money from people, they're just doing this service for free!"

"That's right! That's right!"

As the people's voices grew louder, the priest smiled as if in a difficult situation and dissuaded them.

"Now, now. It's okay. In any case, the saintess-nim will not forget us. If you just endure for today, you will all be able to shake off your pains and return home."

"Priest-nims, thank you so, so much."

These were the people who had gathered after the Saintess's Society headquarters had been attacked and they had been unable to come forward rashly, and the priests had visited them directly at the addresses they had written down when they had joined.

When the Saintess's Society was first attacked and the priests had disappeared like smoke, it had bought the public's anger.

When public opinion was boiling over, with people saying that they had just taken the membership fees and had staged a play to disappear, the priests had appeared.

They had come in ordinary clothes and had told them the location of the secret meeting, and they had sent notes or letters to those who had difficulty visiting or were in places with no people, to convey their intentions.

Therefore, the people's trust had become even thicker.

"No. It's something we should do, of course. Our Saintess's Society will never turn away from you."

"Thank you. Thank you so much."

They had kept their promise.

"Now, please eat quickly. The food is getting cold."

At the priest's words, the people each found a place and sat down, picking up their spoons.

"Oh, oh! Over there, over there!"

Just then, as a man pointed to one side of the forest path and shouted, the people's attention was focused.

"It's the saintess-nim! It's the saintess-nim!"

Pamela, in a pure white robe, was slowly walking down the forest path.

"Saintess-nim!!!"

"Ooh... Saintess-nim..."

The people who saw that prostrated themselves on the floor and marveled at the sound of the saintess's steps approaching.

"You have all been through so much."

Pamela bowed her head slightly to the priests and looked down at the prostrated people and said.

"Now, everyone, please rise. The floor is cold."

"Saintess-nim... thank you so, so much."

She was a being who was grateful just for having come. Even though they had slept on the cold floor for several days, they felt as if all their fatigue was forgotten just by seeing the tip of the saintess's feet.

"Please. Please rise."

Pamela's gentle voice seemed to soothe the people.

"Thank you so much for coming to find me."

As Pamela smiled faintly, cries of admiration erupted from here and there.

"I will bestow a blessing upon you."

As Pamela raised both her hands high, the people gathered in a crowd.

Their eyes, which were stuck together as if they would miss the blessing, were all directed at Pamela.

"O you who have suffered."

A light began to form in Pamela's hands.

"Rest in eternal peace."

As Pamela's skin color turned ashen and her eye and hair color changed in an instant, the moment the people's admiration turned to horror.

"Now rest in peace."

-Paaaaaaat!

A pure white light burst out.

[End of Chapter]